Thursday, January 31, 2008

Oh My.

Sometimes the adsense ads just...eesh. Yeah.

Thank Yous

Dear Self,

Thank you for making that coffee this morning. It really helps me get my day started, and it shows me how much I care.
xo,

Me

Dear Husband,

Thank you for the hot breakfast the last couple of mornings. If you didn't share with me I would probably skip breakfast, and that's not good for me. I really like it when you put nourishment in my bowl.

-Your loving wife

P.S. You smell really really good

Dear Children,

Thank you for not coming in my room and bothering me in the morning when you wake up before dawn. I can still hear you playing but it means a lot to me that you try to let me sleep.

-Your Mama

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Winding Down

Sometimes I think it helps to number things when I'm writing. Especially when there is more than one thing I want to talk about. *rimshot*

So, without further ado, here is the January 29th edition of "tidbits".

1. Cullen was crabby tonight and went to bed at 7. I wonder if he is down for the night or if he'll wake at 9 wanting to hang out. Eventually I'd like to be putting him to bed before the girls, but I figured that was far into the future, since he's been going to bed around 9:30 lately.

2. The girls just went to bed and are still up talking. I don't really care as long as they aren't laughing. Please god, not the sound of children laughing! It's KILLING ME!

3. I've been having sort of an existential crisis lately (lately? really?) and so much of my day is spent thinking in the form of extremely loud, obnoxious internal monologue. "You see, I think the reason I'm this way is... It all started when... At some point I decided... I feel paralyzed with indecision... I always wanted to paint and write, I just didn't know children would be involved... I have recurrent obsessions but they are so fleeting that... How can I turn them into something good..." Well folks, I decided that I would turn my flavor of the day obsessions into paintings.

Yes.

So, straightaway I came home to start on what will be a series of medical paintings. There is so much fodder for this in my books... Also, Madison is so saturated with that whole field, there might be a decent market for them...who knows? I made Jason listen to me yammer about this because I always have to listen to him talk about photography. ;)

4. I have a short attention span so I will have to really crank these out fast if I want to do a series.

5. But for now I'm just going to drink this wine and waste time here.

Monday, January 28, 2008

I've been quiet

because I lost my mind a little bit when various members of my family were sick. It's like...on a normal day when everything goes right, there is still this delicate balance. When the wind blows just right and it puts me in a dark place where I have to be mom-bot otherwise I will eat my young. Wheeeee! I'm reminded of a demonstration in Chemistry about supersaturation.

Anyway...

Today was a pretty good day. I can think of a couple of things that weren't good, but at least everyone pretty much went to the bathroom on their own, went up and down stairs on their own, walked through the supermarket with minimal anxiety... I made appointments, that's a big deal because you know, the phone...it scares me... I only got a little tiny bit of attitude from the appointment desk which may or may not all be in my head. God! I'm such a basketcase. There, now you know the truth.

I'm watching the prez talk on the telly and all I can think about is Cheney. I'm watching his expressions and laughing. I have no idea what Bush is saying.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

diaper stripping success

over the last few days we started to notice that Cullen's wet diapers had developed an unusual stink. It's not an ammonia smell, it kind of smells like coffee pee... but anyway, something had to be done.

I followed the stripping directions on pinstripesandpolkadots.com, washing them in dawn in the sink, then in the washing machine.

Worked fabulously. No more stink.

That is all.

Friday, January 18, 2008

GET THIS.

So the Saab dealer, ZIMBRICK fixed a $400 belt and then said, "whoa, bad news, you blew your head gasket. It's going to cost you $1600 and we won't get to it until the end of the month." So Jason called Import Auto Clinic and they could get it in this week, and they were also willing to give us a deal on it since we had the head gasket done about a year and a half ago. Jason called Zimbrick and told them we were going to have it towed and they were all, "Well WE guarantee it for a year..." but we had it towed anyway. TODAY Import Auto Clinic calls... GUESS WHAT! They tried and tried, and CAN'T FIND ANYTHING WRONG WITH THE HEAD GASKET. They said something about burping the radiator. The car is fine. Getting an oil change, ready to come home. SO... I wouldn't mind a good explanation from Zimbrick as to why they were about to screw us so hard. I'm SURE they have a very good explanation...

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Woody Allen validates "That's Our Hilary"

"Life doesn't imitate art, it imitates bad television."

New theory: I could find a Woody Allen quote for just about anything I might have to say.

Go have a look at my latest painting.

Monday, January 14, 2008

But before you make that CD...

buy a painting from me. They cost $2000.

In completely unrelated news, our car is in the shop with a blown head gasket.

Pretty Please,

Make me a mix CD.

Thanks!

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Go Pack!

Oh yah you betcha. Jason went to the Packer game last night with Martin and cheered himself hoarse in the snow. Apparently it was "amazing" and "best game of [his] life" and everything else as you can JUST imagine.

Apparently our car had about enough of that shenanigans though, and went on strike somewhere around Beaver Dam on the way home.

Sigh.

Anyway, I really like the pictures Jason took of all the snow at the game.

Good story. Gotta go now.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Proudly Domestic

Last night I cut a heart shape out of some holy socks and sewed a patch on a pair of Mina's jeans. Then I mended a bumGenius diaper where the stitching was coming undone. I felt really good about myself after that and thought that the Frugal American Housewife of the 1830's would be pleased. That's my goal, really. Now to wash my rug with my fireplace ashes. Just kidding, I don't have a fireplace!

Friday, January 11, 2008

That's Our Hilary!

A lot of the time I sort of think of my life as a sitcom. Do other people do this? How are things going on the sitcom? Does this make the people laugh? Sometimes it's a coping mechanism when sticky situations arise, sometimes it's a "would I like me" kind of thing, but anyway, there you have it. I know that my friend Sarah thinks about her imaginary viewer. It's kind of like that, only...different. Maybe it's from growing up watching sitcoms and thinking that THAT is reality and if it happens on sitcoms then it is okay. Which is generally still true I think. Obviously I am a sick, sad person.

I don't have any news about the "gluten free" jerky.

You'll just have to wait, my friend.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

THANKS FOR THE GLUTEN!

I bought some jerky today that claimed to be gluten free. I was pretty excited about it because it is a rare treasure. However, the ingredients list WHEAT! Outrageous. I called the company and left a message. I called the store the jerky came from and they, too, will be contacting the company. This is a very dangerous labeling mistake. I was going to write a biglong post about it, but decided to wait until I hear from the company. Stay tuned to see what happens next!

Sunday, January 06, 2008

fun times

I set up google analytics for these blogger blogs. Jason warned me not to become obsessed with checking it, but I'm not sure I can help myself. Apparently someone googled "hilary peek" and ended up at this blog. I think they must have been trying to have a look at Hilary Duff's panties because that's what all the other results were, but there was sabonai.blogspot.com, right at the tip-top.

Today I took the children out for coffee. Laura and Morella met us there, and who else happened to be there but one of my livejournal pals? I didn't even know it at first. I think it was a good time. Morella and Cullen just slept in their carriers for most of the time. It's good to get out of the house. It's a slight pain but I believe it is worth it for what it does for a mama's sanity. Anyway, Laura and Morella are both looking great! I thought it would be overwhelming with all the kids and babies but really, it wasn't. Cool.

Cullen hates having the hiccups. I guess all babies do. He's in the swing hiccuping and fussing, flailing his arms around with little control...

In the bathroom at the coffee shop there were mirrors on THREE walls. That meant that I could see my hair from all angles, and wow, for being short I sure have a lot of thick hair. When is it going to start falling out? I think around the 4 month point...

Well, now he is really mad and crying. Gotta g--oh wait, he's settled down. Hey, I think he cried the hiccups away. Nope, gotta go for real this time.

Friday, January 04, 2008

Hey reader, look at this!

I added a new link to my links on the right of the page. Do you see it? My DH wants to take your picture! Lucky you! Go check it out.

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Happy New Year!

I went to a party last night and made it home without being killed by a drunk driver. Yay!

In 2008 I will do my best:
To get in shape. Just like everyone else.
To remember birthdays, and celebrate the people I like just because.

In January I will:
Organize my basement.
Park my van in the garage.

Tonight I will:
Shout, "SERENITY NOW!" when everyone is screaming and crying at the same time. Oh. I just remembered there is a New Glarus Spotted Cow beer in the fridge. IT IS MINE.

Also, did I mention that I had a terrific time last night? Because I did. I really enjoyed. And there was TAMAGO. Oh yes.