tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945452643765761412024-03-05T20:47:32.076-05:00The d is before the n“My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.” - Jack KerouacAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.comBlogger92125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-67275398571897396352015-01-31T10:19:00.003-05:002015-01-31T10:23:17.436-05:00How to cook a really damn good piece of meatI'm standing in my kitchen, letting the smell of my first cup of coffee lull me into consciousness. My two-year-old is bringing me Spot it! cards (to play? who knows with a 2-yo?). I notice he's taking the longest route from where I'm standing to where the box sits on the coffee table in the adjacent living room, over and under the baby's 'stim gym.' He calls me to help him on the potty and I'm Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-43825330739458670662014-11-11T15:32:00.000-05:002015-01-31T15:35:05.756-05:00Dude.
Wehadababyit'saboy.
More later...
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-71195586972027348122013-04-16T10:25:00.001-04:002013-04-16T10:26:49.086-04:00Seven Months LaterIt's been a little over seven months since DH and I set a new 'course.' He brought it up the other day and so I thought I'd take stock of our progress.
Mentally, I feel like I've made some headway. I'm much more thoughtful when it comes to 'stuff,' both in terms of getting rid of excess possessions and the acquisition of new ones. Yes, I bought four pair of stretchy pants at Target two weeks agoAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-35706071467891598062013-04-10T09:04:00.004-04:002013-04-10T09:04:53.829-04:003 and 23 (months, that is)
Last week DD turned 23 months old and DS, 3 months old. They grow and change so fast, as anyone with kids knows or anyone, period, has probably heard from people with kids!
DD's vocabulary continues to grow and she's hit the parrot stage big time in the past week or so. The funny thing, is she'll repeat anything. The scary thing is, she'll repeat anything. Definite points for NOT baby-talking Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-65722569832783686582013-02-21T10:45:00.000-05:002013-02-25T10:50:47.818-05:00A Birth StoryHappy belated 11 weeks birthday to my baby boy...
This is his birth story.
I had a couple of light contractions, but felt they were 'stronger' than
Braxton Hicks, around 7:30pm on Wednesday, December 5th. I decided to track them, since
they seemed to be fairly regular. Easy with a smart phone, although DH and I decided we didn't like the first 'free' app I found and ended up using a Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-76368456769254919552012-12-11T13:26:00.002-05:002013-02-20T16:18:35.598-05:00It's a Boy!
December 6, 2012 at 2:50am. 9lb, 15oz, 20.75"
Mom and son are doing great! DD loves her baby brother, too. More later...
(yes, that's a 10-pound baby) Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-29495664322446701572012-12-05T11:53:00.003-05:002012-12-05T15:31:20.568-05:00Demolition continues
Demolition
continued last Friday, part of Saturday, and yesterday (Tuesday). The
masonry chimney came down, which was pretty dramatic to us. It had once served an
oil furnace, not a fireplace... and the
placement wouldn't have worked for a wood stove, which we did
consider.
Getting rid of the chimney and related framing gave us an additional 10 sf of space in the Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-14113469132367924322012-11-29T14:06:00.001-05:002012-12-05T10:48:39.750-05:00Progress! (exhausting progress)First and foremost, demolition started today!
We applied for the refinance on our house on a Friday in mid-October and had the
appraisal scheduled for the following Monday morning, so spent the whole weekend furiously
cleaning and finishing up as many almost-completed projects as we could. Not the easiest task, especially with a toddler who wants to be involved and won't really nap. With greatAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-27870140274483886852012-11-15T10:41:00.001-05:002012-11-15T10:41:15.275-05:00Doing it Right!Our good friend, Berne, who I credit with "If you’ve got the ability and opportunity… and you’re NOT doing it… then you’re doing it wrong," is racing in the 45th Baja 1000 today! He'll be co-driving the second leg (of four) in the #401 Shaffer Motorsports car.
B, driving down to King of the Hammers 2010
He and his wife drove down from Portland, picking up a photographer, a spare Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-46703362704647839802012-10-31T09:49:00.000-04:002012-10-31T09:52:12.573-04:0019 Months - The Good, The Bad, & The UglyDD is now 19 months old. Our sweet girl is growing like a weed, she was 21# 11.5oz and 32.5" tall at her 18-month check up, right on track for her personal growth curve. The doctor said 75th percentile for height, but that was actually the first time he's ever mentioned statistics. It has always been obvious, on the graph, that she's taller than average and that her weight is slightly below Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-49237529567639375312012-10-05T10:38:00.002-04:002012-10-05T10:38:47.932-04:00A Bump...I mentioned before that we were planning to have some work done on our house, to make it a little 'nicer' so we can enjoy the next 5-ish years there before we go live on a sailboat. I've had two hiccups come up, just this week, but I'm feeling better about them already.
The contractor who seemed very interested is suddenly very busy
and has declined the project. We spent a bunch of time in Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-25550799588349981562012-09-27T14:54:00.002-04:002012-09-27T15:03:20.115-04:00Setting a Course - Part 2So we haven't completely let the cat out of the bag about our big plans, but I'm talking about it here and with some other friends... not to mention our friends (& neighbor), C and G, who now also appear to have live-aboard fever (sorry guys!). We've, collectively, come across a few books, more sailing blogs, several with kids, and even got a couple of links from the
Schultes... I've also Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-10165189665868194522012-09-25T16:21:00.000-04:002012-09-25T16:21:04.108-04:00You're Doing it WrongI read an interesting post on being afraid to fail
over at The Fearful Adventurer. It talks about projects that remain unfinished and dreams that are never realized, all to avoid
failure; about being "unpleasantly distracted for an entire lifetime." I think we're all guilty of doing that at least occasionally; that's the essence of procrastination. To choose to sit still as opposed to acceptingAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-16185270987003450892012-09-24T10:38:00.000-04:002012-09-24T11:12:00.863-04:00Weekend recap and a surveyWe had the best weekend! Friday was a little rough. I left work a little early and picked up DD, who has been dropping her second nap and gets pretty cranky in the evenings as a result. I was unusually exhausted (even for 29.5 weeks pregnant) and, when DH got home a little early too, took a nap for about an hour. He took DD outside to play and pick up sticks in the yard (it's not child labor whenAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-2559821675059779882012-09-19T11:44:00.000-04:002012-09-19T11:44:59.680-04:00The Ball is RollingWe're still both very excited about the idea of sailing and living aboard (or something) and have found a couple more interesting blogs and articles by people living aboard with kids. Our main 'planning' task is figuring out how to support ourselves. The idea we have is to take a 'shotgun' approach, and identify or develop several marketable skills and see what works and what works well. I read Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-65441888846007926072012-09-14T11:08:00.000-04:002012-09-17T14:53:07.303-04:00Stuff - Part 2Knowing the reasons behind the piles (and not just of clothes) is one thing. Dealing with them is another. It is a process but one that has been underway for some time, due to space limitations of our 880 square foot house. We're kicking it into high gear because, as DH said, "Let's get on with it."
You can search "How to pare down..." and find lots of ideas and tips that say to evaluate your Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-56399615473852892512012-08-27T16:37:00.000-04:002012-08-28T11:50:47.997-04:00Stuff - Part 1OK, yes, I know... I'm busy making plans. Ha. Remember, this is an alternative to the "deferred life plan," as I think Tim Ferriss calls it.
First order of business in preparing for our 'around the world cruise' is getting rid of the clutter that's holding us back...Now, I don't care how much "stuff" anyone else has. Hoarders are weird, but there is definite evidence of bigger (mental?) issues Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-8278251077948549542012-08-23T10:24:00.002-04:002012-09-12T14:53:02.003-04:00Setting a CourseJohn Lennon sang, "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans."Maybe it isn't the most profound statement, but it's one that I like. I try to live in the moment, try to not get dragged down by the past and try not to get too distracted by what lies around the corner. Sure, I think about the future... especially now that I'm a mom, although kids definitely force you to live Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-2774319627757269062012-07-17T10:22:00.000-04:002012-08-27T15:05:58.886-04:00Thankful...When I'm feeling kind of bummed about some things, I try to take a minute and focus on...
Things I love, In no particular order:
1- My husband. It is that simple and yet that all-encompassing. As I've mentioned before, he is my favorite person and my best friend. He makes me laugh and he makes me a better person. We make a good team and we work hard, always there to help each other along the Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-82620135378840549452012-06-20T14:36:00.003-04:002012-11-19T11:30:39.706-05:00A Birth StoryAs I work my way toward month four of my second pregnancy (yep!), this is the story of my daughter's birth.
On March 30, 2011, at 9:57pm, I gave birth to a beautiful and healthy girl. The short version is that I labored for 44 hours ('active' labor for 22 hours) and pushed for 3.5 hours. My daughter was in what is called occiput posterior fetal position, or OP, or 'sunny-side up'. The OP Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-21632188426354505442012-03-30T14:07:00.000-04:002012-06-25T10:24:20.099-04:00Happy Birthday to my little oneHappy First Birthday!
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-91477225538376898682012-03-09T15:05:00.000-05:002012-03-09T15:05:24.114-05:00From the vault...I took a break. A L-O-N-G one. I had posts that were never published...I was just... doing other things. Living life and learning how to be a mom. :) I'm publishing some things, in the order they were written.If there's any chance someone had this on Reader or was otherwise keeping track... that's that.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-14096192536033207142011-03-30T22:55:00.001-04:002012-06-25T10:23:58.564-04:00It's a Girl!March 30, 2011 at 9:57pm. 8lb, 2oz, 21"Mom and daughter are doing great! More later...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-26739787859180013302011-03-09T15:06:00.003-05:002012-03-28T14:46:36.944-04:00More thoughts on being knocked up**again, I think the term is funny...Some random mini-posts I drafted but never published along the way... and now that the cat is *finally* out of the bag...9-18-10 12 weeks! We drove to Maryland so we could tell DH's parents in person. My parents traveled to FL, so we would've had to tell them by phone anyway. We left after work and so, even though the drive went well, we didn't arrive until 11:Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494545264376576141.post-46212444988355782612011-01-29T10:23:00.003-05:002012-03-27T14:36:21.009-04:00Some thoughts on being knocked up**I don't mind that term, by the way, DH uses it and I think it's funny.I still have about two months to go before 'the baby,' as DH and I call this little one, arrives, so I'm far from an expert. I'm not even to what is supposedly the toughest part... the 'big fat moo cow' phase, as a friend once called herself.DH and I decided on not rushing to tell anyone... we waited to the 12th week to tell Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120749044636787633noreply@blogger.com0