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When Do We Lose Our Posture?

I’ve been watching the kids and marveling at how ram-rod straight they sit. On the floor, in a chair, playing a game, eating…whatever. And I’m wondering when we “unlearn” this? I mean, we must have all started out like this, right? So – at what point is it that we start to slouch?

Is it when we figure out that we’re “supposed” to be self-conscious? Like…when your breasts come in before all of your friends…or if you think you’ve got a tummy?

Burke is a “leaner” – so I’m actually not sure if he’s a sloucher yet. Maggie is still pretty straight, unless she’s on the couch watching TV. Logan’s still little enough to not bend. 🙂

Mommy “Dating”

The Boston Globe just put an article out about the Perils of Mommy Dating. Go ahead and read it…I’ll wait until you get back. 🙂

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So, what’d you think?

It basically states that being a mom trying to meet other moms is as nerve wracking as when you were single trying to meet a guy. I couldn’t agree more!! Of course, with my twins club, we have a similar “online dating” club as the one mentioned in the article. And with my blog, I’ve found more “like minds” – so that’s cool.

But … I totally get the being nervous at the school drop-off and pick-up. I’m always looking around and thinking “Man. They’ve got it so together…here I am in my baseball cap again because I just couldn’t fit the shower in BEFORE I dropped these guys off. *sigh* ”

And THEN I remember the few times I was sitting at Burke’s Speech class and the mommies with baseball caps came in to pick their kids up. At that time I thought “Man. She probably just came from the gym…she’s got it so together.” But…what if she was just like me and didn’t get her shower in before picking up her kids? Blows the mind 🙂

My Dream Machine

I want a front loading washer that is also a dryer. One machine.

Seriously – how hard would it be to make this washing/drying machine? They already have front-loading washers. There’s already a mechanism to “block” the holes in it so that it gets filled with water; the same type of thing can be used for the drying cycle. Or make it so that the whole drum rotates … water through the holes for the washing cycle – CLICK: drum rotated – air through the holes for the drying cycle.

I want to be able to set both cycles from the beginning…including if I don’t want to dry the clothes at all…or if I want the machine to pause and wait for me to say “okay – go” for the drying cycle (you know, if there are bras and such that need to be taken out and hung up first).

Now, I know you may be thinking, “But, you dry a load while the next load is washing…it’ll take longer if it’s the same machine.” I’ve thought about this…and it actually won’t be – at least for me. For the number of hours I forget about the laundry and it just sits there, this machine will make up for that. And no more laundry sitting in the washer – wet – overnight!

Or…get two “Clothes Clean” machines (see? I’ve already named it!) to replace the two (washer/dryer) you’ve already got – the space is already there – and you’ll get it done even faster than you could have before. 🙂

Now…who’s going to make this for me?

****EDIT**** Snick just let me know that they *DO* make these! Who knew?? Here’s the link she provided: http://www.lgwasherdryer.com/combos/wm3431hw.htm Anybody use one of these? Have they improved since she used one in Europe?  Thanks Snick!!

Play Dates

When I first had the twins, I had grand thoughts of play dates and connecting with other moms and other kids. Mmm hmmm. The kids were born early – and in January – so we weren’t really allowed to take them out anywhere – for a while – for fear their preemie lungs would get sick. When I was finally able to take them out it was SO.NOT.FUN. And not because of the company we were in – seriously!! I didn’t get it. I really wanted the kids to PLAY. Ya right – too little. I really wanted to be able to talk with other moms. Ya right – too many little ones wanting too many things. What was the point of this play date thing again??

So then, the kids got a little older and I thought perhaps we might enjoy ourselves if we tried again. Mmm hmmm. Still to young to enjoy playing with other kids, and now they were hauling a$$ in different directions, so I still didn’t get to have any fun. I was so busy trying to keep them from wrecking the place or killing each other that I wasn’t able to chat with the other mom(s) at all.

Eventually, we got it. Play dates are FUN!! The kids play, the moms chat. All is right with the world. Except…now that I *want* to have play dates, I never have the TIME to have them. Is it wrong to ask everyone you know to come over on the ONE day you might have free?

Not Quite Right

On my way home from work yesterday, there was a big manly man truck in front of me. Not the kind that looks pregnant because of the extra wheels on each side, but big like that. On the rear windshield I saw a sticker: Carhartt.  You know, the “Rugged Outdoor Clothing” stuff.

At first I was like, “Hey – that’s cool – I like Carhartt, and apparently this guy does too.”

But then I got to thinking…uhmm…that doesn’t seem so manly. I mean, think about it – that would be like me putting a Talbots or Anne Klein sticker on my rear windshield. And seriously – have you ever seen one of those? I didn’t think so.

Oh man. It’s been a while again. Sorry!!

Are You Hungry?: What a Card – Uhm…I *might* try some of the things you’ve suggested…but maybe not 😀 Geez Jim, really?? I thought you were pickier than I was…

Happy: Oh good, Sharon – I’m glad to hear that there was no holding back … I’m sure Grandpa slipped in some more goodies as well 😉 Sounds like a great birthday!

WBW: Thank you to everyone for not making me feel self conscious for posting that picture…and kinda like a “rock star” LOL!

Is It Just Me?: WAC – see, your clothes may be too tight…but mine don’t even FIT…like, can’t even button jeans. *sigh* Allison – I’ll have to venture into Lane Bryant (In all my spare time 😉 ). I do like Old Navy, but I’ve noticed that all of their fabric is so THIN…I kind of like a little bit left to the imagination (or at least covered so as to not gross everyone out 😛 ) Gio – You totally saw my eyes rolling from here, right? LOL I only feel a *little* sorry for you that you have to shop in the juniors section. TOO FUNNY about the Juicy butt though HAHAHA Mommy, Esq. – It’s a date! I’d love to go shopping with you 🙂 Cheryl – A sack of wet kittens, huh? That sounds…hm. Words fail. *grin* Rhonda – You make a very good point. And no worries – my thunder is still around somewhere. LOL

A Big Sea of Greatness: Goddess – oooh, I bet BNL is awesome in concert…I could see them having the same type of energy. Hmm…something to check out. WOO HOO!! Debi’s daughter thinks I’m cool!! LOL Well…at least someone out there does 😉 (Did anyone else just flash on Rudolph jumping around saying “She thinks I’m cuuuute!” No? Just me? Ah well.) Bia – You’re not alone. I’m always amazed at the number of people who haven’t heard of them. It’s quite possibly because they’re from Newfoundland…and it looks like most of their tours are on the East Coast (and Canada). Mommy, Esq. – More than happy to play GBS for anyone at any time 🙂

Twins, Twins, Everywhere: Amy, I think I saw that article…there was much mayham about it 😉 WAC – You’re kidding! I didn’t know that you bought your house from a family of twins…that’s interesting! Goddess – You were missed. I hope the kids are feeling better 🙂 Jane – We TOTALLY need to do a MMOTA bloggie night out! That would be you, Goddess, Gio, WAC, Mommy, Esq., Rebecca, Rhonda, Snick…and I’m sure more that I’m not thinking of. Oh ya – uh, me too…but I meant others too…

It Was Horrible: Sorry you got stuck behind our parade, Gio. You should have hopped out and joined in! LOL Lori – I know, right? We were so happy to find a non-plastic (cheapo) fireman’s outfit! And it was only $20 at Costco!! Even the firemen at the parade were quite impressed – so that’s gotta be saying something. 🙂 We’re going to put it in the dressup box when Halloween is over.

My Back Seat Driver: GrannyFrani – I think I remember you telling stories like that about Jim…didn’t they gang up on you and one would ask how fast you were going? … and then two seconds later the other would ask what the speed limit was? hehe Laura – I’m still tickled that you think Burke’s name is cool. *grin*

WBW2: I suppose I should explain…the moms I saw using two bowls/spoons actually had a VERY good reason for it…typically one twin would have allergies and the other wouldn’t. Although, I think I did meet one mom who used two bowls/spoons without the allergy thing going on…can’t remember who it was though. Cat – Another very good reason to use two of each!

A Rough Morning: Every time I see those pictures it makes me smile. LOL I suppose I should have saved them for today’s FX4 post, but I just couldn’t wait. Bia – I don’t think I could balance like that either! HAH! Laura – oh geez. Ya, I could see that making your sisters nuts. LOL

For Real?: Oh come on Jon, I said sorry right away! *grin* Heather – 20 minutes?? That’s awesome! …but I think I might then blog/complain about not enough reading time 😉 hehehe

Warm Fuzzies

Yesterday’s post reminded me of a great children’s book called A Warm Fuzzy Tale. You can actually read the story in its entirety here. The basic premise is that the people of the land gave away warm fuzzies freely until an evil witch makes them think that they’ll run out. (The warm fuzzies are actual things they carry around in a bag with them.) So they start giving away cold pricklies disguised as warm fuzzies. . . and well, just read the story 🙂

When I was a Girl Scout leader, we read this to our Brownies and talked about giving out warm fuzzies versus cold pricklies and which they’d rather get and all that. We even made warm fuzzies (just yarn pompoms) to share. When my Stitch & B*tch met last month, I even found some of these warm fuzzies in my yarn bag – and let me tell you…they work! LOL

There have been some criticisms that this isn’t for children because they talk about people dying from lack of warm fuzzies…let me just say “oy.” I understand protecting your kids from bad things, but seriously … have you ever heard of overprotecting your kids? This is a *STORY* and like most fairy tales has some dark in it (see my Scary Disney Movie post if you’re not already convinced). But also like most fairy tales has a great message.

Do you spread warm fuzzies or cold pricklies?

Is It Just My House?

I finally drifted off last night around midnight. Not great when I had struggled with a migraine all day, but at least I was sleeping!

And then, I was abruptly woken by a very high-pitched “BEEP!”

Quick check of the clock (1am), it’s not beeping. Quick check of my phone, it’s not beeping. Quick check of Mike’s phone, computer, anything on his dresser. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Okay – I hear it again – it’s out in the hall! Oh, there’s a smoke detector out there on the bookshelf, it must be running out of batteries. DAMN I hope this doesn’t wake the kids up!! (Side note: Mike’s still snoring…so he’s all good.)

I stand at the smoke detector waiting for the beep. “BEEP!” – not this one. It’s coming from downstairs.

Keep in mind that it’s *1 AM* here…I have major migraine meds in my system…and there’s a very high-pitched beep coming every 20 seconds or so that I cannot locate. What is it about that pitch??

I go grab that special battery smoke detectors (and nothing else) seem to need and the step ladder, and hunt for the damn beep. I stand under the one down in the hall. “BEEP!” Nope. Not this one. *sigh* But I’m closer!

Oh…there’s a carbon monoxide detector on the wall in the living room. I’ll stand there. “BEEP!” THAT’S IT!!! I open the battery compartment…CRAP! It takes AA batteries, not this stupid square one. Go rummage for those…please oh please oh please…woo hoo! There they are. Now where the heck did I put the cover? Okay, there it is…almost under the couch. How did THAT happen? All set.

As I’m walking up the stairs, it occurs to me that these things *never* run out of batteries during the day. Or when your head isn’t already splitting. Why is that??

I finally get my head down on the pillow for some much needed sleep (1:26am).  …is that Burke I hear? *sigh*

Sandwiches

Lately I’ve been on a Cream Cheese and Raspberry Jelly sandwich kick. Mostly because I made one for Logan while the twins were having PB&J (which Logan can’t have yet), and he turned his nose up at it. (The first time anyway. The second time I made one for him – hoping I’d be able to snarf that one too – he gobbled the whole thing.)

Growing up we had a lot of PB&J … but the “J” was grape, not raspberry…I can’t eat grape jelly anymore and I think it’s because of overload when I was little. Wonder if the kids will do the same with raspberry jelly now. Hmm. Something to think about. Probably not since this isn’t something that will be in their lunch at school as it was for me (no peanut butter allowed at school now.)

We also ate a lot of PB&F – fluff. YUM! At least, my taste buds remember yum. I’m not sure I’d be able to eat that anymore though – holy sweet. I think I’ll let my taste buds have their memory. I could never spread the fluff without ripping the bread – my Grandma had that covered though. )

A few in my family liked PB&B – banana. I don’t remember ever eating one of those, and it sounds more appealing now than it did back then. Perhaps I’ll give that a try at some point.

However, as I’m not a huge fan of peanut butter, I’d rather have a roast beef and bacon sub.

What are your favorite sandwiches? Any strange combinations?

My Moment of Peace

I’m going to preface this by saying, this is going to sound *really* strange.

Logan was squawking in his chair for more food. Burke was pushing his cars all over the kitchen and around us. Maggie had just bonked her arm on the table and was squawking louder than Logan.

But as I was standing in the kitchen, hugging Mike for a little bit before he left for work, it felt so peaceful.

Secret Blog?

A little while ago, one of the bloggers I read revealed that their significant other didn’t know about their blog. This made me pause a little since I know that Mike reads mine (almost) faithfully…and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I have to admit that I am sometimes a little careful about what I write because I know some of my audience (like, I try to not write about work AT ALL…), but for the most part – my blog is true to who I am. Do I sometimes wonder what it would be like to have a super secret, no-one-in-real-life-knows-me blog? Sure … but what the heck would I write in it? LOL

And I have to admit … when my “worlds” (blog vs. high school friends) collided, my brain definitely skidded. It’s really strange to have an actual voice that you’ve known for years and years that goes along with a blog.

But what I’m wondering is…is this common? Do many of you have secret blogs? Does your significant other know about your blog? Hmm…I suppose if you have a secret blog you could comment anonymously *grin*

(Do you now have Secret Agent Man running through your head, as I do?)