Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Sunday, November 27, 2011

A cheese-gut is cute...right?

Bad blogger checkin' in!

Man, it's going to be great/terrible when Tommy gets a job and has to leave me every day.  I honestly don't know how I'll do it.  I've been beyond useless the last few weeks.  Really, the worst it's ever been.  If I can manage to "only" throw up once or twice in a day, I consider it a huge success, even if I pass out for 2 hours on the sofa.  And then fall asleep at 8:24 p.m. for the evening.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Get your OMG face ready

I was trying to figure out a way to break this to you gently, but I just can't seem to find the right words that won't cause people to make that face at me.  Well, they would make that face at me if I was a regular folk, but since I have a track record of making people make that face, most people I know have stopped bothering to make the face at all.  Oh, you know the face....


Sunday, November 20, 2011

Insert Interesting Title Here

The good news: I'm not dead.

But, still no call from the prospective new employer with the yay or nay on Tommy getting that job.  They said they'd call every candidate, so we know we'll get some closure at some point.  I just wish that point was about three days ago, ya know?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Conspiracy Deja Vu

There is no way for me to express, without sounding like an absolute baby, the amount of wreck that I am.  So I won't try.  I'll just be completely lazy blogger instead and share this blast from the past.  Viva ElDonkeyGuy!

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Monday, November 14, 2011

The Joy of Community

There is not much we love more than having people over to our house.  My husband is amazing in the kitchen.    He is such a gracious host.  And he knows that I'm more likely to appreciate a splurge in the grocery area if it's for the purpose of feeding others (because he is clever like that).

Saturday, November 12, 2011

I Hate Being Pregnant

I'll only torture you with this once.  As much as I'm going to want to moan and complain for every second of every day for the next 223 days (or so.  Not that I'm counting or anything.), I know that y'all get enough whining from your toddlers and your teenagers and your co-workers and your customers and that you come here to....I don't know....hang out with the personification of your Id who says a bunch of stuff you didn't even know you were thinking or were too reasonable to actually say out loud, probably.

See?  Man, I am in bad shape.  I don't even know what I just said.  Anyway.

I. Hate. Being. Pregnant.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Burritos at 2 a.m.

My friends, I've been so busy (read: puking my face off).  You know, just doing this and that around the house (read: falling asleep in the middle of sentences and eating burritos at 2 a.m.).  But I had to take a break from all the barfing mayhem to let Cecilia make this little announcement:

Dear end of June, please get here soon.


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Saturday, November 05, 2011

How to Get Free GYMBOREE Clothes for your Kids

I just placed an order on  My credit card will be charged only $3.50, which includes tax and shipping.  Only $3.50 for $128.80 worth of clothing.  If you are even moderately clever, you can easily pay $0.00.

gmail screenshot of order confirmation
What the what!?!?!?

Friday, November 04, 2011

7 Quick Takes Friday: Chia Obama and digging a trench

If you need someone to just go to the store and get the one thing you're looking for and come straight home, do NOT ask my husband.  If, on the other hand, you look forward to special treats found cheap at the local second-hand store, then he is your man.  Exhibit A: On a mission to Goodwill for a new tie, he came home with this:

Thursday, November 03, 2011

He is in his interview RIGHT NOW!

As I'm writing this, Tommy is in his first interview.  Or he's finished it but just hasn't called me.  Or he got the time wrong and it hasn't started yet. I DON'T KNOW WHICH AND I'M STARING AT THE PHONE WAITING FOR IT TO RING.

Wednesday, November 02, 2011

A Woman with a Heart of Gold (history, volume 5)

(this is part 5 of an ongoing memoir series.  Read parts 1, 2, 3 and 4 first for everything to make more sense...)

Those Detroit days were golden.  The days before you can really remember all the details.  The days before the teenaged angst.  Days of learning to ride bikes and sleepovers and being in plays.

Holidays with grandma and my gaggle of cousins.

I loved talking about my grandma last week.  We need more about her.

Kathryn, before her 14 children and her 32 grandchildren and thirtysomething (and counting!) great-grandchildren.  Just Kay, on a date with her beau Tony.

Tuesday, November 01, 2011

One Simple Way to help Prevent Breast Cancer

If you have breasts or you love someone who has breasts, stay here.

If you are not a lover of cancer, or are in fact, perhaps, a hater of cancer, stay here.

If you think people shouldn't make money off of doing harm to others, please stay here.
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