Saturday, December 29, 2007

I HAD to say something...

If there's one thing I should know by now, it's that babies like to make liars out of their parents.

Last night Cullen didn't go to bed until around 10, and he kept getting up and fussing. He did wake around 2 to eat and went back to sleep after some convincing, but was up again at 4:30 being fussy, and back to sleep, and up again at 6 all stuffed up. Today I'm finally going to get that humidifier.

The good news is that I did get to enjoy a beer and some couple time with my dear husband.

I wonder if this is still from the shots on Thursday? All the fussing? Well anyway. My master calls...

Friday, December 28, 2007

Cullen's Two Month Old Schedule

This will only be interesting to other parents of two month olds, and ME in the future.

Cullen has been having a morning nap sort of...any time, and he has a long afternoon nap (not sure when this starts or if it is ever the same) but he always gets up when we are getting ready to eat and is fussy until he goes to bed around 8:30. Then he gets up around 2 to eat, and sleeps another four hours.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Dawning of a New Era?

So you know how Cullen went to bed shortly after the girls went to bed last night? WELL, he slept happily until 2:30am, ate a little bit, and then went back to bed until 7am! Not only that, but I didn't have to painstakingly rock and hum and jiggle him back to sleep and then gingerly put him in his crib. He was AWAKE-ish when I put him back in there! And he went back to sleep! Without crying!

This morning, I am not insanely tired! Who knows, I may even be able to handle bedtime tonight without having a mental breakdown.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Evenings Are Fun!

Tonight Mina decided she wasn't going to get ready for bed. At first I was apathetic. Then I was angry.

Leta passed out early, so at least she was out of the way, though she is always good about getting ready for bed.

Mina says it's not easy for her in this really whiny way that makes my blood boil. I tell her that as soon as she decides to do it, it appears to be quite easy for her. She just lays on the floor sometimes and refuses to cooperate. Maybe I'm being mean. But I'm not going to sit here and let her tell me she can't do something.

ANYWAY... Cullen was screaming so I decided to deal with him and Jason finished up with Mina. He was all nice and rational and I was glad he was there because if I had to go in there again it would have been to tell Mina I was running away and it was all her fault.

Yeah I have mean, dark thoughts like that.

Then I had laundry to do and Cullen was crying and crying. He was dry, he was burped, he was fed. He was just tired. So I decided to put him in his bed, saying if he was still crying by the time my basket of clothes was folded, I would go get him and rock him and jiggle him and all that stuff until he falls asleep. But guess what! He was asleep before I was halfway through folding my basket. Mina was five months old before I would even consider letting her cry for a minute. Leta never cried because she fell asleep the instant her little nose rubbed against fleece. She was also a tummy sleeper. I know, I know, back to sleep, yadda yadda.

Well reader, I hope you have a cozy Christmas full of laughter and love. Given my track record with this blog I probably won't update until after Christmas.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Good Morning, Internet!

I originally wrote "Bood Morning" because that's just how tired I am.

Actually, I shouldn't complain. Cullen slept SIX hours in a row! He's been doing that for a while now. He usually goes to bed around 11:30-12:30 and then is up around 5:30-6:30. Yesterday he was up too early, 4-ish, so I put him in the magic sleep machine, which is THIS MODERN WONDER.

He's been smiling more and more, and yesterday I SWEAR I heard a tiny baby chuckle. He's also been making some cooing sounds. It's nice to hear something other than crying!

A conversation at dinner last night:

Mina: Mom, are mushrooms healthy?
Hilary: Yes, I'm pretty sure they are.
Mina: What are they good for?
Hilary: Hmm. I'm not sure. Believe it or not, I don't know everything...
Mina: Mom, I kind of already know everything.
Leta: ME TOO! Mom, I kind of already know everything too.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Maybe I should just start posting here.

Nope, I just can't do it. It's too...public.

Here, you get the super filtered, watered down entries, which is why I never post. I don't have anything to say when you take away the personal stuff. See Jason? It's pointless. Now I know why you never write anything.

I don't have a choice. It's the only thing keeping things balanced upstairs. Well, that and the huffing. I'm JUST KIDDING! JEEZ! :P

Sigh. I'm going to bed.

Saturday, November 17, 2007


Cullen Wolfgang was born on October 25th at 9:11am after 45 minutes of pushing. I labored for 4.5 hours. He weighed 8lbs, 12oz and measured 21 1/4 inches long.

He is HUGE now at 3.5 I mean, he seems huge to me. He's wearing 3-6 month clothes. He's a pretty good eater and sleeper, but a lot of his awake time is spent fussing. We've been cloth diapering him and it's working out well, although last night Jason exclaimed that he couldn't keep up with my crazy diaper origami. I think he might need more bumGenius diapers. One of their marketing schpeles is that they are easy enough for DADS! Haha...

I was thinking about reviewing gluten free products and maybe posting gluten free recipes on here. Maybe I could even employ the mad photography skillz of my super hot husband and post fancy pictures of these meals. Hmm.

Monday, August 27, 2007

Anyone wanna go cruize the ave?

My new ride has eight speakers. Yes, it's true. I can scratch the minivan off my to-do list.

I am too tired to continue with this post. I'm sorry. I just can't.

Friday, July 27, 2007

I made him a fancy drink (AKA Hilary does a nice thing! OMG)

after I slipped out of my sneakers and apron and into some red pumps, and refreshed my lipstick of course...

We have some really excellent mint in our garden--I think it's spearmint. The girls helped me pick some mint, and we put it in the blender along with vodka, lemonade, sparkling water and sugar. After that was thoroughly blended, I threw a cup of fresh ice in there and just pulsed it for a sec to chop it a bit. I poured it in a glass and garnished with a lovely sprig of mint, and handed it to my sweetie when he came home from work.

(I had a sip and it was DIVINE. I must remember that for NEXT summer...)

I think he was pleasantly surprised at this. We proceeded to have a nice, relaxed evening working on our various projects while watching Curb Your Enthusiasm. Oh, Larry David. Always getting into trouble!


I read that a good way to deal with thistles is to cut them off and then paint the "open wound" with weed killah. That way it gets into the roots but it doesn't kill everything else. I'm going to do this... Tomorrow... Or maybe the next day...

I hope our neighbors aren't embarrassed about how unkempt our yard is. Don't worry neighbors, I'm going to "spruce up the place" with JUNK SCULPTURES! It'll look REAL nice next to the toys and the dirty, barefoot children.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

26 weeks, <14 to go...

I'm assuming that history will repeat itself and I won't go over my due date. I'm feeling pretty good, especially since my doctor gave me some exercises to do with the help of my husband.

Lately a number of things have been on my mind.

1. We need a minivan. Before we have a baby. This is a pressing issue.

2. Jason needs a vasectomy.

3. I need to sew. I have a friend volunteering to have a little sewing group at her house, which I think is a fantastic idea and exactly what I need. I'm feeling so creatively frustrated lately and coupled with being hormonal, the result is almost violent.

4. I think Jason is feeling a little blue lately and I want to do something nice for him, and sadly that can not involve spending money because see #1.

5. Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter...

6. I have a baby shower to plan. I also have a birthday party to plan for around the same time. And at around that time I will be considered full term and ready to have a baby at any moment! What a busy time. I have to plan these things NOW, obviously, because late September/early October I will probably be very busy being talked down from a ledge somewhere...

7. I have to clean the hall bathroom. Isn't that exciting and fun to read about?

Okay, here I go.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

boy oh boy!

It's been a while since the last update, mostly because when I tried to be better about posting here on blogger, it wasn't very rewarding. I shouldn't be writing to be rewarded--I mean, I like to think that getting things off my chest is reward enough, but maybe I've been a little bit spoiled with livejournal.

Since my last post:
-I've had about a zillion ultrasounds and we know for sure that this baby is a John Thomas*.
-I've had two trips to the ER with "threatened miscarriage" (some bleeding)
-Investigation revealed a slightly separated placenta
-I've been put on "modified bedrest"
-I got new boots

Our baby boy is big and healthy and completely unaware of the troubles around him.
*Not his actual name

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Hello, reader!

I would like to take a minute before heading off to bed to tell the internet that I am 12 weeks and 4 days into a new project. Hopefully the outcome will be a healthy baby Samsa around Halloween. :)

I would also just like to say that cream cheese filled croissants have never been more delicious. Don't try to stop me from eating all the cream cheese filled croissants!

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

multi-blogging is not for me

eventually it will all be in one place.

Today I'm thinking about my grandma. Hi Grandma! I hope you're going to be online soon!

I'm a little upset about my doctors office rescheduling my appointment. I never had that happen until we started with UW Health and they just think they can mess with your very unimportant schedule. I mean...the appointment is not sacred you know? They just do not take it seriously. And folks, I really hate it when plans are changed.

This day...I don't know about this day...

Thursday, February 22, 2007

I'll eat my words now.

I should never have endoursed a company before I tried their product.

I ordered a few items from American Apparel. I got a series of confusing, sloppy, misspelled confirmation emails from them.

Yesterday I recieved my package, plastic bag style. I am not impressed with the quality at all. The ladies underwear looks okay. The mens boxer briefs look a bit sloppy. The mens T-shirt looks good, but this "dress"...Oh my. It is two pieces of tshirt material sewn together on the sides and top but the sleeves, the neck, the just looks like some crap *I* tried to make.

My friend ordered a few things as well and never even got an email confirming that they sent anything. It just showed up.

I guess what I'm saying is... I won't be shopping there again, unless for some reason Jason thinks his new underwear is the creme de la creme, but I'm telling you, it's not going to measure up to those GAP underwear. Those 5 year olds in Malaysia can sure sew!

Sunday, February 18, 2007

message to self.

this morning I had a dream that I think is important.

An art dealer was sitting at my table. On the table and all around were my paintings. The paintings I have done in real life. She had shoulder length brunette hair and was looking over everything and drinking a cup of coffee.

She sat in her chair, took a sip, and then leaned in thoughtfully.

"We are really excited about showcasing your work. These paintings will do nicely. What we are the MOST excited about, though, is THIS PIECE," She was looking straight into my eyes and holding up the front page of some sort of newspaper. She had her finger on a newspaper quality picture of a painting of an old man's face.

"ahh, yes, that..." I said, silently fretting because I realized I did not paint that picture. Her eyes said, urgently, GET ME THIS PIECE, AND YOU'LL SEE...

I thought about it this morning and realized that it was a painting based on one of Jason's photographs of his grandpa, and that my dream was clearly telling me that I have to paint this picture.

Saturday, February 17, 2007


The tuna casserole lasagna was NOT GOOD. However, we are going to eat it again tonight for dinner. Yes. Okay, here's my plan. I'm going to cut it all up and sort of mix it around in the pan (to spread it out after having removed three pieces last night). Then I'm going to pour a smidge of chicken broth in there. THEN I'm going to add more cheese. I'll bake that up and I'm sure it will taste amazing. Yeah.

Friday, February 16, 2007

the big day

We went to Kalahari (water park) in Wisconsin Dells. It's kind of a rip off, but it's a once-a-year kind of thing, so I guess that makes it okay.

It took a little convincing to get the girls in the water and down some slides, but they had a blast and haven't stopped talking about it. They looked adorable in their new swimsuits.


We're going to another water park this summer for a family shin-dig, but this one involves GOLF. My poor husband can not wait to golf and is praying that he just might get a chance to do that when we go to Florida.


I wanted to make tuna casserole tonight, but I didn't have rice elbow macaroni. The only noodles in the house are rice lasagna noodles, so I decided to make a sort of tuna casserole lasagna. It goes like this:

(pour a bit of mushroom soup in the bottom)
hash browns
mushroom soup
hash browns
mushroom soup
a few hash browns
mushroom soup
potato chip crumbs

sounds healthy, no? sounds like comfort food to me, and since we are practically all sick, we need some comfort food. Also, it will probably feed us all weekend.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Cats & Dogs & Furnace Filters

I bought this movie yesterday from a local used book store. I knew the girls would love it. It's exciting, full of action and suspense, and it has talking cats and dogs. What could be better? I remember watching this movie when I was a nanny.

After we watched it, we watched the Charlie Brown Valentines Day special--and actually, I had also purchased that book from the bookstore... After that, a Winnie the Pooh special was on. What a blockbuster night at our house!

I changed the furnace filter last night in hopes that it would instantly cure our broncial distress. It was quite disgusting and I'm embarrassed about it, but what do you want, it's the first time I've ever done this. I think we had some automatic electric contraption at our old house. I made a big deal about it and marked it on the calendar.

Today we are supposed to go to the theatre but honestly I don't know if I feel up to it. Tomorrow's a big day, after all...

Man, this entry was a dud. I might delete it.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

spendy business

Not as glamorous, but if you're just looking for T-shirts that are made in the USA you can find them here There are a lot more and most of them are marketed towards rednecks. I guess caring about sweatshops and American jobs isn't that popular for non-rednecks? What?
This one has a little more style, and the prices are reasonable... US and Canadian made.

I'm tired of buying stuff that--when I bring it home--looks like it was sewn by a five year old, pockets are misaligned, printing off, etc.

Okay peeps, I'm bored with this topic in a major way now. Does anyone have an extra rowing machine laying around?

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

This is what I have to say about it.

I have mixed feelings about unions. It's true.

When I was a poor kid starting a job at Banta Book Group, suddenly this union guy was hassling me every day about how I have to pay the union dues and join the union, and there were all kinds of bullshit politics, and frankly I felt that I did not need a union no matter how much they wanted me to believe otherwise.

Basically he was telling me I have NO CHOICE but to join the union, and I was telling him, I will quit before I give you $60. I need to eat. Besides, I understood that I would have to be there for quite a while before my union could actually help me in a time of need.

I mean, if I want to sue my employer I will. If it's so shitty that you need a union then you should all feel like schmucks for staying there. Going on strike does not strike fear into the higher ups these days. People actually quitting? That might get some results.

Am I a jerk for feeling this way? Probably. I don't care. I worked in two factories (and no, I'm not saying these two experiences gave me a wealth of knowledge on the subject). One non-union and one union. The non-union was a far better work environment mostly because they were scared to death of actually being sued. If I had an issue, I took it up with my boss, or her boss, or the building manager, etc. I learned as many skills as possible and became a valuable employee who they didn't want to lose. The union struck me as slimy and corrupt and felt almost insulting/condescending. That is my experience.

Unions haven't evolved with modern times and often hinder more than they help. So I don't care if some company I like is non-union.

Monday, February 05, 2007

from now on...

I'm going to buy all loungewear, T-shirts, underwear, hoodies...etc. from American Apparel. I hear that the quality is superior and besides, it's made right here in the USA. I encourage you to do the same. I can get a gold bra. That's fancy. I'm doing it. If your order is over $50 there is free shipping. That's spiffy.

Friday, February 02, 2007

It's Not Easy

Trying to keep this blog alive. I feel like I'm just poking a dead fish every day, "Come on little buddy, swim!" It's especially discouraging when I go check out the stats...

So I will try to entertain you all with a story.

When I was a little girl or perhaps 3 or 4 I was completely obsessed with ants. I felt that I could control the fate of the ants. I had parents who controlled us as children, and then Shannon pretty much had control over me, and well, I wasn't going to be on the bottom! I would go out of my way to wreak havoc on their worlds, destroying ant hills and crushing the teeny workers. I drew pictures every day, tiny pictures of "ant things", like ant chairs and ant tea made them seem more important and therefore made ME more important.

When I was around 8 I got an ant farm. I saw the care that went into dragging dead ants and burying them at the bottoms of holes. I was overcome with remourse. All those ants I had killed... I imagined them being carried to a burial place, being mourned by other ants. I felt like a monster. When I realized that these little lives weren't just vanishing from the planet unnoticed, I felt very guilty and that I didn't deserve to live, but because I knew I hadn't known better, I thought I would just vow to be a better person from then on and hope that no one discovered my dark secret.

It feels good to let go of the burden I have been carrying all these years. ;)

Thursday, February 01, 2007


a couple of these drawings were not done by me. can you figure out which ones?

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

probably not

just forget what I said before. All of it. ;)

Exhibit B had me up a billion (no really, I counted) times last night. She's sick so she's ULTRA high maintenance. She had to go potty, mostly, but I was also called in to fix the covers and other stuff like that. SO. I'm just really tired this morning. Feeling pretty crumby, actually. I'm not sure if I'm going to want to go to a movie tonight.

What I really wanted to say is that I unclogged the bathtub drain last night. I had to take the first shower after that, and let me tell you, it sure is nice to not be standing in my own soup. I vow to maintain my drains regularly with washing soda from now on. I can definitely say that I don't want to be a plumber when I grow up. Pipes are GROSS. Coated with black slime. Eww.

I tried to unclog the sink as well, but I'm not sure how well that worked.

I don't know why I thought that would be an interesting topic. Lack of sleep has clouded my judgement!

Monday, January 29, 2007

new stuff.

I'm learning some html, and have domain registration pending for'm going to have blogger host for free. We'll see how it goes. I'm not sure if I'm going to change this blog over or start another one from scratch.

Thursday, January 25, 2007

blah is not coming in and neither is so I am forced to start my day here.


I just can't do it. There is something about blogger that for some crazy reason feels more public and permanent than livejournal, even though yesterday I had 13 page impressions and they were probably all the same two people.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

I just need a dollar

Excuse me, Ma'am, I just need some money to get crutches, I'm walking around with a broken leg...just need three more dollars... (What do you do?)
Turn pockets inside out to emphasize being penniless yourself
Look straight ahead, avoiding eye contact
Start yelling about how you have two jobs and go to school
Take them out for lunch and go buy them crutches from Walgreens
Give them some money and take a different way next time
Smile politely and say no free polls

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Shoveling? Ain't No Big Thang!

I bought a new shovel the other day, so now we actually have TWO shovels--that's one shovel per adult. Folks, what a difference! First of all, the shovel I bought is awesome. I was at the store checking out the shovels, and yes they had a five dollar shovel, and it seemed pretty standard. But I said to myself, "Self, the wrong shovel can be a bad back, a bad driveway, and all around crabbiness. Do yourself a favor and get the deep scoop lightweight shovel with the reinforced edge. It was $25 well spent, my friends. The whole job took just a few minutes, not even enough time for a cold nose, and we're back inside in our pajamas boxing on the Wii. Life is good.

Tell me, wise reader...

When should we shovel the snow?
When there are a good couple of inches
Immediately after it stops snowing
After it stops snowing, when it is convenient
When you want to have a heart attack
When the mail carrier threatens to sue
Put that shovel down and move to Arizona!
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Saturday, January 20, 2007

clicky clicky!

Do you like doing internet polls?
Oh hellz yeah
Why do I waste my time with this...
It is none of your business.
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