Tuesday, August 29, 2006

A day in which I rejoice... and my wallet weeps.

I remember back, back in the old days... before Sir W. existed... Mini and I made a good errand running team. She could buckle and unbuckle herself into her car seat and was happy to tag along with me anywhere. We could run into a store and out again in no time at all. Since W. came along things have become more complicated. Complicated meaning, I have to lug around his car seat everywhere. I've estimated that W. with his seat weigh in around 25/26 lbs. It really doesn't sound like much, but due to the awkward size and the fact that you mostly hold it with one hand, it makes for quite a workout. So, as a result just "running" in somewhere has become a big deal... until a few days ago.

(cue Hallelujah Chorus) We now have a drive through Starbucks near our house! Before, hopping into get a coffee was way to big of a deal, but not anymore. What is this world coming to?? Drive through coffee? I love it! (Speaking of which... I really need a cup...)

Thursday, August 24, 2006

dust collecting thursdays

...A new weekly addition to my blog in which I give you the slightest glimpse into my home... Things that are lurking in the corners and collecting dust this week, because I know how much you care.


A painting of Mini M's of a dragon. Very dark and mysterious, until Ef pointed out that it looks like he's playing a recorder.


...the devil made me buy them.


Not exactly collecting dust, but he is collecting something in his diapers at the moment.

Monday, August 21, 2006

Home from vacation, and in need of another.

Have you ever got back from vacation and thought to yourself, "Self... I need another vacation after that vacation, something preferably involving a day spa and mimosas."

We started our trip camping for 2 days at Higgins Lake. Then we drove to Traverse City, spent 2 days there, then shot over to Sleeping Bear Dunes. Then from there headed down the west coast of MI though little towns with funny names like, Empire, Honor and Onekama, ending up in Grand Haven where we spent our last night.

We got home last wednesday and I am still recovering. Don't get me wrong, parts of it was absolutely wonderful, everything I had hoped it would be... Boating. Walks on the beach watching the sunset. Ice cream, more ice cream, coffee and a liiiitle bit more ice cream. Poking around in little shops in quaint downtowns like Traverse City and Grand Haven. Standing 100 yards out into the water only up to your ankles... watching the sand slowly cover up your feet...

But... there were things that made out trip, a bit more interesting. For example: Sick children. The morning we were leaving Mini M woke up with a bit of the sniffles. Ah... a bit 'o snot never hurt anyone... we thought... The sniffles turned into a raging cold accompanied by a fever that she passed onto W. The cold turned into croup, and if that wasn't enough, both kids got pink eye- just to make life a bit more exciting. Needless to say we didn't get more than a few hours of sleep each night, with all the coughing, running noses, breathing treatments, eye drops and crying. Then, just to top it all off M. got sun poisoning. All this while camping is not fun. We were going to head home after the first couple days at Higgin's, then we figured that the kids would be sick if we were home or not, and that we might as well deal with our small invalids somewhere with nice scenery. Thankfully both M and W felt better with each day, but the whole thing left us with some Grade A blood shot eyes.

Would I do it again if I knew what was in store? Um...er..ahem... hard to say. The bad parts were horrid, but the good parts...? The good parts were wonderful.

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Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Risky Will

...The things he puts up with... M.'s attempt to involve him in a game of Risk.

Monday, August 07, 2006

Extreme Dork Makeover

Sad story- Last Christmas (can't remember if it was Christmas Eve or day) the dad of a family we know suddenly died. In front of his wife and 6 kids. (The oldest is 12 and the youngest was only a few weeks old at the time.) So unbelievably sad. At his funeral his wife told how that morning he woke up and told her that he had dreamt that they had a beautiful house with 7 bedrooms. She pretty much told him to keep dreaming. They live in a little rundown farmhouse where all 6 kids share the same room. That afternoon he died.

Weeellll.... turns out Extreme Home Makeover is redoing their house. They've tried to keep it pretty hush hush, but we've known about it for a week or so. Today they are doing the whole "Gooooooood morning family!" routine, interviewing the fam., then sending them to a resort in Florida. Tomorrow the demo starts. We'll be up there on and off this week, so hopefully I can post some pictures of what's going on.

The show maybe slightly cheesy, but you've got to admit they help out people that really need it... More to come....

About Me

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Welcome to Em's world. I am a stay at home/ work at home (when the odd job presents itself) mom. I have the privilege to spend every single day with my sweet/crazy 5 yr. old daughter, Mini M. and my little man, Baby W. who was born May 3rd. I can't forget the best part of my life- my hub. C.N., who happens to be the sweetest, funniest fella alive. We have been married almost 6 years. So that's me and my fam.