tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54380136590134190812023-11-16T01:30:52.372-06:00So Many WordsJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.comBlogger921125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-27125170098637355882017-09-04T13:48:00.000-05:002017-09-04T13:48:08.757-05:00One Week After Harvey I haven't typed on this blog since November. I've had some writers block, I've had some distractions, I've not wanted to write. Most of my creative writing happens in the form of a Facebook post. It's easier, quicker, more people read it. I've been micro-blogging, so to speak. But today. Oh, but today. Today I have a lot of words and thoughts - and it's too much for a Facebook status. Forgive me as I word vomit here, but I don't want to forget. I want to type this out now, so I'll always remember.<br />
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One week ago we evacuated our home due to Harvey.<br />
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It was stressful, and it had been stressful. In the days leading up to this, we were inundated with constant tornado warnings - like more than a dozen every day. We were sleeping with kids in our room so we could get to closets quickly. We had days and days of rain that just wouldn't let up. Grant wasn't focused on work, but he wasn't home either. He spent his days prepping our house for the upcoming storm. We needed to fix a pool pump, we needed to sandbag the doors, we needed to seal some cracks in the bricks, we needed to stock up on food and water.<br />
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So by the time Sunday rolled around, things were getting intense. My phone was blowing up - friends and family were taking on water in their homes. I felt like I was getting 5-6 texts per hour with more and more of my people, in crisis. Evacuating. We couldn't get to any of them due to flooded roads. The rain would not stop, it was so hard. I would stand at my window in my dining room and just stare out the window. Watching the floodwater creep up and up and up. The rain kept coming.<br />
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We started to see the shades of uncertainty and panic on my neighborhood Facebook page. Our neighbors, posting pics of their yard - water higher than anyone here has ever seen - with a caption of "Is anyone else getting nervous?"<br />
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We had a big talk, me and my man. Do we leave now? It's dark outside, the water is high, the rain is pounding - is it safe to get out and drive in the dark, rainy night? With our kids? Or do we wait, and evacuate tomorrow morning? But we assumed we would have water in our home by then. Is that the way to go? Should we just go upstairs? Can we get out in the morning by boat? Or pool float? We decided daylight is what we needed to leave, even if water would be in the house. We prayed and prayed and prayed. We got the kids to bed and started getting the house ready.<br />
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We borrowed a pump from some kind neighbors that we had never met do get some water out of the pool. We walked out to seal the front door with contractor bags. Carp were swimming around my feet, up and down my driveway. The rain was coming in sideways, and water was coming in from the outside vents on the kitchen wall, water dripping down my backsplash. Grant got a caulk gun and a ladder - I held onto the base in the swampy grass as he tried to seal some cracks shut.<br />
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We went back inside and got to work. Computers, photos, albums, important documents went upstairs. Rugs. All my Stella & Dot jewelry - my business. Chairs went on top of tables. We put all the table legs inside a red solo cup. Went into my closet and moved my favorite clothes upstairs, and the important shoes. A box of memories of our dating years. I went through the kids toys and books to pick out the important ones, the sentimental ones. The books they love the most. The toys we've loved the longest. Not gonna lie, there were a few toys that I left lying low. If the flood waters took out that dang monkey toy, then that was just too bad! :) I looked at my piano and started crying. I've played that piano since I was younger than Ellie. It's the one I learned to play, the one thing in the house that didn't feel like "just stuff" - yet it was the one thing I could do nothing about. I was gonna have to let that one go, but it stung. More friends were taking on water. My friends from church called and we got on a conference call to pray together. Everyone was nervous and we needed some encouragement. My parents texted me a pep talk - "y'all can do this. You will be okay." We brought some food and water upstairs, just in case we were gonna be stuck up there for a few days. I remember Grant asking me "how many days of food do you think we have here?" It all felt so surreal.<br />
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We went to bed nervously. I couldn't sleep for hours. But then, I did. And I woke up and before I opened my eyes I reached down and touched the carpet with my hand. Dry! It was dry! I was overjoyed. I woke up and looked out the window, though, and the water was still high. And the forecast called for nothing but rain. Our friends Chris & Callie said they heard there was a drivable path from our house to theirs. We'd have to go a weird back way, but we could get there. We decided to give it a shot. It was still pouring down rain. We bagged up our things in plastic trash bags. Took the kids out to the car one at a time. I looked down the driveway and saw how high the water was, and I decided to just buckle them in at the chest clip and leave the bottom unbuckled. I wanted to be able to get them out of their seats quickly if I needed to - and then Grant put life jackets in the car and I realized we were both worried about the same thing. My neighbor across the street saw that we were leaving and asked if they could use our kayak in case they needed to get out. We left the garage unlocked for them and told them to take whatever they needed. Kayak, pool floats, whatever. We prayed, again, and then headed down the driveway in Grant's big Ford F-150. Getting off of our street was the worst part, my heart was pounding. We did take on some water in the truck, but made it to our friends house safely.<br />
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I sobbed when I got there. I had no idea what I would return to, but I was just so overwhelmed. The days of tornado warnings, the days of rain, the standing at the window, the texts from friends - it all just starts to mess with your psyche. I was mentally and emotionally exhausted. I kept hearing about more and more friends who had to evacuate - some by boat. Some by National Guard. My nearest and dearest losing everything - and I can't physically get to any of them.<br />
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And it was still raining.<br />
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After that - the world just got weirder. There was no bread or milk in stores. No meat. Airboats were outside my neighborhood. Giant military helicopters flying over my house. School canceled for the foreseeable future. No mail, no packages. Amazon is 2 weeks out, not 2 days. Every part of town was affected, and we were all on our own little island. You can't get from one area to another. You're just in your house, trapped, and knowing your friends needed help was torturous.<br />
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Grant and I did take on some water damage from a roof problem, and we will need some roofing and sheetrock repaired - we have filed a claim. But beyond that, we are fine and healthy and dry. The waters have receded in most parts of town, and now comes the guilt. Grant leaves everyday to do demo and help people start this long, long process. But I'm here in this house with my 2 children. But I know that I have survived to serve.<br />
<br />So, I'm doing laundry for my flooded friends. I'm doing a lot of behind-the-scenes things like coordinating volunteers, delegating tasks, bringing meals, and connecting people with who they need to be connected with. I'm purchasing from local stores and small businesses as these people have no income if no one buys from them.<br />
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I'm praying. And praising. Seeing the help and the generosity that has come in this aftermath of this awful storm makes me sob. People are good, y'all. People are loving and good. And we are gonna be okay.<br />
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God is good.<br />
<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-53245913029556661902016-11-03T20:46:00.001-05:002016-11-03T20:46:11.415-05:00The Night Before He Turns One<i>I know I don't write as much as I used to. To be honest, I'm not sure why. But tomorrow my son hits a pretty wonderful little milestone, and as I put him in pajamas for the 365th time tonight and snuggled him in my arms, I knew I needed to write. So here's a little letter to Jackson Charles, on the night before his first birthday. </i><div>
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My boy. My Jackson Charles. We mostly call you Jack, but we have so many other names for you. Jackson, Jack, Jackers, Quackers, Jacketter, Jacketty, Goose, Gooski, Gooski Man, Brother Man, Bubby, Buddy, Mister, The Boy, Bubba, Jacketter-Quacketter, Broseph, Chunka, Chubbers - it goes on and on. You respond to your name and smile and passionately clap whenever anyone says "Yay, Jack!" </div>
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You're a passionate kid. You're passionate about your emotions - you express anger way more than your sister ever did. You're passionate about food - there has never been a single thing we have put in front of you to eat that you didn't eat with great vigor and delight. I've yet to find something you won't eat. You will not stop eating unless I take food away from you. I can't even say what your favorite foods are because you eat all foods with equal levels of joy and speed. </div>
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You're much more of a daddy's boy than a mama's boy - you do love me and you say my name but if you even hear your daddy's voice your run to him. And if he can't pick you up or play with you at that exact moment, you are heartbroken. You smile and clap and play with me when I come to get you out of your crib in the mornings. You reach up and then pat me on the back when I pick you up. You are a good sleeper and usually go to bed around 7 and wake up in the mornings around 6:30. You have a musical, mechanical mobile in your crib that has little fishies that swim and turtles and waves - we call it your "show." Sometimes you lean up and push the button and turn on your show all by yourself in the middle of the night. We'll hear the music over the monitor and you just lay there and watch the crabs move. </div>
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You're starting to love Mickey Mouse, specifically the Hot Dog Dance, which is exactly what your sister was loving at this age. You like climbing stairs, banging on "drums" and letting your daddy throw pillows at you. You laugh when I put on my sunglasses and are constantly stealing everybody's drinks and claiming them as your own. You love playing with and throwing balls and pushing the buttons on the printer in Daddy's office. You love yelling, it's one of your favorite pastimes. </div>
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Let's talk for a minute about you and your sister. You love her and she loves you. Y'all are 3.5 years apart, but you really do play together. You play ball, you let her put blankets on your head - she crawls in your crib early in the mornings and you jump and play. You clap for her and she claps for you. She gets so excited when you walk to her. Sometimes your hugs turn into a tumble and you end up with tears - but I don't really think you mind. </div>
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I love your sweet face. Your tiny nose, your chubby hands, your fat feet. Your silly teeth. Your sticked-up-hair. I love that yesterday for the first time in about 6 months you fell asleep on me in the living room for no reason whatsoever. When you allow yourself to calm down and not be so busy, you really are a snuggle bug. </div>
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I got emotional tonight, putting you in your crib. Tomorrow I'll have a one year old. No more baby. You're a big boy. A big boy who no longer drinks from a bottle, who eats everything we eat (and then some), a big boy who walks and climbs and makes his voice and his opinions heard - even if he doesn't have the words yet. </div>
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I'm so, so thankful for you. I didn't even know how much I wanted you, how much I needed you. You make me proud and happy. You make me more disciplined and intentional and purposeful. Being your mommy is an absolute joy. A privilege.You make me laugh (HARD) every single day. Your faces and your angry sounds - it's just too much sometimes. Your little lips and the "mmmm" sound you make when you lean in for a kiss - I melt. </div>
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Baby boy, I love you with my whole heart. You're the sweetest and I thank God every day for choosing me to be your mommy.<br />
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Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-64188994274846324922016-09-18T21:18:00.004-05:002016-09-18T21:18:52.350-05:00Red Carpet Recap: Emmy's 2016It's been FOREVER since I've done a Red Carpet blog and I'm so exciiiiiited!! To catch up on my previous Red Carpet Blogs - click that Red Carpet Recap button up there under the blog header and take a stroll down memory lane. But for now, I give you....<br />
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The 2016 Emmy Awards!!!<br />
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We're starting our evening with Vada Sultenfuss wearing a unique dress made of what appears to be wrinkled skin.</div>
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I don't know who this is but her hair is the same color as mine and I want mine to look more like that so I'm documenting it here so I remember. Also, that color on her is the bomb. </div>
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RAYNA!!!!! Please come back to Nashville PLEASE!!! We need you. </div>
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Amy Poehler barely made it from her son's wedding. </div>
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Kate McKinnon is so talented and so fun and so pretty and so smart and happy. </div>
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Okay I LOVE THIS. Love her hair. Love her dress. LOVE. </div>
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Oh, Edith. </div>
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And the winner of this year's jacket contest is awarded to this dapper young man right here! </div>
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MORE GREEN! Hi Tina!! </div>
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I hope y'all have an amazing week - thanks for reading every year - and if you want to look fabulous like these people and need any gorgeous jewelry for yourself, you can find some lovely things at <a href="http://www.stelladot.com/jennyisaminger">www.stelladot.com/jennyisaminger</a></div>
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-50636863324901382692016-08-25T15:19:00.002-05:002016-08-25T15:37:52.026-05:00Today My Daughter Ate HamEllie had lunch meat today.<br />
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I sat her in front of the TV with a plate of strawberries, bananas, and rolled up slices of ham. She immediately scowled and said "HEY! I DIDN'T WANT THAT!"<br />
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I calmly told her, "Oh, I know... but remember how the doctor told you that 4 year old girls need to try some new food every day? Well - this is your new food today. And you don't have to eat it. I'm not going to make you. But if you do eat it, when we go to the grocery store later today... you get to pick out whatever kind of popsicles you want and you can eat a popsicle today."<br />
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"I want a rainbow popsicle."<br />
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"Great! We can do that. But you have to eat the ham."<br />
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"How much?"<br />
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"All of it."<br />
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"That's a lot."<br />
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"Do you want a rainbow popsicle?"<br />
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(Sigh) "Okay...."<br />
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And then she ate ham. And she didn't complain or cry or gag or throw up as she has been known to do in the past. I wouldn't say she gobbled it up or anything like that but she ate it with no issues. I had to walk in my closet and take a deep breath to keep from crying.<br />
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And yes, I'm bribing her with popsicles.<br />
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At this point I'm not even necessarily wanting her to try healthy food. I just want her to try food! I want her to stop being scared and to realize that food is yummy. I want her to try macaroni and cheese (FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND HOLY) and I want her to try lasagna and all the wonderful foods of the world. She's been missing out for a lot of years.<br />
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So here's my question for you:<br />
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As I'm introducing her to new foods, I want her to realize that food is yummy and I want her to take bites of things that aren't scary looking and also taste absolutely amazing so that she doesn't fight me on it. For years, the biggest battle was getting her to put it into her mouth. Now that she is, I want her to be like THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER!!!<br />
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So - tell me your thoughts! What would you serve a child that is essentially being brave and eating things for the first time?!Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-54816307890551164832016-08-11T10:50:00.003-05:002016-08-11T10:50:16.277-05:00Guess Who's Terrible at Blogging?ME!!<br />
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Sorry. This Summer is kicking my booty. It's been so fun - but since I last wrote here, the following things have happened:<br />
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-Ellie had her 4th birthday<br />
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-Ellie had her 4th birthday party<br />
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-We went to Lost Pines in Bastrop, Texas with Grant's family for a glorious and amazing few days<br />
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-Ellie went to Gymnastics Camp<br />
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-We had guests come in town and stay at our house for 4 days - we had 5 kids total and it was so much fun!<br />
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- I went to a Dixie Chicks concert and almost cried. I sang every word and it took me right back to the 9th grade. IT WAS AMAZING.<br />
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-COUSIN CAMP!<br />
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In other news, I got INVISALIGN! I've had issues with my teeth for years, but after I've developed some pretty painful TMJ I knew it was time to take action. I got Invisalign which is awesome, however Invisalign has also brought with it a pretty awesome speech impediment.<br />
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I can't talk.<br />
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The letter S is hard.<br />
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I say "Yesh" and "Jeshush" and "Shtella & Dot" so that's neat.<br />
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I've never felt more secure in myself.<br />
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Since getting home from Cousin Camp, I've been slowly digging myself out of the laundry pile that I'm buried alive in and also watching the Olympics. I am incredibly impressed by these people but I also am so, so glad I am not an athlete. Way too much pressure happening there.<br />
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Here's a few pics:<br />
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Ellie's face in this pic has made my entire year.<br />
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Here's me and my Lou at the Dixie Chicks concert where we almost died of heat stroke but at least we would've died happy.<br />
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Last pic - this Brio Tassel necklace is new and it's perfect and once you wear it you'll never wanna take it off. She's paired it with our delicate engravable necklace which is low in stock so if you're interested now is the time :) </div>
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Isn't it all so pretty?! </div>
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I'm gonna try to be better at blogging. I really am. Ellie starts school in a few weeks and I am so ready for routine and structure I can't even stand it. </div>
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-58482515449011579422016-07-14T22:50:00.001-05:002016-07-14T22:50:29.051-05:00Ellie's HeartI'll have overnight guests here tomorrow night - so while I have a minute, I wanted to sit down for a minute and write about my girl. She'll be 4 years old on Saturday.<br />
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Four years old has always been one of my favorite ages, mostly because they say really funny things. They're potty trained, they're a little easier to communicate with, and they are hilarious. Ellie Paige is no exception to this.<br />
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It's no secret that my girl is full of personality. I love talking to her and getting her point of view on things. She has so many questions and so much spunk. But she also has a whole lot of heart. I feel like I spend a lot of time talking about all the funny and sassy things Ellie says. Speaking of sassy... she thinks that's the word for sweaty. All Summer she's been telling me that she's starting to feel a little bit sassy. But I want to take a minute to talk about her heart.<br />
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Ellie is quick to apologize. She stomped up to her room last night at bedtime, arms crossed, upset with me that I was telling her it was bedtime. I walked in to help her put on her pajamas. I found her sitting in her chair, scowling with her arms crossed. "I'M ANGRY" she said to me. "Go potty" I replied as I pulled some pajamas out of her drawer. She marched into the bathroom all pouty. About 45 seconds later she appeared in the doorway.<br />
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"Hey, Mommy? I so sorry I said no to you. I so sorry I wasn't being nice."<br />
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Then she runs in for a hug.<br />
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Whenever she's starting to get upset, her little mouth turns into a frown and she tells me that "I'm starting to get a little bit of tears!" and then that curly mess of a head falls into my lap and cries. It really is the sweetest.<br />
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Words can not express what a good big sister she is. I am floored. She is so quick to bring me a diaper before I even ask. She is sweet with Jack and loves to sit on the floor and play with him and make him laugh. She dances for him, sings for him, holds up stuffed animals and gives him toys. She wipes his mouth. She stands up on the bottom of his crib and talks to him when he wakes up from a nap. She calls him "My Jacketty Quackers" or "My baby" and asks to hold him. She sings "Your Sissy is here! Your Sissy is here! Your Sis is here so IT'S OH-KAY!"<br />
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She loves family hugs and asks for them often. She adores her Daddy and when she gets in trouble she says "please don't tell my dad." Little does she know that there's literally nothing she can do that would keep him from loving her.<br />
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She's obedient. She's teachable.<br />
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She got hurt today, and about 45 minutes after the injury she crawled up into my lap and asked me to "pray to God for my cheek."<br />
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So, we prayed.<br />
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She dances. She does tricks. And after she does them she says "MOM! WAS THAT AWESOME?!"<br />
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I adore, adore, adore, adore that girl of mine. Today I picked her up and asked her "How come you're the sweetest girl there ever was?"<br />
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"Because God made me!"<br />
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"How come the best girl in the whole world gets to live with me and Daddy?!"<br />
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"Because God said I should live with you!!"<br />
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I'm so thankful.<br />
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I'm so, so thankful.<br />
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-83930456897412180292016-07-06T22:06:00.001-05:002016-07-06T22:06:13.115-05:00Big Plans Tomorrow!Okay - here's the plan:<br />
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Tomorrow I'm dropping my kids off and I'm driving to the Big D. Dallas, Texas y'all.<br />
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Well, McKinney to be more exact. It's trunk show time with my dear friend Liz and I'm going to drive all the way there all by myself!<br />
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With no kids in the car.<br />
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And no car seats.<br />
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I should be packing right now and getting myself organized, but instead I'm fantasizing about the car ride and all the silence and also all the singing and all the play lists.<br />
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Let's state the obvious things right off the bat:<br />
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1. I will totally jam out to "It's All Coming Back to Me Now" complete with Celine hand gestures. Full on belting. No shame.<br />
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2. There may be a Whitney Houston medley.<br />
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3. Broadway - The Hamilton Soundtrack. Duh.<br />
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4. Dixie Chicks.<br />
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5. There will probably be a good hour with no music or singing at all. Just quietness.<br />
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Let's state what there WILL NOT be in my car:<br />
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1. The Frozen soundtrack<br />
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2. Bible verses sung by children<br />
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3. "Everything is Awesome" from the Lego Movie<br />
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4. Questions. No one will be asking me any questions.<br />
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But here's where I need your help - should I listen to an Audiobook? If so, which one? Can I also be honest and tell you that I've never listened to an Audiobook? Am I missing out?<br />
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Any music I should listen to?<br />
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Please advise.<br />
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This is very important in helping me avoid packing. Thank you.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-7018923319935385412016-06-13T22:21:00.001-05:002016-06-13T22:34:50.252-05:00Sometimes Facebook is a LiarHi.<br />
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Hello.<br />
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Go ahead and sit down. We need to talk. You're not going to like what I have to say, but you need to hear it.<br />
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Sometimes Facebook lies to you. And you believe the Facebook. You believe it. Because you're good hearted and you're an optimist. Believe me, I'm an optimist too. I'm a glass is half-full kind of gal. But I need to tell you about a little trick Facebook is playing on some of us and some of us believe it and I'm here to break it to you: FACEBOOK LIES.<br />
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Well, let's rephrase. Facebook itself, the corporation, isn't the one telling these lies. It's Facebook users. It's the Facebook community who lies and we are sweet and gullible little things who click and share. But I'm here to help out my fellow Facebooker. Don't let these lies happen to you!!<br />
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There are 2 big lies on Facebook right now:<br />
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<b>LIE #1: Random Celebrity Was Seen in Your Town And/ Or Hit Movie Sequel is Going to Be Filmed in a Town Near You</b><br />
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This is what they call click-bait, my friends. You read a headline, you get all excited, you share it with your friends, they click it, they get all excited, they share it with their friends.<br />
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NO.<br />
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Look at the website. Looks like it was posted by some random local news station, right? Google that news station. IT DOESN'T EXIST.<br />
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The cast of Harry Potter was not in your city eating at a restaurant.<br />
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They aren't filming The Notebook 3 or the next Father of the Bride movie in your college town.<br />
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Star Wars IS NOT FILMING ITS NEXT MOVIE DOWN THE STREET FROM YOU.<br />
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There's a Tom Hanks one that's also been circulating lately. Also not true. NOT. TRUE. The best tip I can possibly give you is to look at the source. If it's from Entertainment Weekly or People magazine or something - hooray. If it's from "Local 23 News Channel Station Entertaiment Site Now"or something like then it's probably NOT REAL.<br />
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<b>Lie #2: THE COPY AND PASTE RIDICULOUSNESS</b><br />
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Friends. Friends. FRIENDS.<br />
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Look into my eyes. Listen very carefully.<br />
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You will never ever accomplish any kind of anything by copying and pasting something into your status.<br />
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Facebook is not going to start charging you, ever. And they certainly aren't going to <i>not</i> charge you just because you copied and pasted something into your status.<br />
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Remember when Michael Scott "declared bankruptcy" on The Office?<br />
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It is a hoax. It is not real.</div>
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-53381582379398602562016-06-12T16:33:00.002-05:002016-06-12T16:33:24.728-05:00Let's Talk About JackY'all. I'm in for it with this kid.<br />
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He's barely 7 months old. He's active. He's busy. Even when buckled into something, I often find him almost wriggled free.<br />
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Just yesterday he started scooting on his belly. He scoots right over to whatever dangerous thing he wants to put in his mouth. This afternoon I walked past him playing with toys on the living room floor. I walked past him, went to my master bedroom, plugged my phone in, and when I walked back into the living room he was over by the fireplace with both hands on the hearth, about to hit his chin.<br />
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GOOD TIMES.<br />
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He loves his sister. He cracks up at her. He loves the dog, who could care less about him. He smiles the instant he sees his daddy.<br />
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He eats fruits and vegetables like a champ. He tries to eat Ellie's food if it's within his reach. He's had a bad cough for 85% of his life. It's infuriating.<br />
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He doesn't like having his diaper changed. He loves the bath. He recently has decided that he likes the pool.<br />
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He "talks" to Ellie in the car. He also "talks" when he's fighting sleep.<br />
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He goes to sleep just fine - but he doesn't nap for nearly as long as Ellie used to nap. Ellie used to nap for 3 hours. It was glorious. Jack seems to have an internal clock that ends his nap time after about an hour.<br />
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He doesn't really like to be put down. If he's going to placed onto the floor for some play time, he'd very much like for you to be on the floor with him, please and thank you.<br />
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He also has followed in his sister's footsteps in that he hates hates hates stoplights. Any time the car comes to a stop it's pretty much out of line, in his opinion.<br />
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This last week I was determined to really take advantage of all Summer had to offer. I decided to not let my little girl sit at home and watch TV all week. We were gonna hit the road, go on playdates, swim at pools, go on adventures, be outside and go to some of the free attractions around town.<br />
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WELL.<br />
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After toting around a feisty girl, a teething baby who has lots of needs, sweating, fighting the rain, fighting nap time schedules, fighting feeding schedules, spit up, loading and unloading a stroller multiple times a day, and holding a baby in a pool and then having your daughter declare that she needs to go potty right now and it's an emergency and you have nowhere to put the baby... I've just decided that this week we will stay home and watch TV. That was entirely too much effort.<br />
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Cause really there's nothing more fun than being in a swim suit, sopping wet, holding a slippery wet baby who's angry, and trying to help a child also in a wet swim suit wipe herself while trying not to drop the wet baby.<br />
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Happy Summer, everyone!<br />
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7:00am. Ellie appears next to my bed. She wants to know what we are doing today. She wants to know if a friend can come over. I tell her she's going to school today. She would like to know what her teachers have planned for her school day. I tell her I don't know. She suggests that I check my phone. I pull her into the bed where she lays in between me and Grant and asks questions. I randomly say "yes" or "no" but I'm not really paying attention.<br />
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7:15am. Jack is awake and ready to eat. I make a bottle, walk upstairs, get the boy, come back down to the couch and feed the hungry kid. Ellie sits on my lap at the same time and lists all the shows she would like to watch and in what order.<br />
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7:20am. Make breakfast. By "make breakfast" I mean pop an Eggo waffle into the toaster and serve that with a banana and a cup of milk. Voila. Turn on PBS Kids (hooray for Curious George and Daniel Tiger!) and put Jack in his exersaucer.<br />
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7:45am. Put on some clothing and a minimal amount of makeup.<br />
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8:05am. Pack Ellie's lunch.<br />
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8:15am. Gather clothing for the kids. Dress them. Brush teeth, brush hair. (Just Ellie, not Jack.) (He only has 3 teeth, ya know?)<br />
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8:40am. Leave to take Ellie to school.<br />
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9:05am. Return home. Put Jack in his crib to finish the morning nap he started in the car. Get to desk, start working on Stella & Dot. Set up shows, email back responses to customer questions, make lists and order more samples.<br />
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9:30am. Finally surrender to the fact that Jack isn't sleeping anymore, but playing and bouncing in his crib. Go upstairs and get him and put him in a bouncy seat in my office. WORK for two full hours. Pay bills.<br />
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10:00am. Feed Jack a bottle. Talk on the phone during that process.<br />
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10:30am. Play with Jack because he's so dang cute.<br />
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11:00am. Prepare packages for post office run that needs to happen at some point today.<br />
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11:30am. Pay bills.<br />
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12:45pm. Drive to post office. Mail off all the fun things. (Lookbooks, earrings for giveaway winners)<br />
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1:30pm. Sit in car while Jack sleeps and text with other sweet Stella stylists - answer questions. Ask questions. Post in some of my Facebook trunk shows.<br />
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2:00pm. Get a Diet Coke from Wendy's for the love.<br />
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2:20pm. Pick up Ellie from school. She gets in the car with a giant book that encompasses her entire school year. The book has artwork from the whole year as well as self-portraits and photographs of her and her friends with all the activities they did all year.<br />
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This is actually a family portrait. That's Jack at the top. Then me, Ellie (see her curly hair?) and Grant on the right. </div>
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2:23pm. See Ellie's end of the year progress report.<br />
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2:24pm. See that Ellie's sweet teachers wrote "Ellie is every teacher's dream. She's enthusiastic, flexible, and always cheerful. It's been a joy to have her in our class."<br />
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2:25pm. Weep like a baby.<br />
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3:00pm. Get home and play with Ellie and Jack and cry because they're getting so big. Give Ellie a snack. Turn on Nick Jr. and breathe for a few minutes.<br />
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3:45pm. Feed Jack a bottle.<br />
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4:45pm. Leave for the dance studio to buy more tickets for Ellie's recital. Get there and realize the line is approximately forever long. Stand there holding the giant 6 month old baby and wrangling the needy, hungry, tired little girl who doesn't understand appropriate line waiting behavior. Needing to go potty right before it's your turn is not okay. Stand there for an hour, buy tickets, leave - dripping with sweat because that was a whole lotta work. Arm workout accomplished.<br />
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6:00pm. Get home from dance studio. Realize that the baby is asleep and you're leaving for dinner with your Bible study group in 20 minutes. Sit in the car with the kids so Jack can sleep. Let Ellie climb around like a hooligan.<br />
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6:15pm. Grant sits in the car with the kids so you can go inside and freshen up and get some food to bring to the restaurant for Jack.<br />
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6:30pm. Get to Smashburger cause kids eat free on Tuesdays. Visit with our Bible study friends. Jack eats pears and gets sleepy. Ellie has crossed over from sleepiness to delirious hyperactivity. She sits with a friend of ours who lets her watch hype videos of the new water park. Ellie loses her mind with anxious anticipation.<br />
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7:50pm. Get home. Change Jack's clothes and feed him a bottle and put that boy in the bed. Daddy takes care of Ellie's bed time.<br />
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8:30pm. Come downstairs and write this never ending blog.<br />
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8:52pm. Shut it down and sit on the couch and watch television and that's the end of that. <br />
<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-59383200513100359132016-05-05T12:07:00.005-05:002016-05-05T12:07:45.497-05:00She's Aliiiiiive<div style="text-align: center;">
Okay, so it's been awhile. Sorry about that. April and May have been crazy so far, but in the best possible way. We've been having fun and hitting milestones and my Stella & Dot business has taken off and then some. I have NINE trunk shows in May and I am having so much fun! We've had sweet time with our kids, Grant's parents came into town for a fun visit, and Jack has been growing like a weed. </div>
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Ellie loves to snuggle with him. She always wants him to sit and watch movies with her. She gets irritated that it lasts all of 90 seconds :)</div>
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Speaking of that Ellie girl.... we got her Spring pictures from school and I legit started to tear up.</div>
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She's grown and changed so much this year. She's so much fun and she says THE FUNNIEST THINGS and she has a million questions but she's learning and it's a privilege to watch her grow. </div>
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Yesterday she hollered from upstairs, "MOMMMMYYYY!!!! MOMMY!! HEY! DO YOU WANNA COME UPSTAIRS AND SMELL MY FEET REAL QUICK?!?!?!"</div>
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We've hit a major milestone over here in that Jack can now sit up in a grocery cart, GOD BLESS AMERICA. He's pretty happy about it too. Grocery shopping has been a challenge these last few months but I think it's gonna get a little easier now that these two sweet potatoes are sitting up and we aren't taking up an entire grocery cart with that giant carrier. </div>
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The other night, Grant ran outside and brought this ENORMOUS frog to the window. Ellie was intrigued but very much wanted that frog to stay outside. Mama did too. </div>
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We also have bunny rabbits in our backyard and we recently had a turtle in our driveway so basically I'm like Snow White and all the woodland forest creatures flock to me. </div>
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A few weeks ago, my BFF Lindsee graciously hosted my first in-home (I do some Facebook shows too) Stella & Dot trunk show. It was SO much fun. I mean I know I'm technically working but it's also a girls night. A girls night I get paid for. WIN WIN.</div>
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And yesterday we took this chunk to his 6 month check up BECAUSE SOMEHOW HE IS 6 MONTHS OLD NOW. HOW?!?!? He is doing great and he's a big boy and he sleeps well and eats well and he's gonna be crawling soon, I can tell. He's much more physical than his sister was so I am buckling my seat belt. </div>
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I just got back from a Mother's Day Tea at Ellie's school this morning. We had french toast and fruit and muffins and tea and coffee and our littles gave us a sweet card and another little handmade gift. I'm so thankful to be the Mommy of this little love bug. She's nothing but joy. </div>
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Me: "It'll turn off in a second, baby."<br />
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Ellie: "I tryin to watch Doc McStuffins and it keeps going away!"<br />
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Me: "It's called an Emergency Alert"<br />
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Ellie: "Why is it doin that?! It's too loud!"<br />
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Me: "It's just telling us that the rain is really, really bad."<br />
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Ellie: "....... we already know that."<br />
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We're in a full on major storm event over here. Our little area of Katy has gotten about a foot of rain since 10pm last night. My poor husband was up all night trying to keep the damage to a minimum. We've got water in the garage and water in the walls, dripping down into a little puddle by the backdoor. It seems to be going right through the light switch panel so we aren't turning on those lights in case the electrical system is wet.<br />
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Thankfully the kids mostly slept through it. All schools are canceled. Monday is my grocery shopping day and I guess I won't be out doing that. Looks like I'll be thawing some things from the freezer.<br />
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Aside from that, we had a really, really great weekend. I got to see my sister and her family - they were in from Austin and we spent about 4 hours together on Saturday. I came home from that and found my husband installing a light fixture above the breakfast table. I bought it 9 months ago and we never got around to installing it. We installed that one and also one above the dining room table. Here's my view from my desk right now:<br />
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And here's the new breakfast room lantern:<br />
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It came with glass panels to go around the lantern but for right now we decided not to put those in because that seemed like a pain in the you-know-what to keep clean. Grant also built me some shelves in the laundry room this weekend and I feel so happy and organized in there that it also makes me want to do laundry.<br />
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Alright. We're gonna hunker down and toast up some Eggo waffles over here and put cinnamon and sugar on them because we are a household that loves gluten.<br />
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You stay dry, Texas.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-38298001049218902372016-03-29T11:20:00.001-05:002016-03-29T11:20:26.762-05:00Diamonds and Candles and Nasal CongestionI feel like I absolutely have to blog this very minute because Ellie is at school and Jack is sleeping and the house is quiet and I have a very rare opportunity at this moment to post something here. Also, the last few weeks/months I've really been slacking on posting here so this is way overdue!<br />
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1. My mom told me about this cool candle called the <a href="https://www.diamondcandles.com/meet-the-luxe-ring-candle/?utm_source=cz&utm_medium=CPC&utm_term=Luxe_Candle-cz&utm_content=Test&utm_campaign=Luxe_Candle_Intro&gclid=Cj0KEQjwz-i3BRDtn53Z5Z7t4PUBEiQA23q2AN3WGuVbjXxe09W8oFdrgkq8greGFBZplXmqpbwe1h8aApT-8P8HAQ" target="_blank">Diamond Candle</a>. I think it's such a fun gift idea... you burn a candle and as the wax gets lower you find a little ziploc bag with a ring inside! See?<br />
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2. This is a pic of my kids at roughly the same age. I find them to be identical sometimes. Munchkin loves. The little noses.</div>
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3. Speaking of little noses.... my little Jackers has had a rough several days of nasal congestion. We've elevated mattresses, suctioned (the nose frida is a disgusting and magical tool) and run the humidifier every night. Any other suggestions? It's just the saddest thing.<br />
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This is what he's doing right this very minute:<br />
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Little known fact about Jack: He REALLY likes to sleep with blankets or lovies next to his face. I first noticed it when he was a newborn. He'd take the burp cloth from my shoulder and cover his face with it. Then the stroller blanket. Anytime he's near a couch pillow or someone's sweater, he immediately falls asleep as soon as it is near his cheek. I realize this is frowned upon by the American Board of Pediatrics so I don't need you to remind me of that ( I monitor it closely!) but I think it's pretty sweet. It might even be hereditary as I do like to sleep with my entire body and head under the covers. I think if I allowed it he would do the very same thing! </div>
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He was in the bouncy seat and was kinda squirmy and cranky but I could tell he was tired. I put the fox next to his cheek and I guarantee you he was asleep within 15 seconds. </div>
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4. I'm super addicted to a new show on TLC. A few weeks ago my friend Laura (hey Lulu!) texted me to ask if I'm watching Long Lost Family on TLC. The show follows people who gave up children for adoption and are looking for them and also children that were given up for adoption and are looking for their birth parents. I think only 4 episodes have aired so far and I AM OBSESSED. It's amazing and I get a good cry in during each episode. For all my other ancestry nerd friends, set your DVR's for Sunday nights. Thank for the tip, Laura dear!<br />
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Well, Spring Break is over and I just dropped this little sunshine girl off at school. </div>
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She was SO HAPPY to go back. We had a fun, eventful week but my love bug thrives on routine and structure so she was so glad to get back into the swing of things. </div>
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She had a little incident almost two weeks ago. She was jumping on the couch (which she knows she shouldn't be doing) and then she slipped and face planted into the coffee table. I'll spare you the gory pics, but let's just say I ran into Grant's office while he was on the phone with my hands covered in blood and said YOU NEED TO GET OFF THE PHONE NOW. Blood was everywhere, Ellie was screaming, Jack was crying because I dared to put him down to deal with his sister, and I was fairly certain she might have knocked out a tooth. I wasn't sure on that because she refused to let me see into her mouth. It was a lovely scene. </div>
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Aside from a giant, fat lip with a pretty gnarly gash, all was well. We went to her pediatric dentist who took a few x-rays and confirmed that her front tooth was pushed back a little bit but it is not loose and there shouldn't be any long term damage, especially since it's a baby tooth. We're all just glad it's over. It sounded and looked a lot scarier than it actually was!</div>
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Last weekend Ellie finally got her first haircut. Y'all, she is three and a half years old and has never had a proper haircut. I have no excuses other than to say I'm emotionally attached to her hair. </div>
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She did so great! I was nervous that she would freak out but she did okay. We just trimmed it and most people can't even really tell the difference... but it looks so much healthier. </div>
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I recently discovered Snap Chat because I am late to most parties but the filters on that thing are endlessly entertaining to 3 year olds. </div>
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If you're on Snapchat, you can follow me there - my name is jennydawntx. It's mostly "day in the life" stuff over there. I'm having fun with it! </div>
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We got a new stroller for the kids - a sit and stand kind so Ellie can hop on and off. She loves it. I went to the rodeo with my mom, sister, niece and nephew last week and we got to try it out. Jack sat up in the front for the first time and it was so dang cute. </div>
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I am obsessed with him. </div>
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Sister had a good time too!</div>
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Another new development is that the kids are bathing together now! Jack has his own personal tub within the tub. </div>
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We were bathing him in the sink but he is a very intense splasher in the bath and the whole countertop would get soaked every time we bathed him. And I would get soaked too. It was all kinds of fun. But Ellie loves having him in the bath. He still kicks very aggressively but at least all the splashes are contained. </div>
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And another new thing? THIS!</div>
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Y'all - when this kid even has a bottle he drinks it very violently. Yes, violently. He kicks and grabs my hair and pulls me in and squeezes the burp cloth and makes loud noises. He loves food and I know he gets that from his mama. It's super funny to watch. </div>
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Click on over to <a href="http://shamawomen.com/anewstory/" target="_blank">Shama Women</a>. I can't wait to tell you all about it.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-25520083654281092402016-03-03T11:25:00.004-06:002016-03-03T11:25:50.468-06:00What's Been Going On Around Here<div style="text-align: center;">
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Nothing all that exciting has been going on - life has gotten back to a regular routine - as much as possible with 2 littles in the house - and we are trying to get Jack on a daily schedule. Grant started a new job on February 1 (same role, different company) so he's been busy fully immersing himself into that. Otherwise we've been playing with our babies, spending time with our family, our church family, our friends, and trying to catch up on sleep. </div>
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Another new development is the YMCA - we've joined as a family and I've been so thrilled with it. The childcare is great and I have really liked taking some group exercise classes. However, I took my first cycle class last night and I may never recover. I was almost in tears during the class - not because my legs hurt but because the seat was KILLING ME. I also took a Body Pump class the other day - and for whatever reason in my mind I thought it was going to be like a Tae Bo type of class but instead it was basically an hour of weightlifting set to music. So, yeah, that was a shock.... Zumba was fun though!</div>
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Here'a few pics of life lately!</div>
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This Bubba is getting BIG! I grow a little more obsessed with him every single day. He's a chubbster - much bigger than his sister was at this stage. Tomorrow he will be 4 months old and he is in 6 month clothing. </div>
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I found an old Ellie picture the other day the caption said that she was about to be 8 months old and was still in 3-6 month clothing. Jack is probably twice the size she was when she was 4 months! I love how different they are from each other already. </div>
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Speaking of the girl, she is getting so big too, but in a totally different way. She's still tiny, but she's growing up so much. </div>
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She's really into making little art and pictures lately. She calls them all "my masterpiece!" and she is finally drawing things that I can actually tell what they are. A sunshine, a rainbow, a jellyfish... it's crazy to see her take pen to paper (or marker to paper, to be more specific) and see her decide to draw a jelly fish in the water and I look at it and don't have to just smile and nod at her. I can see it! </div>
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She's such a good big sister. She still calls him "My Little Gooski Man" and we have no idea where that came from. Gooski. </div>
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However, it has resulted in a new little nickname we've started calling him: Goose. So we've always called her Bug, and I'm wondering if "Goose" is going to stick. Bug and Goose. How we got Bug and Goose from Ellie and Jack I'll never really know :)</div>
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He has a new habit - I lay him on his back and he IMMEDIATELY flips over to his tummy. But then, he can't go back to his back for some reason and he gets really mad. So we're just having a ton of tummy time which really limits how long I can lay him down and get chores done because he only tolerates the tummy for so long. However, before I know it he is going to be mobile (gulp!) and so I'm thankful for tummy time for a little while longer.</div>
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He is finally sleeping well, consistently. I give him his last bottle around 7pm, he falls right to sleep, and then he wakes up for another bottle around 5am. Usually he will go back to sleep after that for about another hour or two but not always. Regardless, I'll take it! I've gotten my evenings back and I'm really thankful for that. </div>
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Yesterday I was so overwhelmed by how much he really does look like his sister. I went back and found an old pic to do a side by side comparison and THE GENES ARE STRONG WITH THESE ONES. Oh, my babies...</div>
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Lastly, today is Rodeo Day at Ellie's school so everyone got all fancy in their Western Wear. She was so excited this morning to have pigtails and a "Big Danna" and a cowboy hat. She was quite disappointed that I did not provide her with a lasso. </div>
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It's OSCAR NIGHT! This date has been written in my calendar for months and months. Yes, I'm a person who writes major award shows in her planner because I know that I need to be writing one of these things for y'all and I can't be double booking myself. Several years ago I didn't plan ahead and we were in Disney World on Oscar night and I was using crappy hotel internet to write a blog and it was just not my best moment. So I schedule this business! </div>
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As usual, I'd like to remind everyone that I am sitting on my couch in yoga pants, a t-shirt from Target, no makeup, and my hair in a pony tail. I also got my eyebrows waxed yesterday and I had some kind of a reaction to the wax so I have a million little red bumps all over my brow area. Every person in this recap looks 10 million times better than me. I am writing silly things about red carpet fashion that I know absolutely nothing about. Most of my clothes come from Old Navy. All these people are fabulous and beautiful and should pay no attention to this stay-at-home-mom from Katy, Texas and all of her foolishness. </div>
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This is really cool and unique. I would not have chosen yellow but the dress itself is cool. The bottom reminds me of ice cream and I have very positive feelings about ice cream. </div>
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Y'all know how I feel about this color. LOVE. I don't love the little jellyfish tentacles billowing around her but the cut and the belt and the train and the color are just gorgeous. </div>
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"Oh, fashion designer person... This dress is beautiful. Thank you for designing it for me. I love the color of it and I will look amazing in it. My only request is that you add a lot of silk flowers to it, especially on the shoulders. No, bigger. BIG. SILK. FLOWERS. I want to look like a Butterfly Garden. Yes, that's it. Thank you."</div>
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WE HAVE A NECKLACE WINNER, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN</div>
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Earring perfection. Bump perfection. I totes looked like this for both of my pregnancies. Except add like 4 more chins and about 3 more inches to the arms.</div>
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One of the better things she's worn lately. Her earrings look like washers, but I'm gonna let that slide. </div>
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I'm all conflicted. The cut of this dress is perfect for her. I'm just sad the designer put down the taffeta fabric and instead chose to use Glad ForceFlex.</div>
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Is it a dress? Is it pants? It's both?! It's like the Skort of evening gowns!</div>
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"Wrinkle up some foil and I'll wear that."</div>
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"I'm not wearing socks, and I'm not smiling."</div>
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RACHEL. I adore her always. She looks great and I love this color. </div>
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Reese in purple! Excellent choice, lady!</div>
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Sarah announced the nominees in a category and as she talked and told her jokes, Grant said "Her body moves independently of her dress" which was exactly right. It was weird. Also, is she dating Michael Sheen now? Are they a thing? How interesting...</div>
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The award show was funny but weird and the "Thank You Ticker" at the bottom of the screen was hilarious and awesome. I would like to have a thank you ticker for major events in my life. After my next birthday I'm going to send a video out to my friends in my family and underneath it will be the Thank You Ticker:</div>
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<i>"Jenny would like to thank the following people: Her sister for the Target gift card..... Grant for sending her off for a pedicure....",</i> </div>
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-25877238850964325532016-02-23T12:43:00.003-06:002016-02-23T12:43:29.442-06:00Yesterday Was My FaultYesterday was not my best mama day. I'm gonna go ahead and own that. It was not a good day around here, and it was probably my own fault.<br />
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Jack woke up at 5:30 for a bottle and after he finished it he decided to stay awake and play rather than go back to sleep. I was snapping out of a deep sleep and wasn't quite ready to be awake for the day, but I didn't have much of a choice. I tried to be happy and cheerful, which wasn't all that hard at first because Jack was laughing and smiling and just being his chubby, happy self. But as the hours ticked by I was still tired and he became less content.<br />
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To add on to all of this, it was a gloomy, rainy day and I was just wanting to curl up on the couch with a blanket and do nothing. But my children - they do not allow that kind of a day.<br />
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I was snippy with them. I was cranky. I put my workout clothes on thinking that we would go to the Y and I could run off some of my bad mood, but we never made it. Ellie wasn't being a good listener, she broke something, she spilled something on the couch, we went to the grocery store and it was raining and I unloaded all the groceries and she was asking approximately 479 questions (THAT IS NOT AN EXAGGERATION) throughout all of it.<br />
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At one point I said, "I DON'T WANT TO ANSWER QUESTIONS ANYMORE." She actually just said okay and walked away. Remind me to try that strategy again.<br />
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Around 1:30 or so, I texted Grant and said "I could use some prayer. I'm in a horrible mood and she's not helping." He called and we talked a bit - I told him that I was just cranky and this was probably not as bad as it was in my head. It was one of those moments where my kids probably could just blink and I would feel like they did that wrong too.<br />
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Admittedly, my child is indeed chatty and opinionated and if you aren't in the right kind of mindset for that kind of enthusiasm and energy and demanding-ness then the day can be a little trying. That was yesterday.<br />
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At one point, Ellie got in trouble for breaking something that I had told her not to touch. After she finished crying, we hugged and kissed and I told her that I loved her. She said "do you forgive me, Mommy?" I told her "of course." And then she said "<i>Mommy, I forgive you too." </i>Now, what she was implying was that she forgave me for putting her in time out for breaking something that she had been told not to touch. She disobeyed. She was put in time out. There's no reason for me to be apologetic about that. But when she said it, I realized that I wasn't being a very nice mommy yesterday. I was snippy, dismissive, and feeling sorry for myself. And that kind of attitude isn't what makes a joyful home.... and I really do strive to have a home full of fun and joy. It's the best way to live life.<br />
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I kept trying to snap out of it. I prayed. Listened to some good music. Ate a cookie. Had another cup of coffee. But I just couldn't do it.<br />
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When I woke up this morning, I was so thankful. It's a NEW. DAY. Me and my babies are going to have a new day. God's mercies are new every morning, and I got a fresh start today and another chance to stop whining about how tired I am (and how hungry I am) (I'm still not eating pasta or bread) (words can not express how badly I wanted Kraft Macaroni & Cheese and a Diet Coke yesterday) and move forward with a day where I'm actually productive and kind to others.<br />
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Today is a better day. And I'm very thankful for that.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-6550995131506581322016-02-22T08:00:00.000-06:002016-02-22T08:00:24.703-06:00The First LieI've been waiting for this to happen - I knew it was only a matter of time. Thursday was the first time my daughter looked me in the eye and blatantly lied to my face. Repeatedly. And she got caught.<br />
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We've been having an issue that started a few weeks ago. When we'd get home from school I would unpack her backpack and clean out her lunchbox, only to find that she had not really eaten her lunch at all. Maybe a few blueberries but that was about it. We kept talking about the importance of eating her lunch - especially since she hardly eats any breakfast at all. "How are you surviving such a long day, with SO MUCH ENERGY, and only on about 100 calories?!"<br />
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When we got home, she would tell me that she was hungry (obviously) so I would make her eat her lunch from her lunchbox, and she would happily eat all of it in its entirety. So, she would eat it at home, but just not at the table with her friends at school.<br />
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A few weeks ago, her teacher mentioned it to me. "All of a sudden, she's not eating her lunch anymore." I know. We agreed she's distracted and wants to play. I told her I'd discuss it more with Ellie. So, Thursday morning, as I was making her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to go into her lunchbox, I laid down the law:<br />
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"Ellie. Look at me. You have to eat all of your sandwich at lunch today. No matter what. You HAVE to eat ALL your sandwich. If you don't, then there will be NO SHOWS and NO iPAD for the rest of the day. Do you understand?"<br />
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"Yes."<br />
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"So what do you have to do?"<br />
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"Eat my sandwich."<br />
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"And what happens if you don't eat your sandwich?"<br />
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"No shows. No iPad."<br />
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"That's right."<br />
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We went over it again right before she got out of the car to go into school.<br />
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So, sure enough, she happily jumped into the car at 2:30 that afternoon with a big, happy declaration:<br />
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"I EAT ALL MY SANDWICH, MOM!"<br />
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And I believed her, because she is easily bribed with television shows. I congratulated her and told her she did a good job. However, as our drive home went on, I began to get the sense that maybe she wasn't being entirely truthful.<br />
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"Mommy? Are you gonna be mad at me?"<br />
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"Why would I be mad at you?"<br />
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"Nothing."<br />
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"Hey, Mommy? I don't want you to look in my lunchbox."<br />
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"But I thought you ate your sandwich?"<br />
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"I did. But Mommy, I don't want you to tell me that I didn't eat my sandwich. That makes me very frustrated."<br />
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So for the rest of the drive home, we had a big talk about what a lie is and what the truth is. I gave examples of truths and lies. I explained that we can't tell lies to mommy and daddy - that lying isn't nice and that we aren't allowed to lie. I told her that even the Bible tells us not to lie. She understood the concept.<br />
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"So, I'm gonna ask you one more time. Did you eat your sandwich?"<br />
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"Yes."<br />
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It was at this point that I texted Grant.<br />
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Me: Are you at home?<br />
Grant: Yes<br />
Me: Okay. We are in the neighborhood. I think I'm about to catch her in her first lie.<br />
Grant: Awesome. I'll be there.<br />
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So we walk in. I pull her lunchbox out. I ask one more time. I explain what a lie is one more time. And I tell her that if she didn't eat her sandwich she will also have to go to time out for a long time. DID YOU EAT YOUR SANDWICH?<br />
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YES.<br />
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So she had no shows all day, and no iPad, AND she had time out AND she had to eat her sandwich for dinner AND we had about 10 lectures about lying. I'm not sure if she got it or not. I know she just doesn't want to get into trouble.</div>
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So, it happened. At least it's done. I feel such a huge responsibility to make sure she turns out to be a decent human with an honest heart. I guess that job starts now. </div>
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<br />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-8886544829217623382016-02-18T16:44:00.000-06:002016-02-18T16:44:04.227-06:00Why I Have to Watch Grey's AnatomyDuring a commercial break last Thursday night, I said to Grant "I think I'm going to write a blog about why I have to watch Grey's Anatomy after all these years."<br />
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"Yeah, but then you'd have to admit that you still watch Grey's Anatomy."<br />
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"I know."<br />
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In March of 2005, Tiffany and I were sitting in our apartment in Denton. We had just finished watching another show, and immediately after it was over a new show called Grey's Anatomy began. We sat there in our first apartment, enthralled with the first Shonda Rhimes show any of us had ever seen. We loved it. It was our new favorite show.<br />
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Fast forward to 2016. Life is a little different than it was in March 2005. I'm no longer dating Grant. I got engaged to him and then married to him and then we moved to Louisiana and then we moved to Houston and then we moved to Katy and we've had 2 kids AND THAT DANG SHOW IS STILL ON.<br /><br />
I've thought about it, and I've watched Grey's Anatomy in 7 different homes that I've lived in over the last 11 years. The show has followed me everywhere.<br />
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And can I be honest about something?<br />
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I'm ready for it to be over.<br />
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It's gone on too long.<br />
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When it started we had Meredith, Derek, the Chief, Bailey, Izzy, Karev, Cristina, Burke and George. Here they are in their little baby face glory days:<br />
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Let's talk about each of them and what they are up to now:<br />
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<b>Burke:</b> Gone. Quit the hospital (due to much publicized real life drama and bad behavior on set by Isaiah Washington)<br />
<b>Bailey: </b>Still there. She's the Chief now!<br />
<b>Cristina Yang</b>: Gone. In Switzerland, I believe doing cardio miracles. I miss her every single episode.<br />
<b>Chief Webber:</b> Still there. Not the Chief anymore.<br />
<b>George:</b> Died - hit by a bus.<br />
<b>Izzy:</b> Gone. Married Denny, Denny died, she saw dead Denny because of a brain tumor, got cancer, married Karev, divorced Karev and left.<br />
<b>Karev:</b> Still there.<br />
<b>Derek Shepherd:</b> Dead and gone.<br />
<b>Meredith Grey:</b> Still there, has 3 kids, but has seen more near death experiences than any human should have to see in their lifetime. We will get to that later.<br />
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So, in summary, of the original cast only FOUR of them are still on the show. Since then, about 900 characters have come and gone.<br />
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Others who have died tragically:<br />
<b>Mark Sloan</b><br />
<b>Lexi Grey</b><br />
<b>Adele Webber</b><br />
<b>Henry (Teddy's husband) (Remember Teddy? She left too)</b><br />
<b>Ellis Grey</b><br />
<b>Heather (the girl from Corrina Corrina) (she was electrocuted)</b><br />
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And this doesn't even touch those that came, stayed awhile, and then left.... like Addison Montgomery Shepherd, Teddy, Hahn (remember Hahn? she dated Callie for awhile and then just disappeared?)<br />
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This is the cast that changes all the time. We've had a few add ons that have stayed for quite awhile - Callie Torres, Arizona Robbins, Owen Hunt, April, and Jackson to name a few.<br />
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Here's the current cast:<br />
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Now, let's discuss the ridiculousness that these people have endured:<br />
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Major car crashes<br />
A bomb in the hospital<br />
Ambulance crashes<br />
A PLANE CRASH<br />
Shooter in the hospital<br />
Fire in the hospital<br />
Electrocution<br />
A violent attack by a patient<br />
Near drowning<br />
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And those are just the ones I can remember. This brings me to the point of this blog - WHY AM I STILL WATCHING THIS?<br />
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I've had plenty of opportunities to leave. On the Grey's Anatomy highway, there have been plenty of exits. I could've left when Izzie started seeing Dead Denny in the halls of Seattle Grace. I could've left when Mark Sloan died BECAUSE I WAS SO ANGRY. I could've bailed after Derek died BECAUSE WHY. I could've left when Meredith had her 9th near death experience because this is getting redundant.<br />
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But here's the thing.<br />
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I can't stop now.<br />
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I can't stop watching now.<br />
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It's like bailing from a marathon at 25 miles. It's almost done, right? It has to be done at some point, right? It's not gonna be like Days of our Lives and I'm going to watch Meredith Grey move into an Assisted Living Community, right?<br />
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I can't stop now. I've got to see it through to the end. I will endure. I'm in it for the long haul - but I just hope that comes quickly!Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-39584570690263701742016-02-15T20:45:00.000-06:002016-02-15T20:45:47.477-06:00Red Carpet Recap: Grammys 2016Let me preface this with a few disclaimers:<br />
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1. I do not know who 90% of these people are. I'm sure they are all lovely but I do not know their names or how they have contributed to the music world in the last year.<br />
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2. I usually like to keep this blog pretty PG but some of these outfits are rated R and I'm sorry about that. I am just as shocked as you are. Minor panic attacks happening. So many ta-ta's and hoo-hoo's are soooo close to revealing themselves. It makes me all kinds of nervous.<br />
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3. This probably won't be very funny. There's just going to be a lot of me being confused and wondering who these people are and why they thought this was okay to wear. The Grammy's stress me out, man.<br />
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4. Clearly they all got some kind of memo about how it is suggested that they wear black, white, or a combination of the two. There are a LOT of black dresses tonight - which you would think would mean they would be very classy looking but THAT IS NOT THE CASE.<br />
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IT'S HER. </div>
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ARIANA. QUIT DOING THE SAME DANG THING WITH YOUR HAIR FOR EVERY SINGLE RED CARPET EVENT. BRANCH. OUT. SISTER. Thank you very much okay bye. </div>
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Why wear a tie when you can wear a black doily?</div>
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According to my minimal research, these two dapper gentlemen are a musical duo. They are a band. However, they clearly did not agree when it came time to decide what they would be wearing. Brother #1 was determined to wear his maroon tuxedo while Brother #2 was like "No thanks, I'd like to look like a grounds keeper at St. Andrews from the late 19th century."</div>
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Ma'am. This isn't that kind of show. </div>
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I like this. It's like a starry, starry night. </div>
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Taylor. I like your hair. I like your necklace. But what is happening here. You're wearing a pair of pink panties with a skirt attached. </div>
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Can we just have a moment about something here? My friend Nathan directed me to this picture of his friend who is a Baylor graduate and a nominee tonight for a Grammy award. Let's see what he and his date chose to wear tonight:</div>
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Thank you for wearing a color. </div>
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Travis Barker arrived with child version of Bieber and also a "My Size Barbie"</div>
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I'm sorry. This was not my best work but WHAT A NIGHT. I need to go lay down. I'm exhausted.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-42025278630465844702016-02-10T10:52:00.002-06:002016-02-10T10:52:21.610-06:00Expectation vs. Reality: A Night at Home AloneExpectation:<br />
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You're all by yourself for the night - and rather than be sad about an evening alone, you decide to make the most of it. You get both kids fed and and in their beds by 7:30. You come downstairs and clean up the mess of the day, start the dishwasher, run the dryer one more time for good measure, and cook yourself a healthy dinner.<br />
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You sit down on the couch with your food and your remote and your phone and set a plan of attack on your DVR.<br />
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You've got shows to watch, and by golly, you're gonna watch them.<br />
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You're gonna sit alone on your couch and be quiet and talk to no one and watch all the shows.<br />
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Reality:<br />
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You're going to fall asleep 10 minutes into the first show at 8:30pm and then wake up on your couch at 3:45 am and then you feed the baby and then stumble into your bedroom around 4am and go to sleep.<br />
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No shows were watched.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-23949677096436218332016-02-04T18:26:00.003-06:002016-02-04T18:26:58.300-06:00I Considered Bringing my Babies to a College PartyOkay. It's been awhile since I've blogged. Things have been happening.<br />
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1. First things first. I'm sick. Like, legit, on the antibiotics and I have a fever kind of sick. I have a sinus infection and an ear infection. I didn't even know adults could get ear infections. Am I going to have to get tubes in my ears like all the toddlers of the world? I don't know. All I know is that I feel like I got hit by a truck. Grant has been following me around with hand sanitizer every time he thinks I might touch the children. I'm so thankful for him - after I clocked a fever last night he sent me straight to bed, brought me soup and then took care of the kids ALL NIGHT as Jack has been a little needy between the hours of 2 and 4 am. I think Grant slept on Jack's bedroom floor at some point last night. Thank goodness for Grammy who dropped everything and came over here this morning and fed the baby and helped me immensely as I literally was under a blanket shivering for a few hours waiting for my fever to break. I have no voice (I'm sure Grant is happy to have me stop talking for a bit) and my nose is raw from all the kleenex. It's been a real blast around here.<br />
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2. Since I went to bed last night at about 6:00pm, I alternated between sleeping and watching some shows I've been meaning to watch. I watched <i>Grease Live</i> which was the best live TV musical I've seen yet. It was so well done, great performances, and was much less awkward than <i>The Sound of Music</i> and <i>Peter Pan</i>. It also reminded me of all of my great performances at my family's old lakehouse where I would totally dominate "Hopelessly Devoted to You" on a karaoke machine.<br />
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There's noooooooowhere to hide!"<br />
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The 14 year old version of myself would put on my headband and imagine myself wandering around a porch in a nightgown singing that song.<br />
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3. I also watched the first episode of <i>The People vs. O.J. Simpson</i> which was ALL KINDS OF INTRIGUING. I do remember seeing the Bronco chase as a little girl - we were over at Lindsee's house watching the Rockets game and our dads were irritated that the game was being interrupted for the chase. I knew some of the details but my parents certainly sheltered me from a lot of the more gruesome details of the case. After one episode of this show, I am certainly floored that he was not convicted. Watch the first episode, people. It's so good.<br />
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4. Last week, Grant and I took a day date to his alma mater, Texas A&M.<br />
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We spent the morning at the George H.W. Bush Presidential Library which was quite interesting and educational.<br />
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We then walked around the campus and observed all the college students doing their college student things.<br />
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They were all wearing earphones as they walked around campus. All of them. Walking very fast and in a determined manner while listening to whatever they were listening to. This was really strange to see.<br />
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The girls are really adorable and in the best shape of their life.<br />
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As we walked through the MSC, Grant turned to me and told me that he just wanted to shout to everyone, "DON'T EVER LEAVE! STAY HERE FOREVER! DOUBLE MAJOR IN EVERYTHING!" When you leave college everyone makes you be an adult and being an adult is hard.<br />
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Speaking of being an adult, the highlight of our day happened when we walked out of the MSC and saw a group of athletic looking early-twenty-somethings handing out fliers to people. As we walked around them, one of the muscle boys walked up to us and extended a flier to us. "Hey guys! We're having a party Friday night, hope y'all can make it!"<br />
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That's right. The Swimming and Diving team invited these two thirty-somethings to a party.<br />
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I laughed and said "Oh, thanks! We'll bring our two kids!" and then he laughed and it was just a whole moment.<br />
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It really was a great day together and it was nice to spend a few hours without the kiddos. I ate a whole meal and never took anyone to the bathroom or fought with anyone about food. It was super special.<br />
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Today, Jack is 3 months old.<br />
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He strongly dislikes tummy time and continues to feel really passionate about eating. He's smiling and laughing more and reaching for toys and pulling hair and he's just a chunkamunk and I love him.<br />
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He's getting fuzzy hair on his head and I'm obsessed with it. I'm thankful for my little guy.<br />
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5. I haven't talked much about this because I don't like to discuss this kind of thing because I hate it, but I've been eating healthy for over a month now (NO PASTA. NO BREAD. NO DIET COKE. NO WINE.) I probably "cheat" once a week with a glass of wine at a social event but other than that I'm eating meats and vegetables and fruits. I know I'm doing what's right for a body BUT Y'ALL KNOW HOW I LOVE MY FAMILY OF CHEESE AND COMPLEX CARBS. It's felt like a death. I'm even drinking my coffee pretty much black.<br />
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However, as I mentioned before, I am sick - and today I'm thinking about cheating. I don't want to take backwards steps when I've already made a lot of progress - but I'm sick and I DO NOT WANT TO EAT A SALAD. I DO NOT WANT VEGETABLES. It's been 5 weeks of health food and fruit and lettuce and carrots and I WANT SOMETHING THAT FILLS ME WITH JOY. Queso, y'all.<br />
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What am I going to do when surrounded with Super Bowl food? Queso! Meatballs! Dip! Chips! Chili! What am I going to do?!?<br />
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6. I hadn't written in awhile because I'm lazy but also because I was having major computer issues. My computer would only power on when plugged into a power cord (which kind of defeats the purpose of a laptop) and kept telling me it was the year 2000. It was running reaaallly slow and browsing the internet or writing a blog took way longer that it needed to. Y'all should've seen me screaming at my computer trying to write <a href="http://www.somanywordsblog.com/2016/01/golden-globes-2016-red-carpet-recap.html" target="_blank">my Golden Globes post</a>. I was a real peach. Anyhoo, I took it to the Apple store and Ronnie hooked me up with a new battery and all is well and here I am.<br />
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Peace out, homies. Mucinex and I are going to go spend some quality time together.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552482055790069890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438013659013419081.post-78348130715737356722016-01-21T12:21:00.002-06:002016-01-21T12:21:46.482-06:00Jenny's Newborn Must HavesJack is about two and a half months old and I still am astonished at how much gear this kid needs. He is our second child, even, and I still had forgotten since Ellie about the amount of stuff it takes to manage life with a newborn. <div>
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Up until a few days ago, this is what Jack slept in exclusively. I can pull it right up next to my bed. It folds up very easily so I can take it anywhere, like if we were going to visit the grandparents. The best part about this thing is that it rocks on its own. This has rocked Jack to sleep so many times. It can rock for 6 hours or 45 minutes, or it can be still. It also vibrates and plays music, but I don't use those features very often. It's not too big and he sleeps so well in it. Just this week we moved him upstairs to his crib - but we will continue to use the Rock 'n Play when we go out of town or to other people's houses. I can not say enough how much we've used this. </div>
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I've used this so much with both of my babies. It props them up, it's cozy enough for them to sleep in, it vibrates, and Jack LOVES to look at the birds. He kicks and smiles at them all the time. Ellie didn't love the birds as much but Jack is obsessed with them. I use this bouncer all the time. It's Jack's main station to sit in in the living room when I'm working around the house. I also pull it into my bathroom and he sits there while I shower and get ready. I also have Ellie's old one upstairs and he sits in that when we are in Ellie's room, if I'm folding and putting away laundry, or if I've giving Ellie a bath. It's just where he hangs out and I love this thing. </div>
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Look, I know most people know about the Boppy pillow but this has been another thing we have used a lot to prop Jack up when he's sleeping or eating. I used it a lot in the hospital and immediately after we got home because I could use it as a pillow for him and support for me, while it was also really gentle and nice on my abdomen post c-section. Hooray for Boppy's!</div>
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Y'all, my people can cook. Whether it was friends, family, or our church family, we were definitely very well taken care of when it came to food. I can not tell you how much this saved our lives. I was not yet at a point that I felt that I could go to the store and cooking seemed so daunting. But, the troops rallied and sent out a meal calendar and for about 6 weeks we had 2-3 meals a week brought to our home. It's made me want to be better about doing this for other people cause I can not say enough what a gigantic, huge help this was to us. AND IT WAS SO GOOD. I need to do this for other people more. It's my New Years Resolution or something like that :) BRING PEOPLE FOOD, Y'ALL. It's a MINISTRY. </div>
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The Baby Keurig has solved all of our issues. We push a button and in 20 seconds we have a mixed bottle at the right temperature. Literally 20 seconds. It's amazing. We can select how many ounces we want. There are different settings for different brands of formula since they all their differences. It's amazing and we use it all the time.</div>
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I read an article earlier today talking about the big money that goes into the dresses for these red carpet events. Apparently, an actress can earn UP TO HALF A MILLION DOLLARS for wearing a certain dress. Like, a designer would pay someone $500,000 American Dollars to wear their dress that night.</div>
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I would just like the designers of New York and Paris and Los Angeles and wherever to know that I am currently taking offers. Make me an evening gown. I will wear that sucker all over Katy, Texas. </div>
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I will wear it in the carpool line.</div>
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I will wear it in the Kroger.</div>
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I will wear it to church. (This is a big one, as I sometimes sing on stage so this would give you more exposure.)</div>
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I will wear it in my living room.</div>
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TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT, OSCAR DE LA RENTA.</div>
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Please note that I like jewel tones and would like my cleavage to be covered and my arms to look very very skinny. Thank you. I look forward to receiving your packages.</div>
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Amy! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN! You're beautiful and I've missed you. </div>
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Okay.... you know what the design on her dress reminds me of? </div>
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I know this is simple but it is pretty gosh darn perfect.</div>
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Yellow and diamonds! What a great look! </div>
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But I know someone who probably wasn't thrilled with Ms. Ferrera wearing this gorgeous yellow dress:</div>
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AWKWARD.</div>
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I'm just glad Jennifer Lopez decided to veer away from her standard plunging, wide neckline, hip-high slits, and big top knot on her head with nude lips. Way to think outside the box, J.Lo! Unfortunately, America Ferrera thought in the same box you did. </div>
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Jane Fonda brought in a wedding cake designer and requested that they add some frosting to her bodice. That, or she really was going for the "My head is sticking out of a ruffled table skirt" look.</div>
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I like that ball gowns are slowly making a comeback. This is just beautiful.</div>
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Hi, Jim Halpert. I miss you and I love you and please tell Pam and the kids that we say hi. I MISS YOU.</div>
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Nude lips. Nude color dress. Nudity. </div>
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AND THE NECKLACE AWARD OF 2016 GOES TO JENNIFER LAWRENCE</div>
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Good gracious that necklace is everything.</div>
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Okay, the dress is really impressive - but can we just have a minute about her collar bones and her neck?! GOOD. GRACIOUS. I think my chin and my second chin are bigger than her whole head. </div>
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WELL. DONE. KATE.</div>
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You forgot your socks, Kev. </div>
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Her ta-tas are everywere but her makeup is flawless.</div>
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LADY ROSE! This is BEAUTIFUL!</div>
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I like her very much. She always makes the best choices on red carpets. Timeless and elegant and classy. </div>
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It's against her religious beliefs to smile. </div>
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I like this dress a lot - I just need her to put on some lipstick. </div>
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Not gonna lie - I like this dress and I like that color and I LOVE that necklace and she is so pretty and her hair is so pretty and that's what I think about all that. </div>
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Helen Mirren is giving J-Law a run for her money in the necklace winner award. Gorgeous.</div>
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Another necklace contender! This is such a great look. </div>
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Mrs. Anna Bates! I am going to finish this blog and then I'm going to curl up on the couch and spend an hour with you and Lady Mary and the rest of the Downton gang. Your dress is beautiful and your earrings are beautiful and I hope very much that you and Mr. Bates have a baby. </div>
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Did y'all know this girl is married to Johnny Depp? For real. She is. Also, her floral neckline looks exactly like a wreath of flowers I wore on my head as a child when I was a flower girl. Maybe I should find that wreath and open it up and wear it as a collar on my Target t-shirts. </div>
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I love Nancy Carrell's dress. </div>
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I mean this is just FUN. </div>
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This might be my very most favorite look on Queen Latifah EVER.</div>
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I adore Rachel McAdams and every movie she makes. The back of her hair was really, really awesome and this dress is unique and I like her.</div>
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Her waist looks just like my waist. </div>
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What is going on with these people</div>
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Hi. I brought my own table cloth. Look at it. </div>
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Not. Loving. His. Hair.</div>
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Aziz doesn't know what to do with his hands or his body. </div>
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This is very, very, very pretty on her. I mean. She looks beautiful. </div>
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WHAT IS HAPPENING HELP ME PLEASE WHAT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO PLEASE SOMEONE TELL ME THIS WAS A DARE OR A LOST BET. It looks harmless enough until you see his FEET.</div>
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His toes are painted. Y'ALL WHY.</div>
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Okay, my friends. I think that's all for tonight. The man in the platform heels is more than I can wrap my head around. I'm going to go watch Downton and see some more modest fashions and think about a time when the most scandalous thing a woman could wear was pants. </div>
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Donatella Versace - have your people contact my people to discuss the gown you will be designing for me to wear to Shipley's Donuts. </div>
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