Archive for February, 2011

February 21, 2011

the dirty truth

a few posts ago i wrote about the picture-perfect homes featured in blogs i read – clutter-free, perfectly organized, decorated beautifully – and the inadequacy i feel when i look around my own home, even though i understand that the pretty blog homes are not always so spectacular in their natural state.  so, in protest of the presentation of feigned perfection, i am airing my dirty laundry…metaphorically speaking.  (fear not, i am not actually going to show you a picture of Laundry Mountain because no one needs to see my worn underpants and sweaty gym clothes.)

the most lived-in area of the home:  kitchen and family room

kitchen:  dishes in the sink.  piles of clutter. torrents of dust rolling across every surface. my kitchen is impossible to keep clean, and will never be photo-worthy in its natural state.

family room:  toys everywhere.  dust bunny revolution in full force.  kid on the couch watching “Yo Gabba Gabba,” still wearing pajamas at 2pm.

i’ll spare you the details of our bathrooms; toilets in need of scrubbing, spot-covered mirrors, tubs whose memories of their last deep-clean have long been forgotten.  and don’t get me started on laundry-related rants.  it’s a never-ending battle; trying to keep a clean home when there are two kiddos running around is an exercise in futility.  stay tuned…

February 16, 2011

it’s gonna be a great day

because i say it is so. I woke to a messy house; toys strewn all over, dust bunnies plotting a hostile takeover from every corner of the room, yesterday’s dishes piled in the sink, but I won’t let it get me down. Spring is in the air. the weather is warm and slightly breezy, the sky is clear, the streets in our neighborhood have finally been kissed by sunshine and have thrown off the cover of snow that has held on for the last few weeks. I have the windows and doors of the house wide open, inviting in the springtime breezes to banish the winter gloom out of the deep, dormant recesses of our home. I’m wearing flip-flops in February. yes, it will be a great day.

February 12, 2011

things i’m loving today

oh, it’s been one of those up and down days.  the girl-child is driving me mad these days (both good mad, and bad mad) with her wild energy (both amazing, creative energy and maddening, feisty energy).  she is awesome, but she is three.  the mood swings that accompany three are mind-boggling.  i had a “bad mom” moment this afternoon, which included the slamming of a bedroom door after my girl-child had slammed said door into her brother’s head while she was supposed to be in timeout for hitting me on the head with a block of legos.  i went to the gym to sweat out the grumps and then my sweet girl greeted me with “i love yous” when i got home.   i’m not proud of my little meltdown, and i feel so defeated when i lose my cool and throw a tantrum right along with my girl.  some role model i am, huh?   my boy-child is delicious and lovely, but perhaps i am biased as my mamalove for him is yet untainted as he cannot talk back and sass me with a fierce tongue like his older sister who tests my patience daily.  so in an attempt to focus on gratitude and maintain the tiny fragments of sanity i still possess, i’m focusing on things that make me happy…

  • coffee.  my wonderful husband recently purchased a Keurig coffee machine for us and it has made my addiction that much easier to maintain.  it’s dangerous, really.
  • wine.   because what mom can get through the day without wine?  (don’t answer that.  if you’re one of those moms, we can’t be friends.  only kidding.  i just haven’t met a lot of non-drinking moms.)
  • knitting, and the compulsive yarn-buying that goes along with it.  i confess that i have a mad case of knitting ADD, with about 5 projects on the needles simultaneously; i can’t seem to focus to get through one thing before starting another.
  • Friday Night Lights.  because, duh.  i watched the finale on wednesday and again tonight.  i cried like a baby.  i cried like someone died over here.  i half wish i were kidding about this, because it’s just a tv show, but i cannot lie.  it was rough.
  • my baby boy.  i seriously get a pang of heartache that i can only compare to the longing of homesickness whenever i’m away from him.  he is my delightful little peach.  he turned 9 months old on monday and i cannot believe that he’s been out of me now for as long as he was in, more or less.  he is awesome, i can’t say it any other way.
  • running.  i’m back on the treadmill, friends.  i can’t say that i ever want to run long distances again but i’m probably going to run another half-marathon this fall.  it feels so good to be running again, to be using my legs and pushing my body.  i’m only running 5 miles at a time but that’s enough right now.
  • Pinterest.  an amazing site where i catalog my ideas for home projects, design, style, crafts, and collect pretty pictures of pretty things.
  • watching news from Egypt.  i’m an absolute news junkie, i love politics, i love history, i love thinking about the big picture of the world how the pieces in this great big global puzzle fit together.  watching this revolution unfold and witnessing history is just incredible.  it’s so awesome to think back over my short (33 year) lifetime and reflect on the major historical events that have taken place, and then think about how my children will do the same when they’re older and how they too will reflect on events like this democratic revolution in Egypt and be awestruck that *this* happened in their lifetime.
  • mimosas.  i bought a bottle of bubbly on a whim on monday.  you know, because the Bachelor was on, and what goes better with the shallow depravity of scantily clad, fame-hungry women fighting for a shallow, depraved, fame-hungry Man On A Journey than champagne, right?  so Mimosa Monday was followed by Mimosa Friday (which, i know, is totally not as catchy, alliteration be damned) but the drinks were equally as enjoyable.  i think we’ve started a new trend and have utterly disproved the belief that mimosas are a brunch-only beverage.
  • my bed.  seriously, i have the most comfortable mattress and the cuddliest sheets in the world.  nestling into my cocoon every night is delicious.

and on that note…i’m going to go climb into my nest, crack open a book, and drift off to dreamland (i hope).