the move

it is time...time to move again. I approach this with excitement and hesitation. This is my home although at times I curse this house, it is my home. We have painted all these walls, they are very "personal" and "intense" according to the home stager that came last week. We laid down the floors, okay, only very few of the floors we installed remain but we did put some down. We turned the backyard from a dirt field into a beautiful paved Florida paradise. We made a baby and brought that baby home here. There are so many emotions tied to this ugly blue house that it makes me sad to leave. But we need more room -- and to be closer to Brent's job. We want something new and pretty, something we can move it and call home without putting in a lot of work. We are leaving St. Petersburg and moving north to the Tampa Suburbs. I love St. Pete and wish we could stay but the houses we can buy in Tampa are so much newer, larger, nicer than anything we could afford here. So with some hesititation we are putting our house for sale --- I hope a family will be as happy here as we have been, I hope they will learn to love the forever backing up shower and the mean backyard neighbor.

life

why do i have no idea what i want to do with my life?? i have a law degree and the student loans to prove it and I have absolutely no desire to practice law any longer ---- i hate everything about it. Why do I just want to stay home and play with my baby --- i really don't clean or do laundry and I am not much of a cook...I should want to be something else than just a mother, a wife, right? I am working from home right now on as a contract in-house counsel, last month i worked 5 hours. Probably not enough --- i just need to win the lottery. I wish someone would tell me what to do with my life.

ants

it is cold here ... like it is going to be below freezing tonight...which is cold in Florida. The ants have decided to come inside for a vacation. They were not invited and tonight I am on a killing spree. I only have Windex on hand, but it appears that Windex kills them on contact. The bug man is coming tomorrow. I hope they all die.

Dash

Little Man Dash is growing up so fast --- he will be 15 months on the 13th and he thinks he is the funniest little man ever. Example - he comes up to me with his little sneaky smirk on his face and i just smile at him, then he proceeds to shove an entire handful of dog food into his mouth...all while laughing and causing the majority of it to fall onto the floor. The other day I found him the the kitchen double fisting taco shells....he looked so happy i just let him eat away. He is learning his body parts right now...his favorites being his belly button and his head. He is constantly pointing to his head and screeching, what I think is his way of getting me to sing "Head and Shoulders, Knees and Toes" his favorite new song! For some reason the child will only eat Turkey Dogs, tomatoes, green beans and any kind of fruit. At least he is a healthy little eater. He is not much of a talker yet -he says dog, dada, all done and the occasional mama. Dash LOVES to climb on everything, he attempts to scale our night table multiple times a day in order to reach the light switch, which he likes to turn off and on. He is probably going to fall on his head soon from all of his climbing but he is so happy doing it that I just supervise and let him do it. This kid amazes me and makes me fall in love with him more each and every day. These last 15 months have been a whirlwind -- it is hard to believe that it has already been so long and yet I can't remember what it was like without him. I am excited what the next year brings for me, for our family and for my little Dashman.

christmas --- ahhh

ahhh....christmas...the good, the bad, the relatives...it makes me want to to just cry. so many people are coming to visit - there is so much stuff to clean and to hide, fake smiles and laughs, gifts packed in bags bc i am such a horrible wrapper, and of course wine, lots and lots of wine, (maybe some vodka too). seriously, i am not a holiday person, i know, bah humbug...whatever but i just don't get into the "spirit". there are too many people to please, to buy for, to hug...i hate hugging semi-strangers...just not for me. my inlaws came last night and my family come on Wednsday night...that is just too many clashing personalities, i mean like totally different realms, not on the same planet, let alone solar system kind of personality clash. i am stuck in the middle, thanking God that my dog has an unending supply of prozac..bc man i need it. wish me luck!! okay, that is all for now --- happy holidays!!

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My very first Not Me Monday.....

I would NEVER take my son to daycare and do nothing but lay around all afternoon ... just because we are paying for it doesn't mean we have to use it, right? and on that day that I didn't lay around, there was not laundry to be done or christmas stuff to organize because my house is always in total order.

I didn't actually feed my son pizza for dinner 5 nights in a row last week just because the pizza place had Buy 1, Get 1 Free Large Pizzas. To my credit, if I had fed him pizza every night, the pizza did have pineapple on it - so if he had eaten the pizza at least he was getting some fruit too.

I am not allowing my 14 month totally weaned son to go back to drinking multiple bottles a day, I mean one week with the flu would never totally throw my plan out the window. I would never allow a little toddler tantrum to win over logic and the doctors advice.

I would never make 6 trips to Target in 3 days - i mean there is no way that I would ever need to go that store so often but if I did make that many trips, I most certainly wouldn't switch between 2 different stores just in case the cashiers started to recognize me.

A Fall Sunday Evening at the Park

Dash and his Swine Flu 2009