Leave the Bees. Take the Honey.

Me: “what do you want for lunch?”

The Captain : “Peanut butter and honey”

Me: “what else?”

The Captain: “on fish bread”

Me: “ok, anything else?”

The Captain: “make the fish bread crunchy in the toaster”

Me: “fish don’t like hot, dry places”

The Captain: “It doesn’t matter what fish bread likes. You’re a silly Mama.”

Me: “point taken. anything else?

The Captain: “Don’t tell the bees we’re eating their honey-they don’t like that”

Touché.  Three years old and already speaks sarcasm better than most of my in-laws. I am so proud.

Daily See-Saw. Finding Balance.

This is how I blog most days. Baby on my chest, snoozin away. For a few weeks after she was born, I was all kinds of turned upside down. Going from one to two kids, though not impossible, was not easy. I found myself falling into bad eating habits, not taking care of myself and being a zombie in general. I wasn’t sure how much time I would devote to writing.

I was pleasantly surprised to figure out that the worst of it ended quickly. I figured out a routine that worked for me and went with it.

first things first: WAKE UP BEFORE YOUR KIDS

I know it sounds trivial, but if I can wake up and have breakfast and a cup of coffee, I am much better for the rest of the day.

Your house may not be perfect. Ever. Get over it. Toys are intrusive little buggers and they spread like wildfire.

If the three year old wants to eat nothing but bok choy and strawberries all day, so be it. He’ll eat more eventually.

If you hand off your kids for an hour to your husband as soon as he gets home-don’t feel guilty. You need time for yourself too.

Your dinners may not be as fancy, but they will be just as nutritious if you plan ahead.

If people are offering way too much unsolicited advice, and they’re condescending or hurtful, feel free to tell them where to stick it.

Never leave home without the ergo or moby wrap. They ARE your friends. As is your iphone for long car rides. The 3 year old will kill your score on plants vs zombies-don’t take this personally.

Udder Covers/Hooter Hiders are great, but don’t feel bad EVER about feeding your baby.

Most of all. Remember these times. They are gone too fast.

The Dog Days Are(n’t) Over.

In fact, they have just begun. HOLY HELL DID SOMEONE FORGET TO CLOSE GOD’S OVEN DOOR??? WAS HE MAKING BAGELS? CAUSE IT’S HUMID!!! (this is a joke mostly for ny’ers. Sorry, I’ll explain. Bagels are boiled or steamed before baking to give them their trademark chewy exterior.) I woke up this morning in 80 degree heat, with near 100% humidity. So we are stuck inside today! It may hit ONE HUNDRED FREAKING DEGREES here in NYC today. Do you know what happens to NYC when the mercury his 100F? I would say you could make a bacon, egg, and cheese on the sidewalk, but you’re more likely to see MORE DEAD RATS. Not kidding. Also? People are crabby. Really crabby. And they don’t always smell so fresh on the train. (This is where I thank G-d I drive and have a car.)

It’s hard to walk around in this heat, which is difficult because NY is a pedestrian city. We walk everywhere. There isn’t a place we DON’T walk to. Right now, I am seriously considering DRIVING less than .5 mi to go get diapers and wipes. I wish I would have planned ahead and ordered them on Amazon. So, I am going to do some Zumba! on my Wii and have Elijah join along. After that, I’ll probably do some lovely strength training!  I really want to work on my arms. DIPS AND PUSH UPS AND CURLS, OH MY!

I also have to find a way to distract Elijah from the idea of going to the park. I simply cannot take a newborn out in this heat, and he craves the sprinklers. Maybe I’ll just give him a juice pop and let him play in the tub…Almost as good, right? There ARE indoor playgrounds here in nyc, but our favorite is CLOSED today. WHAT THE HECK???? They obviously can’t see my desperation from their vacation in Paris. Selfish. I see a lot of markers and macaroni in our future. Not such a bad day after all, I guess.

First, we’ll play dress up.

yes, we have a potty in the living room, what of it????

Twine-Tied

I LOVE baker’s twine. I want to finish everything with it. I make bows, tie boxes, wrap around hand-written letters, use it to tie my orchids to their stabilizing posts, use it to tie my key to my bra when I go running. I use it for everything, and now I want to decorate with it. I want to build a series of mini-shelves on the opposite side of my awkward mini-window to display my beautiful spools and twine. Problem is, I need more twine. I mean, I don’t tie my husband up with it when he misbehaves, but I use it a lot. Thankfully, there’s etsy.

 

Clockwise from left.

happy colour

cream twine

chocolate twine

colorful spools

WEINERGATE! TRESSELGATE!! DIAPERGATE!!!

    Man alive, this weekend was positively replete with scandal! It was also scandal from my current home of almost a decade (NYC) and my childhood home of Ohio! Both had twitter a flitter with great jokes and commentary I didn't particularly care about. It was great!

    Here's the thing. I really don't think Anthony Weiner (D-NY) would send lude pics via his twitter acct. Mostly because I have seen the man blush at dirty jokes. A man. Blushing. At dirty jokes. That does not bode well for sending nudie pictures via social media. Seems more likely from an upstate NY republican. Or me. Whatevs.

    The thing that REALLY got people from OHIO talking was the resignation of their hero of greatest position, Jim Tressel. The sweater vest wearing coach of OSU. I think my brother may have thought about leaping from the highest tower. (Luckily for him, he lives in a town with no towers.) He made some real a-hole moves and hid some shady dealings and thus, resigned. I'm pretty sure OSU will survive. They will probably even continue to bury Michigan annually. My prediction for Tressel? His sweaters will sprout sleeves and he'll become the shady Bill Cosby telling people that instead of focusing on education, focus on greenbacks and sell your soles.(rings, jerseys, whatever.)

    Diapergate is just what you'd expect. Diapers. Pampers to be exact. Here is my q. I love Pampers swaddlers for the first few months of my babies butt-covered existance, but, WHY DO THE SENSITIVE DIAPERS SMELL STRONGER THAN NON-SENSITIVE??? Shouldn't they have LESS fragrance? Does my kids arse NEED TO SMELL LIKE THAT? I really don't think it helps disguise the smell of what escapes her! Good grief, Pampers, WHAT GIVES?!! I really think that the geriatric dating set should be forced to wear this sort of scented depends so their potential suitor will know what's up. (cruel? maybe.)