My Little Life

I've been searching for a pair of navy blue flats...I've had my eye on Lucky Emmies, because: Tieks, gah. I can't bring myself to spend that much $$ on a pair of dang flats! Boots? Maybe...but flats? Heck to the no. So, I decided to just go ahead and order the Emmies online last week, only, if I spent a little more money I got free shipping so WHY NOT TWO EMMIES?! Yes, I'm glad you agree. Let me tell you an interesting (some might say, "high maintenance") fact about myself. I love...I ADORE...ordering shoes online and you wanna know why? Because 99.9% of the time they arrive in pristine and pure form and have never, ever touched the foot of another human being. It's like some soul satisfying thing for me to slip my foot into a shoe that no one else's stinky foot has ever touched. (I know, I know...my poor husband has to put up with me. Poor guy.) Back to my Emmies...so, my navy ones arrive and just like always, I sighed a sigh of utter contentmen...

Well now, look at me, rocking my "blog everyday" resolution. Why do I set such lofty goals?! Ugh. Also: this is why I never choose "working out" as my resolution...because 37 seconds into it I'd be all, "nah...too much work, please pass the chips." In my defense, life is INSANE right now...insane with a dose of PMS to top it off. So yes, you SHOULD feel sorry for my husband right now. And my kids. And my co-workers. And pretty much anyone that looks at me or crosses my path or BREATHES THE SAME DAMN AIR AS ME. Because it sucks to be them. During our event meeting tonight I realized that the big day is next Friday. Ahem. Did you hear that? NEXT Friday! I just lost a week of my life and suddenly OH MY GOSH everything has suddenly become super urgent. Urgent as in, it should've been done last week. Interesting tidbit: we suddenly have more empty bottles of wine in our recycling than usual. Don't get me wrong, though...I enjoy organiz...

Today was like a weird time warp...I got to work, turned around and suddenly it was lunchtime?! Then, I swear to you, it took 17 hours, SEVENTEEN HOURS, to go from lunchtime until the end of the day. What the heck. In the future, I'd prefer my days go much like this morning did...lightening fast! Anyway...happy Friday the 13th! I'm feeling bad for my L&D friends right now. Friday the 13th AND a full moon??? Ugh. I can't imagine what tonight will be like...but I guess I'll find out because I work there tomorrow morning! Yahoo! I think? I have this weird love/hate with my hospital shifts...as they are approaching, I sort of dread them, but then I get there it's totally different...I enjoy it and the time flies! I was asked if I was going to Five Question Friday again...and you know what? I think I will! Maybe not every Friday, but that was fun, wasn't it?! Off I go to a hockey game! See you tomorrow (but really, probably Sunday)! M.

Here's something you may or may not know about me...my husband and I teach religion classes for a class of 9th graders in our parish. It's equally exhausting and exhilarating. These kids. One moment something amazing and deep and enlightening comes out of their mouths and the next moment they're suddenly talking about SnapChat and nicknames and OHMYGOSH I HAVE PHYED FOR TWO HOURS!  I can't keep up. Well, I mean...I lie. I guess I can. I get sucked up into their sidetracks so quickly I don't know what hit me and pretty soon I find myself trying to find a lesson in what they were talking about but realizing that in NO WAY does it pertain to what we were talking about before the sidetrack and then I just defer to my patient husband. Who sits there shaking his head at me. Please send help. For my husband...he could use a more focused teaching partner! ;) We teach in our house, which leads to a really nice, relaxed, conversational approach to teaching...but a...

I bet you all thought, "Oh sure, EVERYDAY, M.???" and that I was about to go two whole days with no blog post, right?! Well, have no fear! Your Day 10 blog post is here! It's been a couple of long days...if I've said it once, I've said it a million times, sweet young mamas, embrace these newborn/infant/toddler days. You think they are busy and exhausting, now, but I would give ANYTHING for just one day when my kiddos were itty bitty. When our worries were about whether we were going to have mac and cheese for lunch (again) and if I would be able to coordinate nap times successfully (usually not). Sigh...such is life. And growing up is good too. (*Gulp*...look at my babies!!! Waaaaaaah!!! Oh, and my adorable itty bitty nephew, too!) I guess. ;) Anyway, yes. Busy. Crazy. Work, activities, friends, 21st birthday parties (no not mine, but you're so sweet for thinking so! Oh...wait...nevermind...), committees, school fundraisers, HOCKEY. Gah.  This, m...

When I said "everyday", you didn't think I meant EVERYday, everyday, did you? Yesterday I was home for one hour...ONE hour before we came home for the night, I showered and hit the sack. I was tiiiiiiired. Worked a hospital shift (yup, I still do that whole Labor and Delivery thing...I just can't seem to give it up!), came home, snuck in a 45 minute power nap, headed to the arena for a concession stand shift, then watched my hockey player play, went out for a late supper, and whoa.   It was a long day. So, some of you that know me may be scratching your head thinking, "Hockey? Really?"...yup. We succumbed. Our 13 year old broke us down and talked us into letting him play youth hockey. It's been the best and worst decision we've ever made. Worst because: Hockey life. Ugh. (No down time, no free weekends, lots of dedicated time, blergh.) Best because: It turns out this kiddo has some passion and skill for the game. For a first year skater ...

My babe. Just when I start to feel like the sand is slipping through my fingers and my babies are growing up too fast, something like this happens: She followed me into the bathroom (because: OF COURSE I can't pee in peace) after school one day, snuggled into her cozy blanket. I did my business and went to waste a few split seconds on my phone to chill after work, figuring she'd follow me out. Before long I realized she hadn't come out...I went to check on her and there she was, sound asleep on the bathroom floor. And then today. Curled up on her chair in her bedroom, fast asleep while waiting to go to her brother's hockey game (THAT is another post for another day. Hockey, that is...). These moments ground me...they make me realize that while I am sad that my babies are growing so fast, that they are still just that: My babies. They always will be. See you tomorrow! M.