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Perfectly Imperfect

So the initial purpose of me starting a blog was just to get writing again. Maybe to some people I could offer a fresh perspective. Maybe to others I can provide a good laugh. Overall, maybe I can just be a break to the usual blogs we read about perfect parenting, deliciously well balanced meals, and meticulously organized and beautifully decorated homes. (No offense to any of those writers. It could be a bit of envy, wishing I could be as put together as you!)

I’m not any of these things. My home is a cluttered mess of unsorted mail, unfolded laundry, and toys all over the floor. But it’s my home. Our dinners sometimes consist of hot dogs and Velveeta shells. But our bellies are full. And as for parenting, well, my kids are usually smiling and always giving me hugs and kisses. So I don’t think I’m screwing that up too bad. I’m so far from perfect, and this is right where I’m supposed to be.

So I want to give this blog thing another go. But I have no idea how I am supposed to relaunch. Am I supposed to tell you all what I’ve been up to for the past 6 months? Am I supposed to just jump in as if I never left? I have no idea. I’m just going with the flow. Stay tuned!


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Change. I’ve always feared that word. I usually like things as they are, no interruptions to my routines, same old thing over and over. I won’t even try new things at restaurants; depending on where we go, I have the one specific menu item that I’m always going to choose. Then something happened. I don’t know if it’s because I turned 30 last year, or if it’s adding a 2nd kid to the mix, or what. But I needed a change in my life big time.

So, I quit my job my full time job. Or as Don prefers I say (because apparently it sounds more positive), I resigned. I was fortunate enough to receive an offer to work part time from home for a small business. Though for some odd reason I stewed for a couple weeks over whether or not this was the best decision for our family, at the end of the day it was a no-brainer. There were finances and benefits to worry about. There’s the thought that this would mean Blake wouldn’t have the same young age schooling opportunities as Carlene had, since he will be home with me now. And then there was the crazy idea of change. But half days from home meant more time being a Mom. So like I said, it ended up being a no-brainer.

This was the very first time in my life I quit a job. I had been with my employer for 7 years. I have been at my bartending job for 12 years (nope, not quitting that one!). Yes, I did have other employment before these things, but they all ended for other reasons. My high school waitressing job ended because the restaurant closed down, and I had just left for college anyway. I was going to work there on my college breaks, so I never officially quit. I taught tennis at a summer camp over the summers throughout high school and college, but I never really quit, I just told them I wasn’t returning the summer after I graduated from college. I was at my college internship for 2 semesters, but once the internship was over, that was the end of that.

So this all went down last month. I’m a few weeks into the new life, and it’s going pretty well. Sometimes it can be a juggling act, trying to give Blake the attention he’s requesting while trying to get my daily work tasks done right (Carlene is in Pre-K, so her life has mostly remained the same, except that now she gets to sleep a little later each day). And I don’t have as much time to do things around the house or try new ventures as I thought I would. But it’s a juggling act I wouldn’t trade for the world. Watching my son grow and learn each and every day is just amazing, and it’s an opportunity I never thought I’d have. I’m feeling so blesssed!

Am I a big fan of change now? Not really, I’m still on the fence. But this change, this was a good one. And who knows, maybe the next time we go out to eat, I’ll be all crazy and order something different off the menu.

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I’m baaaaack…

It’s safe to say my first attempt at blogging was a failure. Not so much with the writing (or at least I hope), but all with the keeping up. It’s been almost 2 months since I last posted. Unfortunately there are only 168 hours in a week and that just hasn’t been enough. HOWEVER, I’m not giving up or losing sight. I want to do this, I really really do! And with some upcoming life changes and a major refocus on priorities, I think I might just be able to. Details on that to follow soon.

So what have I been up to? Let’s start with the rain in my living room. True story. Wait, okay, it wasn’t actual rain, but water from our upstairs bathroom. Pouring right into our living room. At the speed of light. Which lead to a 3 week renovation project resulting in lots of dust. You just can’t contain that stuff! On the upside, the water poured right onto a loveseat that Don hated, so he was happy to finally be able to throw it away without me saying wait until we get new furniture. And I now have recessed lighting and a pretty new ceiling fan. Heck, if you’re pulling everything out anyway, might as well get some upgrades!

And then, there was the flu. Influenza Type B, to be specific. Not me or Don, but both kids. We would have taken it two-fold over having to watch our babies suffer! It took awhile for the kids to get back to their smiley selves, but thankfully they did with no major complications. It just took a great deal of rest, quite a few doses of Tylenol, the constant humming of a humidifier, and lots of cuddles.

As an update to all my previous posts: Damn my Super Bowl prediction was good! I ate cupcakes when I watched the Biggest Loser finale- and when I saw Danni, I wanted to spit them up because she looks so good and I was a bit envious! I still don’t get any sleep. I still do rock out in my minivan each day. As for the New Year’s Resolutions, I’m doing pretty good, but soup every day proved to be a little too repetitive for me.

So thanks for caring enough to stick with me, despite the 2 month lag. More to come!

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Harbowl? Superbaugh? It’s Game Day.

So I may have mentioned it before, but I am a huge sports fan. That makes a day like Super Bowl Sunday a major event in our house. No, we don’t have a party, nor do we attend any parties. Parties are a distraction. And no, neither my favorite team or Don’s favorite team is playing today. But that doesn’t matter. The Super Bowl is a big deal to us each and every year.

In my opinion, the best part of the game is the actual game. Yea, some of the commercials are clever. I still remember that adorable one from a couple years ago with the kid pretending to be Darth Vader who thinks he starts the car. Great commercial.  But I’m not just watching for the commercials.

I’m also not just watching for the halftime entertainment, though I have enjoyed a few acts in recent years, namely Prince, Tom Petty, and Bruce Springsteen. No offense Beyonce, but I haven’t been able to get down with your music since the Destiny’s Child days. If you get some of your former group members out on stage for a rendition of “Bills, Bills, Bills,” then maybe I’ll watch. But I’ll probably spend halftime this year cleaning up from dinner.

Speaking of dinner, we are making the easiest, most delicious chicken tacos known to man, compliments of tastykitchen.com. Of course it’s a recipe I came across on Pinterest. You just take some boneless skinless chicken breasts, a jar of salsa, and a packet of taco seasoning and throw it in the crock pot. We scoop this on some taco shells (hard or soft, doesn’t matter), pile on our favorite toppings, and serve with rice and beans. Yum! And the leftovers are perfect for topping nachos or stuffing quesadillas, or for tortilla soup as you’ll see on the recipe. You can even make a bunch and freeze half for a future dinner.

Now back to the game. I do think it’s pretty awesome to have two brothers facing off as coaches. Their parents must be ridiculously proud and ridiculously torn at the same time. While you know one son will end up on top of the world, the other will be dealing with the loss. But in my opinion, I doubt this will be the last time we see either Harbaugh in the Super Bowl. These are two coaches who will be in the league for a long time.

I think this is going to be an awesome game. I have a lot of respect for both teams, and this is a championship game that could really go either way. But sports fans always have their own predictions, so here’s mine: Ravens 34- Niners 24. Don’t hate on me San Fran. I’m a Jersey girl, so I’m a little partial to Jersey native Joe Flacco and Rutgers star Ray Rice. Overall, I am just looking forward to some quality football.

So here’s to a great Super Bowl Sunday, whether you are in it for the parties, the commercials, the halftime show, or the football. Game on.

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True Life: I’m a slacker.

Well, I’m officially a slacker. My personal goal for the blog was to post at least once a week. But as you can see, the past couple of weeks are a little bare. I have been full of ideas, and I can’t wait to put them in writing. Unfortunately these great ideas like to pop in my head while I’m working, which is why they haven’t made their ways to you yet. But there is a lot more to come, I promise.

So, what’s with the slacking? Let me tell you. When they say 2 kids is significantly harder than 1 kid, they aren’t lying. I’m exhausted! Being back to work has been a big challenge. Mornings in our house are like a 3 ring circus. They start around 5:15…. well, that’s when my alarm goes off. Baby Blake thinks mornings start at 4. Sleep is not his favorite thing.

So let’s start over. My mornings generally start around 4 a.m. by feeding Blake. By the time he’s done eating and we’re back to bed, it’s around 4:45. I do lay back down but really it’s pointless. When my iPhone alarm goes off at 5:15 with the sound of Natasha Bedingfield’s “Unwritten,” I hit snooze. Usually twice. Must be because it’s my favorite song. Anyway, Don actually gets up when his alarm goes off the first time, so by this point he’s already dressed and downstairs, brewing coffee and making lunches. He rocks! And now I’m cursing myself out for oversleeping, and praying that Blake stays asleep just long enough for me to shower.

Now it’s around 6. Don and I are dressed and ready, so now it’s kid time. He gets Carlene up and ready, and I love overhearing their daily discussions over what she’s going to wear. “Daddy, I want to wear a dress!” “Carlene, just wear jeans today, it’s cold outside.” “Noooo Daddy, I can only wear dresses to school! I’ll wear leggings with it!” It seriously cracks me up that she will only wear dresses to school. She didn’t get that from me, because I rarely wear a dress. She’s just living up to her Princess title I guess!

Luckily for me, Blake couldn’t care less what he wears. His biggest concern is eating again, so I just need to be speedy in getting him changed. All 4 of us are downstairs around 6:20. I feed Blake, Don gets Carlene her breakfast. Whew. Now it’s just a matter of getting out the door by 7.

We load up the van with the necessary 7 bags (see: Somebody’s got a case of the Mondays). Don helps to get the kids in the van, kisses us all goodbye, and hops into his work truck. I take the kids to daycare (school, as we call it). And then I too am off to work. And when I finally get to my desk around 8, I take a big giant deep breath, and stare at the wall for about a minute before diving into my day. After all, I already feel like I’ve run a damn marathon!

I wish feeling like you’ve run a marathon burned the calories of actually running a marathon. I’d have that pre-kid beach body back in no time. But none of this is an excuse for the lack of recent posts! I’ll try to do better going forward, I promise!


I bet Bob Harper loves chocolate cake too.

Why is it that whenever I watch an episode of The Biggest Loser, I end up craving chocolate cake? Don and I watch for inspiration and motivation. He wants to be more active, and I have a few pounds to lose. But I just can’t get my mind off of having a nice large slice of fudgey goodness.

ridiculously good chocolate cake

ridiculously good chocolate cake (Photo credit: thepinkpeppercorn)

Don had to have knee surgery a little over a year ago, and he is now unable to do high impact exercises, such as running. At the time, he was running regularly, so it was a blow to his routine. We went out and bought a stationary bike as an alternative. I was excited, because we set up the bike right in front of the TV. Now I had no excuses- I could watch TV and exercise at the same time! I love multi-tasking!
This lasted all of a month. Next thing you know I was pregnant with Baby Blake, and I considered just getting off the couch to be my exercise for the day. And now, well, I have no excuse other than being a slacker.
I’m fairly certain that Bob, Jillian, and Dolvett would all kick my ass in the gym for saying their health and fitness show makes me crave chocolate cake. I don’t think that’s what they are going for. And if The Biggest Loser doesn’t get me going, what on earth will?
We were supposed to get our own version of the show going at my part time job, but somehow that fell through. I was ready to rock and roll, especially since the plan was for each of us to throw in 10 bucks and winner would take all. I’m way too competitive to let that slip easy! I guess the constant temptations of boneless buffalo wings and french fries were just too much for some of my coworkers to avoid, because the contest never even got started. And with the lack of competition, I lost my motivation.
So maybe I should pull out a swimsuit or some skinny jeans and make note of how they don’t fit. And maybe while I am at the grocery store, I should keep walking past the salt and vinegar potato chips I love so much. Maybe I could make use of Bob’s deck of cards workout that he used on this past week’s episode. It looked easily doable on your own at home!
And then I will reward myself with that chocolate cake I can’t stop thinking about. What, you didn’t actually think I would forget about it that quick, did you?

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Sleep? What’s that?

I’m pretty sure I have evolved into a human being that doesn’t require sleep. That’s not to say I don’t want sleep, because I do. I just don’t get any. I still manage to get by, thanks to coffee. But oh how I wish for a solid night of shut eye.

I’m a mom of 2. I have a husband I really like and want to spend quality time with, and a home that requires attention as well. I work full time for an insurance company managing a team of 7, and part time as a bartender, 2 nights a week. I think it is safe to say I am a little busy.

Most nights I average about 4 good hours of uninterrupted sleep. Some nights it’s as low as 2. On a Saturday night, I might luck out and get about 6. I have maybe had 5 good sleeps in the past 5 years.

But ya know what? That’s okay! I live by the line “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” Life is way too awesome to worry about being tired. Okay, yes, sometimes I wish Blake wouldn’t decide that 2:30 am sounds like a good time to eat. But I can look at it as extra cuddle time, which means even more to me now that I am back to work. And let’s face it, I love sports far too much to miss big games… Or any games for that matter. So that is totally my fault.

Not to mention, we are all in the same boat people. Has anyone ever said, oh I get plenty of sleep! Doubtful. So there’s really no sense in complaining, because the sleepy person next to you doesn’t want to hear it! Grin and bear it!

I am planning to get some sleep in about 20ish years. Maybe. Or maybe once you are a parent, you truly never sleep again. If not, that’s okay. I wouldn’t trade any bit of this in for the sake of boring sleep!