friday’s findings-

here’s the truth:

1- the little turned 5 yesterday. no.. really… he’s 5. i suddenly want another baby- until i remember that he never slept, he never took a bottle, i still- to this date- have never slept a night away from him. so. no baby. NO BABY.

2- this week, the week of f’n 40- so far I noticed while brushing my teeth that i lost a diamond out of my wedding band. this will be time # 2.  tuesday, i made what i said i was going to make last week only to have NO ONE eat it. i missed a lax meeting. wednesday the little has pinkeye. yes, i said pinkeye.and it hasn’t stopped snowing…

3- are you so over my fixation on 40- well, it will be over on saturday.

4-i have been listening to the air supply pandora station… for weeks now. i can assure you when ever THIS comes on. i stop what i am doing and suddenly become the 80’s rock songstress i know i was meant to be.  Needless to say i think the reason i forget things that are recent.. much of my memory storage is used up by lyrics to 80’s  and 90’s love songs.

5- did i mention the little has pinkeye?

6-Can’t get enough of THIS.

7-so… every time I see THIS i smile.

8-why is popping bubble wrap…. so addictive? like i can’t walk by a piece with out stopping to pop at least well.. the whole sheet.

9-Here’s a look at the last week-

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10- Next week, i’m off to San Antonio with the big for a singing competition. so excited!

~kml-w

Friday’s Findings-

Here’s the truth:

1- i’m back. so there it is. i was gone and now.. well.. i’m back.

2- i am making THIS for dinner tonight.   tomorrow night, upon venturing to the store, (see no. 8.) you’d think the end was coming and everyone needs to stockpile. i promptly put my cart back and left.( see no.9 ) we have enough refried beans and cereal to wait it out.

3-in highschool, there was this guy who sat behind me in geometry. every day, never failed, he would ask me for a pencil, and then not return it. drove me CRAZY. i am fearful my big is that “guy”. despite buying him box upon box of pencils, i am almost 100% sure he is that guy. damn.parent fail.

4-Can’t tell you HOW EXCITED i am about the new camera.  i already feel like my images are better…although i am struggling on how to get them to the right size….

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5- Dear The West Wing. I love you.

6- Dear The Walking Dead… why are these new episodes so long… and kinda boring?

7-why does it feel like my family of 5 smokes through a 12 pack of the “mega” roll charmin in like…. 8 days?

8- So apparently- it’s going to snow here. Anywhere from and inch to 16 of those…… not holding my breath.

9- remember when i said i was over planning meals. yeeeahhhhhh, that hasn’t changed. i am pretty sure my family is over cereal for dinner, or bean and cheese burritos…. the cool thing is i broke down and bought a box of schwan’s boneless skinless individual wrapped chicken breasts. BEST.PURCHASE.EVER. I don’t care how much more per pound they are, they rock.

10- I want a record player. Yes, like a turn table. My friend said he got one and now, well i want one.

11- So…. this weekend… last weekend of my 30’s. yes, I am still struggling with that despite my attempt at changing my dread with my last blog.. i’m still.. well…. whatever.

~kml-w

dear 40-

hi.

i see you back there.. a little over two weeks away. yup, looming in the corner.

i see you.

because of you i’ve been…

– binge eating what ever. or maybe it is more emotional binge eating. so what if i raided the left over christmas candy box at 6:10 in the morning. or opened and then ate all the white conversation hearts out of a bag.

– running an extra mile on the tread mill. hell, after all the emotional binge eating i HAVE to.

-crying at every thing. and not just sad things. angry crying. WTF. why am i crying when the president on The West Wing gives his familys’ carving knife to his body man Charlie. (please note, i watch the west wing while on the treadmill, so now i am making up for the conversation hearts, and crying… on the treadmill)- better yet, i caught “becoming lebron james” on disney xd… yep, bawling at the end when he goes back to cleveland, and  “coming home” starts playing in the back ground.

– sitting on the couch for an hour, just petting the dog. suddenly 10 years seems so old. i whisper in her ear and ask if she feels as old and tired as i do. to which see purrs like a cat as i find her favorite “pet me here forever” spot and i take that as a yes.

-waking at 3:15 in the morning, begging for a few more hours of sleep tht never come.

-fixating on the gray’s and wrinkles.. and dreaming up other ailments.

– why can’t you be like a vampire? you know, you have to invite them in… and then if you rescind your invitation they must leave.

yup. somehow i’ve let a number suddenly define me.

so dear 40..

i see you.

but i’m over the “oh no” stage. i still may run that extra mile- but here’s what i really am going to set my mind to-

– don’t sweat the small stuff.

-carve out a little more time for me. OMG, i totally just typed that, that makes it real right? that means i am actually going to do it. no really, i am.

-judge less. so what if you want to eat only grass fed meat and feed your kids only kumquats. thats you. i will continue to pray mine poops in the potty  and the big and middle stay out of trouble. in the meantime.. will you still be my friend if we eat gluten, and a lot of it?

-accept more. accept me, accept you. help other people accept. life is to short to harbor some self loathing because of my.. pant size? F that. life is also too short to harbor some resentment because of someone else’s pant size, house size, car size, perfect kid, perfect husband, perfect life. wait perfect life, total bs. no matter how perfect they appear (on Facebook, on  instagram, volunteering at school, on the sidelines of a sporting event, the the audience during an awards banquet) they have their own struggles. accept that you have yours they have theirs and its ok. people are not perfect,life is not perfect. but it sure is beautiful.

-really listen. god i suck at this. especially when it comes to the little, i nod.. i say yes..i nod… i haven’t heard a word because i am running down the list of things i want to get done before he goes to school. i suck at this with the husband too. totally interrupting all the time.. he can’t finish a sentence with out me interrupting.

-love. love myself. love my life. so easy to type, but when i’m over the day, and it’s only 5… and the little is screaming he doesn’t like his sister, and the big is blasting music a story away that i can hear like it’s being pumped into my ear buds, and i have NO idea what’s for dinner, and the husband, well he usually hits home around 6:45 so, it’s just me for another 1.75 hours… i forget to love my life.

-forgive.

-dream. i am not a dreamer. i never have been. i am a realist. i don’t dream of a new house because, well… it’s not feasible. i don’t dream of a vacation because, well.. in reality we don’t have the time, or money to go where i’d “dream” of. but i am going to start dreaming and maybe, just maybe, if i dream of me and the middle in a castle in germany the year she graduates high school, maybe, just maybe, i’ll take the step i need to get my senior photography business really going. if i dream of a new, awesome camera, maybe just maybe i’ll advertise that new business.

dear 40-

hi.

i see you. stop lurking. i’ll invite you in, in a few weeks. it’s going to be awesome. matter of fact 40,  WE are going to be awesome.

40

~kml-w

Fridays findings-

here’s the truth:
1- i am still jamming to THIS. i may need a blank space intervention.

2- i got lost in THIS for… well hours. i put THIS on repeat. i may need a taylor swift intervention.

3-i’m going to say it out loud and you all will be SO envious. my Christmas cards are done. yup. DONE.

4- there is a new radio station in town. it’s cray-cray. no really.. it will go from bad bad leroy brown to ditty by paperboy. i can’t get enough. the kids… they hate it.

5-the little has discovered mine craft. need. i. say.more?

6- can we talk about parm/Romano/ asiago cheese blend. no really… i made parmesan crusted chicken with it and there was a little left over, so i may have put it on some bread, and some green beans, and some broccoli, and well this bagel-

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7- I promised myself I would never, ever put pictures of food on the blog…. i mean really, i’m sure you don’t give a crap about the food i eat. but, well…. it is what it is. let me know if you want a parm/asiago/romano cheese bagel.

8- so, i think i have finally reached the “shameless” part of parenting. the little, well, the little for the last 3 years has not let the poop out. no, i am not joking. he would stand, in the corner, butt cheeks clinched holding it in. pretty sure he was going to do it, well, forever. last month he got a stomach bug and no amount of bootie cheek squeezing was keeping anything in. I begged and finally after i cleansed my entire house with bleach, he conceded to sit on the potty. a week later… again. no amount of holding could keep anything in. again, i pleaded with him to sit on the potty. then i got the e-mail… THE email i have been dreading since sending the little off to pre-school. he had an  accident at school. so i show up, MORTIFIED that his wonderful, awesome, best EVER school teachers had to deal with, well…. shit. but they told me he sat on the potty and the rest came out in the potty. a week later… he did it at home. sat on the potty… and pooped a baby’s arm. here’s where i have no shame. twice, the poop came out while dad wasn’t home, and when the little demanded i take a picture and “text” it to him, you know i did. yes, there i am taking a picture of poop, and loving.every.second. anyway… people, i am sharing this with you 1) because if you have a “holder” take it from me, it will end. 2) my life has changed.

9- the Schwans man was just here…. we might not be having Christmas if he shows up again.

10-sometimes, i read FB posts and then wish i hadn’t clicked on ” view more comments”- THIS is one of those times. and the news is all over this like it is.. well news?

11-can we talk TV for a second. SCANDAL… awesome.  if you don’t watch, you should.

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This weekend…. Who knows, love that!

 

wednesday’s whatevers-

Here’s the truth:

1- halloween is not really my favorite holiday, but in the whole holiday realm.. it’s in the top two. Christmas, Thanksgiving, New Years. I’d actually be ok living on an island during those. At this point, I’d actually live on a cold island.

2-a few weeks ago, i watch the big kick ass in his a cappella performance. and i’m not going to lie. i was totally a little nervous that they were going to be… well…. surprise,  they were awesome, whew. and the big… proud mom moment. cool thing, you can watch it HERE. he’s at 1:02:45. click play, watch the add and then put your mouse over the 3rd H in the “high school cube” logo and click.

3-my sister and one other person threw THIS song up on FB a month or more ago, and i wasn’t really sold on it. i think it is because he sings just a little behind the beat. kinda like willy nelson, and that drives me a little crazy. but then THIS happened. and well, we all know that i love lebron.

4-i’m proud to say i’m getting better at families.. thanks to this one who let me experiment on them!

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5- the little just asked me for a spoon of… butter. yes, i said butter. a whole spoon. i had to say no.

6-Can we talk about THESE. I laughed for days.

7- i have to take a moment to vent… shocking, i know. recently, when we voted here, in my little bubble that i pretend you all know about and live in, there was a school bond issue on the ballot. it was a very very very hard choice for me. long and short, the bond passed, and suddenly i am VERY sad.  never mind… it is what it is…

8- THIS. i bawled. just watched it again… bawled again. <3

9- Can’t get enough of THIS for some odd reason. like, it’s on repeat in the car.

10- I have decided that i am hiding people on FB who HAVE to push their political agenda. it’s annoying to me. I don’t care if you are a free loving, feed the world, women are oppressed, wait everyone is oppressed, so let’s take care of them all liberal – or a gun toting, let the rich get richer, down with welfare republican. i’m over it. share something that makes me laugh, that moves me, that makes me want to be a better person, and not some persons blog about guns that you and your friends rip apart, then accuse the author of sheer ignorance. I.DON’T.CARE. what you or your friends think about guns, or the intelligence of the person who wrote the blog. what i do care about is are you happy? what awesome thing happened in your life? what awesome thing happened in your kids life?Did you pay it forward this week? Share things like THIS. or THIS. end.of.rant.

11- SNOW- yes, it’s ok. fn-freezing weather. not so much.

12- this weekend. BRUNCH!

~kml-w

anna, claire, angela and brian-

here’s the truth: Last year didn’t work out for me and this family. i was super bummed.

here’s the truth: this year… magic i tell ya.

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hey angela, thanks for giving me a second chance this year & those girls of yours… i could just eat them up!

P.S. can’t wait to know what the bump is!

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~kml-w