Curse you FaceBook!

I'm really starting to loathe Facebook. I find myself mindlessly scrolling through the usual pompous, self-righteous status updates, political stances and self modeled posy pictures and I feel myself dying a little inside.  I most definitely could be doing something more productive with my day than looking at everybody elses lives. I should be cleaning my house, or playing with my son or reading a book....doing my damn homework. I think i'm going to deactivate for the month of March and see what a difference it makes in my life. I will miss words-with-friends though. :( oh well...I made a hanging scrabble board for my house. I should start using it.

I actually said to my husband, "Why is everybody always modeling on Facebook?" They take a picture of themselves every time they go anywhere or do anything and it always in the same stance?" (Hand on hip, Camera above the head)

And he said, "You used to do the same thing!"

Me: ".........................." (Shamed, stunned and disappointed)

PROOF:

Seeing this for myself makes my feel pretty sheepish,  hypocritical and silly. I don't know why I thought I was so important or extra glamorous these particular days. I haven't found myself doing this as of late and I wonder what sparked the change. I guess there are things in my life more important than me these days. Most of the pictures I post are of my son or my husband. I guess its rare that i'm even dressed or picture worthy and I don't exactly feel "supah sexy." But i'm ok with that. Maybe I'll start posting pictures of myself with my whispies everywhere, in my sweats with no bra on and zit cream on my face.  Keep it extra real! LOL

No Facebook challenge??....I'll keep you updated on what I decide.

Snot Face

Well i'm officially feeling like shit. I knew it would hit me sooner or later. I thought by some miracle that breastfeeding would be my savior. I figure since I'm a factory of immunity that I must be getting a little of that goodness in my veins as well as passing onto my son via breast-milk...right? Wrong. We're both friggin sick.  One of the shittiest things about being sick, for me, is that I NEVER blow my nose. I don't know if I picked up this revolting habit as a child but I just suck all that crap back up into my face and wonder why i'm not getting any better.

For my son though, this is his first bout with any kind of illness and it has not been fun. He's breathing and coughing like he smokes 30 packs of Marlboro's a day. The bulb syringe aka Snot Sucker...literally sucks. That thing gets nothing out of him. Plus, along with all the infants of the world since the thing was invented...he hates it. He doesn't have much control of his hands yet, but he sure knows how to swat that thing away from his face. I've got Vicks on his chest and feet and the humidifier on blast. He still wakes up happy and smiling, so I guess it really bothers me more than it bothers him.

And i'm also really glad that he hasn't noticed that I've been plopping him in his swing for a few hours a day because I do not have to patience to occupy him or figure out what he screaming about. At least, not while i'm sick.

My grandmother has given me all the secret "cure-all" natural remedies passed down through the ages, which I have yet to try because they all sound pretty crazy.  She told me to drink hot water with garlic. (Wonder if hubby will enjoy that one?),  gargle with apple-cider vinegar, and squirt breast-milk up mine and my son's noses. Mmmm...Decisions, decisions. LOL...I may very well try them. Can't hurt right?

I have been drinking lots of tea and trying to blow my nose often. I'm afraid to breathe around here. I feel like i'm infecting the entire house. Both of my guys like to snuggle and be close, so I gotta get over this thing quick.

Sunday Confession

I did it. I finally did something mindless and stupid that probably gave me a few premature gray hairs. 

YESTERDAY I LOCKED COEN IN THE CAR WITH MY KEYS!

My friend and I have started training for our 5K and we met up at the walkway for our weekly run.  Let me just briefly say this; it takes every ounce of my being to get my ass out of bed and go anywhere. It takes me double the time to get ready for a half hour trip. It hardly seems worth it. This is my scope of thinking when I usually decide, "eff it, we're not going!"  I've vowed not to be lazy, so...I got up and rushed over. Sleepy-eyed and annoyed (at my own laziness really) I got out of the car, opened the back door, locked the doors, and started gathering my stuff to put in the stroller.  I started  talking and not paying attention when I put my keys in the diaper bag and then shut the door. As tired as I was...I snapped to life, I realizing  immediately what I had done.  I'm not sure if its possible for me to be pale, but I could feel all of the color leave my cheeks and I started to panic! "Oh my God, Oh my God!" is all I could say. My friend is like "What? What's wrong?" Somehow I managed to say "doors locked...keys in...baby!"

Well luckily her hubby works at a car dealership and she called him up and they sent out their locksmith. He was there in about 10 minutes. It felt like 10 hours! I kept looking at him through the back window and he must have thought I was playing peek-a-boo or something because he was just smiling and laughing. I felt horrible. Luckily it wasn't a 90 degree day and the guy showed up quickly.  I'm sure I could have called the police and they would've opened it for me but what kind of questions would have been raised? Me and the po-pos have never been chummy. Note to self:  get a spare key made!

Sadly, I feel that this is only the beginning of my idiotic endeavors as a mother.

Flashback Friday

Me

looking extra chunky at about 2 or 3. 

My wrists remind me of my son's. 

Like I had an elastic around it too long and the circulation got cut off  :)

I especially love my hot pink corduroy overalls!

4 months old

Today my son is 4 months old. It is not joke when people say "It will go by fast." I'm trying to recall where the time went. Most of it flew by with the holidays I guess.

 I'm so proud of my lil guy. Also relieved that he healthy so far. 

He's ready for rice, and he's rolling over from back to front. He's very calm and content most days. He is very observant. Quietly taking everything in. Happy. We are very lucky.

Hanging Out with Daddy

Meeting Great Grandma Carol for the first time

Finally able to sit in the Moby right so mama can handle some chores

My bare-chested boys

Flashback Friday

I just found this picture on my mom's camera.
Look how happy and excited and naive we are! LOL

(When my lil bump finally started to show)

My Funny Valentine

So today is Valentine's Day. I'll admit I did not always enjoy it. Not that I hated it, but when you're single...seeing everybody else having someone thinking of them (even if just for one day) was kind of depressing. I'd always work and people would be like "Why are you working today? Who's your valentine?" and i'd be like "I'm my valentine, now Shut-up sucka!" LOL But now I have my Love and for me...everyday is Valentines Day. We  just try to keep it simple. My husband and I make chocolate covered strawberries every year and we make each other cards. I could not make a card this year because...I have my hands full. But I did make him some "Bacon Roses" and lunch. (see my Doin it Myself section for pics and tutorial link) I went to the store to get my supplies for our strawberries and I realized...they charge an arm and a leg for stuff for V-day when you could just make it yourself for half the price. I saw a box of 4 chocolate covered strawberries for $8. I paid $12 for chocolate, strawberries and  I even got a box of No-Bake cheesecake (Ready-made cheesecake is so delicious...but SOOOO expensive). So...if you don't want to spend a gang of money I will show you how to do it yourself.

Strawberries 2 for $4, Chocolate Almond Bark, $5
(already owned non-stick pan and parchment paper)

First you wash your strawberries in cold water

Then you dry them thoroughly with a paper towel

Melt the chocolate in a non-stick pan on LOW heat

Stir continuously  to keep from burning and hardening

grab the strawberry by the...husk(?) and dip in chocolate

Place on parchment paper

Let cool and harden

You can stop there and enjoy or...

Optional

Remove "husk"

Dip undipped end into chocolate

Let cool.. and enjoy

(We ate some) But this is the final result :)
Place leftovers in the fridge...MMMM

$3 

Not the prettiest but...delicious none-the-less!

Double your pleasure :)

My Day

Daddy stole us some Balloons :)

"Bah LOOOON!"

My lil Love Machine!

http://www.instructables.com/id/Bacon-Roses/
Bacon Roses I made for hubby

Took a walk with my boys

My favorite part of Valentine's Day is seeing my husband's cards. 

This cartoon version of himself cracks me up!

2012 Card/CD

This is the CD Jacket

1. Strawberry Letter 23-The Brothers Johnson

2. I think we're alone now-Tommy James & The Shondells

3. I Found You- Alabama Shakes

4. Early in the morning-James Vincent McMorrow

5. Remember the Time-Michael Jackson

6. Strings-Young the Giant

7. I've got a name-Jim Croce

8. Sailin Away-Anthony Hamilton

9, A lover like you-Avett Brothers

10. ThankYou-Boys II Men

2011 Card (he he!)

2010 Card