No boys allowed… that's what Miriam kept saying all weekend. You gotta be careful what you say around a toddler, cause boy does it stick! Daddy was off on a ski trip with some buddies so it was indeed a girls only weekend. We had ourselves a big old time. Crafting, a birthday party, banana pancakes at Legal Grounds, a Target jaunt, supper on the patio, and a trip to the bookstore for a new Max & Ruby book. Two and a half is sort of a hilarious age. She says super silly things, corrects me often, walks on her tip-toes a lot, and tells me "that is not my favorite" all of the time. That shirt is not my favorite, that spoon is not my favorite, that fruit is not my favorite… and on and on. I caught her with sharpie last night and she just died laughing as she ran away from me. Dumping her crayon bowl on the ground is another favorite activity. Lordy-pete, she's a spitfire when she wants to be. And that's cool. Exhausting, but I totally dig that she has so much personality. We had burgers at Hopdoddy with her buddy Belle & my buddy Whitney which was so great, but when these 2 girls get together… watch out. They giggle and get all loosey-goosey on us as we try and restrain them to the table.
I spent nap time + night time working on my out of control office. Paperwork, filing, bills, rearranging, ughh… cleaning is not my favorite. Better now though and I have to admit it feels good. Another baby I was taking care of the last few days was Bran. I don't even think I've introduced him, but meet the big buddy. We adopted him from the lab rescue here in town back in December. He's sort of a Cooper twin and is seriously sweet and just wants to curl up next to ya all the time. He had to have a little surgery for his leg which had been broken and worked on way before we got him. Poor guy has been through a lot, but we are sure glad to have him. Anyway, he's on the mend, but he's been super needy since he cant run around. Miriam on my hip and Brando at my side, I was never lonely for company, but I was sure glad to see T roll in the door last night. So much nicer when there's two.
Monday, January 28, 2013
Friday, January 18, 2013
jet-setting for half a second
It was thundering, lightning, and snowing all at the same time Tuesday morning. Who ever said Texas had normal weather? I was rushing around, waiting for my taxi, and waiting on my very late nanny to show. It was a cluster, but I got to the airport and made it to Nashville for my whirlwind trip. I had a big, big meeting for Tenn Hens. I was trying not to be nervous, but impossible. I sampled multiple outfits and wore my grandmothers special bracelet just for extra luck. Currier picked me up and we ate lunch at Bricktops to kill some time. We sipped cappuccinos and discussed all the exciting projects juggling in front of us. Sometimes I pinch myself thinking how lucky I am to love my job as much as I do.
Then it was back to Dallas - such the jet-setter, right?! Back to my baby girl who was so excited when I picked her up from school. "Mommy you all done with meeting?" and "Mommy, you're going to stay with me?" Mmmm, I could eat her up she's so darn sweet. What a week I tell ya and now it's back to basics. Trevor reminded me we were out of bread, milk, and trash bags this morning. Eeeks… reality check after feeling all fancy!
Then it was back to Dallas - such the jet-setter, right?! Back to my baby girl who was so excited when I picked her up from school. "Mommy you all done with meeting?" and "Mommy, you're going to stay with me?" Mmmm, I could eat her up she's so darn sweet. What a week I tell ya and now it's back to basics. Trevor reminded me we were out of bread, milk, and trash bags this morning. Eeeks… reality check after feeling all fancy!
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Tuesday, January 8, 2013
new resolutions
2013… the new year. We drove back from Nashville to Dallas on New Years Eve. It was cold & rainy and there wasn't an inch of extra room, but we survived with a little help from our friend the ipad. It was bittersweet to roll on down the road and leave friends, and family, and the feeling of home behind. Our stay had been packed with good memories …church visits, an evening with my college roomies, burger up, pucketts, shopping, les miserables movie, bond movie, terrible red wine hangover, playdate with tutus, a wedding, cousins dinner at nona, seeing a bobcat on a walk on the farm, seeing babies amelia, jason, annie, lily, & dorothy, delivering hens holiday gifts, fancy sperrys diner, a day in chattanooga, milk punch, girls dinner, girls party, crepes on xmas morning, makeover day with my sis-in-law, and lots and lots of playing with my girl}… but believe it or not I was ready to get back to our new home and ready to get back into our routine. Driving cross country gave us plenty of time to think on the year
past and dream about the next one. We sipped some bubbly then crashed way before the ball dropped. I am praying hard that 2013 is a better year. My list
of resolutions and ideas is quite long, but that's what the new year is
for. A time to feel inspired and start reaching high all over again.
Now I'm back in my little corner of the house, heater under my desk watching the rain come down and dreaming up plans for Tenn Hens. Miriam is back in the routine of her school days and seemed anxious to return to the busy activity. Trevor is back to his commute to McKinney each day, but returned early yesterday for his bi b-day celebration. His new record player spun some tunes after all the dishes were done and the football game was turned off. Back to our home, back to routine, and back to life in the big D.
Now I'm back in my little corner of the house, heater under my desk watching the rain come down and dreaming up plans for Tenn Hens. Miriam is back in the routine of her school days and seemed anxious to return to the busy activity. Trevor is back to his commute to McKinney each day, but returned early yesterday for his bi b-day celebration. His new record player spun some tunes after all the dishes were done and the football game was turned off. Back to our home, back to routine, and back to life in the big D.
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