Ten Things Thursday

It is Thursday.

And here are 10 Random Things that in No Way Relate to One Another.

Enjoy.

1)  I was going to do a Wordless Wednesday post yesterday. 

But then, this happened:

And I felt it was more pressing.

Would you like to see what my post would have been if my husband hadn't shaved my baby?

It would have gone a little something like this:

Wordless Wednesday

Do you get it?

Do you get it?

It's pictures of him sleeping.

I'm not really good at Wordless Wednesdays.

I like to chat too much.

2)  I am having a hard time getting back on the diet bandwagon since our vacation. 

 I fear my stomach must have grown 3 sizes with all that snacking and eating and buffeting and sampling. 

On Tuesday, I was supposed to start back up with my 3 mean friends on Weight Watchers. 

And on Tuesday I made Slow Cooker Chocolate Chip Cake. 

And I ate it. 

Then on Wednesday, I did fairly good. 

I was even doing my 8 minute abs that Erin makes me do. 

But the entire time I was 8-minute abbing, that cake was calling me. 

 And I ate it.

3)  Jillian Michaels and the 30 Day Shred are collecting dust on the top of my entertainment center.

I know I should welcome her back into my life.

But I hate plank jacks!

Can I get an Amen?

1 million (meaningless) points to anyone who can kick my behind and get me back into gear.

4)  Awhile back, I asked you all if you thought that I gained more weight or the Lumberjack gained more weight.

And every single one of you guessed me.

Well, here are the results:

The Lumberjack:  Gained 7 Pounds.

The Lumberjill:  Gained 2 Pounds.

Thanks, guys.

I'm glad you all got my back.

5)  While in Portland, Daisy Mae created her own joke.

Would you like to hear it?

"What's always with you?"

Then she giggles and laughs and giggles and laughs.

"Your bottom!"

Tasteful, Daisy Mae.

Tasteful.

6)  Daisy Mae has been on a roll lately. 

Full of sass, I tell you.

Here is a visual for you of my Daisy Mae:

Here she is with Uncle Jason.

Daisy Mae really loves chips.

And Uncle Jason.

Do you remember Jason?

Am I being mean to Jason?

Hmmm . . .

What was I talking about?

Oh, yes.

My sassy Daisy Mae.

In Portland, she looked at my cousin, who had clear nail polish on and she said to her,

"I just love your nails.  They looks so pretty.  Do you have to lick them often?"

Brilliant, Daisy Mae.

Brilliant.

7)  I just remembered something else Daisy Mae did.

Yesterday, when we picked her up from school, she looked at her brother and his new super-fab haircut,

had a look of shock all over her face, and then asked me,

"Mom?  I think Cokey-the-Bear was adopted."

Note to self:  Explain to Daisy Mae what adoption means.

That Daisy Mae.

She is a silly little thing.

8)  I really, really, really, really, want to eat a Big Mac.

Boy, this post is really, really long.

And extremely pointless.

9)  Sometimes this blog stresses me out.

Would you like to help me out with what is currently stressing me out?

Comments.

First of all, I love them and everyone who leaves comments are my BFF.

Seriously.

They make my world go round.

Please.

Leave a comment.

Please.

But, here is my quandary.

I have seen some bloggers respond to each person's comment.

And I wonder if I should do this, too?

So, in yesterday's post, I started to try this.

But then, life got busy and Handsome Dude peed on the floor, Little Dude was having self-esteem issues on account of his new look, I had to teach the girls how to pick up dog poo (win!), and Daisy Mae was busy asking me 1.2 million questions.

And so, I only responded to some of the comments.

So, then I worried that people might think I was ignoring their comment since I replied to some and not theirs.

But then I thought, who in tarnation cares?

Once people leave a comment, they most likely don't ever look at that post again.

So . . .

Thoughts?

Opinions?

Concerns?

Bored yet?

Do not fret.

I have saved the best for last.

Truly.

It is intriguing.

10)  Riddle me this, Riddle me that:

Why does the Lumberjack eat his candy like that?

Can we not all agree that my rhyme was super clever?

Sometimes, I simply amaze myself.

Thoughts to ponder:

Why doesn't he just buy plain M&M's?

What about you?

Peanut or plain?

Happy Thursday!

Ten Things Thursday

Ten Random Things that have no importance to anyone in the grand scheme of things:

1)  I am happy to report that I have successfully kicked my creamer habit:

It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be.

The Lumberjack still drinks it, so I still have to stare at it in the fridge every day.

Sadly, my coffee now looks like this:

No.

I do not drink it black.

I am not insane.

I use fat free half and half

No.

I do not understand what could be in fat free half and half.

No.

I am not a huge Winnie the Pooh fan.

But that mug is my absolute favorite coffee mug.

My Aunt Candi gave it to me when I was 10.

Thanks, Aunt Candi!

2)  The Lumberjack was slightly disappointed that:

A)  No one guessed his question

B)  He hardly got any comments on his guest post.

To that I say:

Dear Lumberjack,

Welcome to the wonderful, paranoia-filled, world of blogging.

Love,

Lumberjill.

I told him he shouldn't have mentioned the word "bedroom" as my readers are not interested in such smut.

3)  I cannot ever tell you the answer to the Lumberjack's question or he will have to kill me.

4)  Daisy Mae made me play-doh lunch yesterday.

Raise your hand if you think Daisy Mae looks like a vampire.

Raise your hand if you think my daughter's name is really Daisy Mae.

5)  No one guessed the actress in Music Man.

And to that I say, puh-lease.

Shirley Jones.

Please watch this movie.

It is the perfect movie to watch with your kids on a rainy day while making them help you fold laundry.

Please pay attention to the "Madame Librarian" scene and tell me that you agree that it is the best scene in a movie. 

Ever.

Or watch it here.

6)  I am still doing that dreadful 30 Day Shred DVD.

Every.

Single.

Day.

And every single day, I am doing it with this fantabulous workout partner:

She doesn't stop talking the entire time.

She pokes at my chubs.

She blocks my view.

This is my life.

And I love her.

7)  I am thinking of starting a new thing here on this blog.

Some of your comments are just too great to go unnoticed.

Like when my aunt thought a muffin top was a fungus or a bad hair day.

So, I was thinking of doing like a "Comment of the Week"  sort of post.

Thoughts?

Would you like to hear this week's winner?

Good.

I hope she doesn't mind.

This one comes from Rebecca D from the post A Monday Story for You:

"LOL… gotta love sensitive men…

Last night my husband referred to my favorite, most comfy, nightie as “flannel birth control” in front of company… I’ve had it for years and he has never said a thing…"

Oh, thanks for the laugh, Rebecca!

P.S.-if you would rather I didn't share this let me know pronto and I will remove it.

8)  I am still doing 8 minute abs every day.  Are you?

9)  I still have stomach chub.  Do you?

10)  Finally, one of the items on my list of resolutions was to read at least one book from start to finish.

So, what book should I read?

Leave me a comment and tell me a book that you would recommend.

Happy Thursday!

Ten Things Tuesday

I am slightly tardy, but here are some New Year's Resolutions of mine:

1)  Finish reading the Bible all the way through.  I received a One Year Chronological Bible last year, and I am sad to announce I only made it through sometime in August.  I read it all year, but I never could the full amount each day.  So I am hoping to definitely finish it this year.

2)  Be more disciplined in my life.  I am always wanting to eat better, exercise more, read more, pray more, etc, but never making myself do it.

3)  Finish at least one book.  I can never finish a book.  I don't know why . . . but I feel like I have a lot of distractions around here . . .

4)  Finish Little Dude's Baby Book.

Or, more accurately start and finish Little Dude's Baby Book.

Poor Little Dude.

5)  Since I have gone digital, I have been really bad about printing out pictures for albums.  The last time I completed a photo album for the family was in December of 2007.

A lot has happened since December of 2007.

Handsome Dude started being a busy little turd.

And Little Dude was born.

Poor Little Dude.

It's tough to be #4.

6)  I don't think this will happen.  I really don't.  I know I am setting myself up for failure.  But I really think I should try to start drinking my coffee black. 

7)  Go on a fabulous vacation to Mexico with my husband sans children.

Everyone always looks at me like I am nuts whenever I say "sans."

Have you seriously not heard this word?

I got it from a movie.

"I'm what you call 'sans parents.'"

Name that movie.

8)  You have heard me joke around about my acne.

Yes.

It is true.

I still have acne.

But acne is not a joke.

It is, in fact, quite annoying.

And gross.

There is an intense 6 month treatment I can do that will most likely cure me of acne.

It will be quite involved.

But I am going to do it.

9)  Finally finish our house.  This is actually more of a resolution for the Lumberjack.

For I know now how to build a house.

But I resolve to encourage, nag, remind, clap, and do anything else necessary to get his hiney in gear.

For it has been 6+ years of this nonsense.

And I have had enough.

10)  I must go to the dentist.  I have not been in 6 years.

I know.

Dis-gusting.

Things I resolve to never do:

*get a perm again

*try to be a lumberjill and help the lumberjack again

*cook chicken without rinsing it first.

So, I didn't know you were supposed to.

But now I am informed and I solemnly swear to rinse all chicken before cooking it.

Although, I honestly don't know what water is going to do to fight salmonella.

But, whatever.

*Buy generic diapers

 

Happy Tuesday!

Ten Things Thursday: New Year's Edition!

 

Here are 10 thrilling things that have occurred in our lives.

These are listed in chronological order, not in order of importance.

1)  Handsome Dude turned 2!

Best Handsome Dude Moment of 2009:

When I got out of the shower and went to check on him and found him lounging on the couch, eating ice cream straight out of the container, using a baby spoon, and watching Barney.

This guy has really tested my patience this year.

And I love him.

2)  Daisy Mae turned 5 and started Kindergarten.

Favorite Daisy Mae moment of 2009:

This conversation:

Daisy Mae:  Mommy!  Is today the day you are helping out in my classroom?

Me: Yes.

Daisy Mae:  Could you please try your hardest to look pretty?

3)  Little Dude turned 1:

Best Little Dude Moment of 2009:

When he started to smile.  This took awhile for Little Dude.  It was a relief to see.

4)  Yours truly turned 28!

And I even got to celebrate while sporting my camping hair!

Sweet!

Best *Me* moment of 2009:

I started a blog in June!  It's been fun!

Thank you to everyone who takes the time to read this.

It really floats this stay-at-home-mom-who-craves-adult-interaction's boat.

5)  We went camping . . . a lot.

My favorite camping trip had to be the one where the guys made an extreme playground.

Here are some pictures from that trip:

6)  We also got the whole family out on several bike trips:

7)  Handsome Dude got glasses.

This may seem minor.

But it has consumed a lot of time.

We are on a first name basis with the friendly people at the optical repair shop.

8)  The Lumberjack turned 29!

And he bought himself this here parachute.

Favorite Lumberjack moment of 2009:

Have you not read this blog?

9)  Mabel turned 9!

Poor Mabel.

She leads a pretty uneventful life.

Except for that fact that she hates the postman.

That's about all that's new with her.

10)  Sweet Pea turned 7 and started the first grade!

Notice how Sweet Pea isn't wearing her glasses in this picture.

This is because Handsome Dude broke hers.

Yes.

He breaks his and hers.

It's fabulously convenient.

Favorite Daisy Mae Moment of 2009:  Our heartwarming conversation a few weeks ago.

 

Well . . . that's our year!

New Year's Resolutions to come.

What are your favorite happenings of this year?

Ten Things Thursday

Ten Things that, in retrospect, were a bad idea:

Fact:  These pictures were taken last night (12/23)

Fact:  These pictures include my sister, MegaTech

Fact:  I don't have time to tell you why she is called MegaTech

Fact:  I still have presents to wrap

Ok . . . .

Here we go.

1)  We should never gotten a fancy schmancy camera.

Clearly, we have not mastered it yet.

Although I do like the way it sheds pounds off of me.

2)  Don't take a group photo in front of a chain link fence.

It does not turn out as classy as one would hope.

*Interruption*

Can we please acknowledge the fact that I figured out the self-timer?

I will wait for your applause to cease.

Thank you.

3)  We went on a walk downtown to look at the lights.

We went on the boardwalk.

Water + Cold= Ice

Lumberjacklings+Cold+Ice= Cold Lumberjacklingsickles + stressed out Mama

 

4)  It needs to be said.

Megatech.

How do you see with your uber-hip asymmetrical hair cut?

Hmmm . . . .

Fact:  I do not know how to use the word uber in a sentence.

Fact:  I heard the word uber from MegaTech herself.

MegaTech?

Did I use it right?

5)  We went on a long walk and then put our names in for dessert.

So we had an hour wait.

If we had put on our thinking caps, we would have put our names in and then went and looked at the lights.

6)  Please, if you can, avoid at all costs waiting in a hotel lobby for over an hour with 4 cold and whiny children.

No good can come out of a 1 hour wait.

7)  If you are forced to wait with your children, do not show them where the pool is.

And, please, do not allow your children to do this when they see the pool:

Come on.

I mean, that' s just rude.

8)  Also, if you are waiting for over an hour with four whiny, cold, and hungry children, please do not try to get a cute photo.

You can try all you want.

But it simply will not happen.

9)  Do not buy coats with detachable hoods.

They will forever drive you insane.

10)  Do not let your daughter leave the house without a belt on.

Oh, well.

We made some memories.

Merry Christmas from the Lumberjacklings:

Fact:  Handsome Dude is not in this picture

Fact:  Handsome Dude was throwing a fit

Fact:  This is our life.

Ten Things Tuesday

It is the Tuesday before Christmas.

Life is hectic.

And here are Ten Random Things that In No Way Relate to One Another:

1)  She did it.

Well, technically, I did it.

But my mom got her Christmas cards out on Monday.

And that concludes all Christmas Card Photo Drama for the year.

And mother learned something new.

She learned the difference between "copy and paste" and "cut and paste."

She was amazed.

I, too, am amazed at what a simple right-click can do.

2)  Want to hear something funny the Lumberjack said to me last night?

Oh, man.

It's good.

Okay.

"Gosh.  You sure have been cooking a lot of beef lately."

Ummm . . . .

Hello?

Sir Lumberjack, remember . . . you helped to shoot a cow?

Then you helped to butcher it.

Then you picked it up from the place that makes the beef into nice little white packages.

Then you helped load the entire cow into our freezer.

Do you remember these events, Lumberjack?

3)  So, I made fun of my dad in the post "More Christmas Card Photo Drama."

I made fun of his 2-song IPod.

He commented for the first time on my blog on that post.

His comment?

"Hey! Back off. I have well over a hundred songs on my IPOD. Dad."

Ok, Dad.

You win.

100 songs is quite a bit to have on an IPod that you have owned for 2 years.

I stand corrected.

4)  Why you don't come to this site for craft ideas:

Yes.

The girls and I made a nativity yesterday out of toilet paper tubes, construction paper, tape, cotton balls, and an old egg carton.

I am sure Mary had bright red hair with braids like Pipi Longstocking.

"Mom . . . this is gonna be so awesome . . . "

"We should keep this forever."

5)  Handsome Dude saw "Tanta Cause on da Bire Cruck" last night.

Dear Santa,

Handsome Dude needs some bigger pajamas.

Thank you.

He is only 2.

But he has skipped over sizes 2T and 3T went straight to 4T.

I keep checking his birth year.

He really is 2.

6)  Years ago, the Lumberjack's siblings took a photo of him with a fish he caught.

I don't know much about fish, but apparently it is not that impressive of a catch.

As a joke, his siblings printed it out and hung it at the local Sportsman's Warehouse.

So there's the Lumberjack with his not-so-impressive fish hanging up on the bragging wall.

So, he went there and took it down and gave it to Daisy Mae, who has kept it in her room all this time.

Yesterday, she made it into an ornament and hung it on the tree:

And she apparently decided he needed a tattoo.

7)  I am baking cookies all day with my mom.

Oh, and the four little Lumberjacklings will be tagging along.

Darn.

8)  I am still plugging in my car.

9)  I have another appointment for my varicose veins today.

Seriously?

Yes.

It didn't work.

They are still there and bother me something fierce.

10)  And while we are on the subject of horrible things we have to go through because of our children, allow me to share a horror story with you.

Brace yourselves.

Yesterday.

Little Dude has his 18 month well-check.

Little Dude can be a pretty mellow guy.

But when he is mad, he is mad.

So, they need to weigh him.

He will not do it.

He is thrashing.

And screaming.

And flailing.

And thrashing.

So the nurse looks at me and says,

"Okay, Mama, we are going to need to weigh you and then weigh you holding Little Dude."

Oh, the horror!

Okay, normally, if I weigh myself, I don't eat for hours beforehand.

I can't have any clothes on (gasp!)

I must have just used the bathroom.

And I have to clean out my ears.

Because that is the only time I would get a realistic weight.

But, because of Little Dude, I have to stand on that scale, fully clothed with winter layers, full bladder, BOOTS, and who knows how much ear wax.

And I have to get weighed at the pediatric office.

It is one of those horrible scales that you first have to guess which 50 pound bracket you are in.

Clunk.

Clunk.

Horrible.

No.

You do not get to know how much I weighed.