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Hi! My name is Kari and I am a Stay-at-Home wife and mother. I have 1 daughter for now and am constantly struggling to make my new lifestyle work for me.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Suzie Homemaker in love...

Today I am feeling like Suzie Homemaker. I am in the mood to clean the house and I have fallen in love again....With my crock pot and a new website. The website is the Ladies Home Journal website which has tons and tons of crock pot recipes. I love crock pots because you can dump all your ingredients in it and forget about it all day. I also love that I don't have to do much work at the end of the day when I am tired and crabby - the hard part is already done while Button is napping! Plus, if Hubby is late coming home from work, it doesn't really matter - the food will still be hot and yummy.

I don't know what brought about this change. It might be the weather. I was at my parent's house yesterday and it snowed over 2 inches. It was one of those perfect snows that covers every branch and just glistens. It makes me think of the Holidays (which could also be stressful when thinking about presents and everything, but I am being positive today) and sitting by a large, roaring fireplace reading a good book and drinking hot cocoa while a big pot of soup boils on the stove (or in the crockpot!). And I would be snuggled in a large blaknet with my wonderful fuzzy slippers on my feet.

Anyway, I guess the Suzie Homemaker thing comes about because I wouldn't be able to relax sitting in front of my fireplace if there were toys all over and crumbs on the table and dishes in the sink and beds unmade and clothes on the floor and diapers laying on the changing table. That is not part of the fantasy. Although since I am fantasizing, I might as well just put in the fact that I am realxing in front of the fireplace because Hubby and Button will have actually noticed that there IS crap everywhere and that SOMEONE will have to put it away and then take the initiative to do it themselves. Ohhh, that is a great fantasy....

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Traumatic experience



We had Button's 1 year pictures taken yesterday. We normally have them taken at JCPenney's, but we decided to do them at a different photographer because we had heard very good things about this other place. Anyway, I have to say that I wasn't super impressed with the new place. Our appointment was at 4:00 on Friday. We finally got in to take our pictures at 4:45. The people in front of us were having their 1 year pictures taken as well - with twins. I don't know about you guys, but I would imagine that twins would take twice as long, correct? Well, I don't know what time they got in there, but I KNOW that they were there when I showed up for my appointment at about 3:50. Which would mean they were in there for an hour or longer. So my question to the people at the photography studio is: Why would you schedule twin 1 year pictures in the time it takes to take a single baby picture? Also, in the hour that we were waiting for our pictures, Button, who is getting 2 new teeth, managed to drool all over her outfit. No, there were no dryers in the bathrooms of course. At least her clothes had a chance to dry.

I was also not extremely happy with our actual photographer. After seeing the other woman working with the twins, I thought that we might actually get some good pictures out of the deal, but no. This lady looked like she had already had a long day and could not WAIT to go home. For being a children's photographer, she wasn't very good with children. THEN, Button kept making this funny face because she was trying to grind her bottom tooth against the top tooth that is trying to come in. Oh, and seeing that the twins before us were in there for over an hour, I figured that we would at least get a half an hour. No - about 20 minutes later we were done and that included all her individual pictures, family pictures and a wardrobe change. Oh, yes, there was a room change in there too, because the people in the other room wanted a background that was only available in the room that we were in, of course.

I do need to mention 2 things. 1) I do realize that we went at 4:00 on Friday which is probably not the slowest time for them. 2) I am totally PMS-ing, so I am hoping these negative, crappy feelings aren't long lived.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Major pet peeve

I have a few (okay, many) pet peeves, but one of my absolute worst pet peeves is when someone says "Warshington" or "Warsh". I can't even type that without shuddering. Bleeccchhh... THERE IS NO "R" IN WASH! I do not warsh my clothes, I wash them. There are not politicians in Warshington, there are politicians in Washington.

Seriously, you would think that a politician running for office would at least have someone on their commercials who said Washington, not Warshington. If I was on the fence at all about who I was voting for, it would not be the canididate who allowed Warshington to be said in their commercials. But then this is also the candidate who says "I am not a politician, I am a busniessman looking to represent this state's interests in Washington." Really. You are not a politician, yet you are running for a political office? How are you going to hold your own against people who have politics in their blood? I think I understand his point, but I want our state to be represented by a politician who understands the ropes.

Okay, that was probably actually two pet peeves - see I said I have many, but at least I got them out of my system.

P.S. I am by no means a political fanatic - this election campaign crap is really getting to me though. So much negativity and mud slinging.

Friday, October 06, 2006

I treat him like a king...

I have been trying to be a better wife. I am not a mean tyrant or anything, but I figure if I am going to be spending the next 10-15 years of my life being only a wife and mother, I had better make an effort to do a good job, right?

ANYway. In an effort to be a better, more loving wife, I have been making my hubby breakfast. It really isnt' a big deal, just some toast, cottage cheese, fruit (in a cup), V-8 juice and a vitamin. All of it can be done in less than 5 minutes. I do really well on Mondays and Tuesdays. On Monday and Tuesday, I use the cute little plates with matching little bowls with the cottage cheese and fruit put lovingly into the bowl. The english muffin is lightly toasted, just the way he likes it with just the right amount of butter and jelly, spread all the way to the edges.

By Wednesday morning, I am still using the plates (if I remembered to start the dishwasher last night and they are clean), but the breakfast is not quite so lovingly put on the plates. More like it is flopped onto a plate or into a bowl after toasting the toast to however the toaster is set at the time. The jam or jelly is slathered on the toast. It goes down hill from there.

By Friday, Hubby is lucky to even GET a plate, mainly because they are all dirty because I almost certainly forgot to start the dishwasher last night. The English muffins are flopped onto a paper towel, probably burned to a crisp because I forgot them in the toaster and then had to “re-heat” them again, then again until they resemble a hockey puck. I can’t just start over with the English muffins because it is most likely the very last English muffin, or anything toastable, in the house. The cottage cheese and fruit are served directly from the container with a plastic spoon because incidentally, the spoons are not clean either.

But I am trying and Hubby never says a word about the burnt toast. I guess that you could say that on Fridays I treat him like a king. I bring him burnt offerings.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

What am I?

SURPRISE!! I am not a writer. I am not. I majored in Business in college. I worked in accounting for 6 years after college and got my CPA. I do not write. I am also not good at math. Well, I mean I am okay at math, but I didn’t have to take a bunch of actual math classes in college and I am not familiar with any of those complicated math formulas or anything. I can not do complicated math problems in my head – that is why they invented adding machines and Excel. The one thing that I am good at is Excel. 1+1? Let me see….(click, click, click…consulting adding machine window) Yep, still 2. Although I have heard the joke about a good accountant: “What is 1+1?” Good Accountant: “What do you want it to be?” I have heard that joke many, many times. And the sad thing is that I understand what it means. As an accountant, you can massage the numbers to make them show almost anything. So in that respect I might be an artist, but I am not a writer.

I am also not a tax expert. Please do not ask me to do you taxes or ask my advice on your taxes. There are reasons why there are tax specialists and that is because tax is constantly changing and there are so many rules and exceptions to the rules and exceptions to the exceptions, that it is a career in itself to figure out what they all mean and how to save the most money and not totally screw up all those stupid forms.

So what am I? After much soul searching, I can finally tell you that I am a Christian, wife, mother, maid, social director, bill payer, dog walker, child care provider, head landscaper, maintenance technician, fitness wannabe guru, buyer, chauffeur and friend. That is what I am.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Randomness

I actually walked on my treadmill yesterday. My post about not having the energy to walk actually spurred me on to do the thing that I didn't want to do. So thank God for therapuetic writing. (Where is spell check on this thing?) AND, I am going to walk again today. So there.

So I think that Button is coming down with a cold. She is sniffly and stuffy and has a cough. This morning I thought that the sniffles were just teething, but it is hard to hear that reasoning over the hoarse cough that she has developed. (Where is the dang spell check on this thing? Hoarse??? Whatever.)

I start tennis lessons tomorrow. I am starting in advanced beginners as my hubby has taught me a little about the game and I AM very good at WATCHING tennis, so I figure I should be at least an advanced beginner. We will see - I will probably be getting my butt embarassed tomorrow.

Enough randomness, I am done for today. Happy Tuesday!

Monday, October 02, 2006

Just DO it already...

Why is it so easy to find excuses to work out? Seriously, I do love the feeling that I get after a good sweat, but why is it so hard to start? I do NOT like the post baby body that I now have, so why is it so hard to work out. I only want to get up the motivation to walk on my treadmill for 30 minutes. 30 measley minutes... Instead I am sitting here at my computer typing, typing, typing. I am not cleaning my bathrooms. I am not putting on my workout clothes. I am typing. Oh, and where does the time go while I am on my computer? Is there a time thief that makes my computer clock jump ahead by an hour? Some kind of trojan horse that sneaks in from Blogger and steals my time? Why does time on the computer fly by and 30 measley minutes on my treadmill feels like eternity? And by 30 minutes on my treadmill, I am not talking about running for 30 minutes, I only want to go on the dang thing and WALK for 30 minutes and then spend 5 minutes doing crunches or something to get rid of the jelly belly, but NO. Why, Why, Why?

Okay, I am going to put on my shoes and walk - even though those shoes have dog crap on them from my last working out a week ago. Yes, as a reward for my walking I got dog crap on my shoe. Did I ever mention that a pet peeve of mine is people who don't pick up their dog's crap? I have a dog and I do not enjoy the smell of fresh, warm dog crap as I bend over to pick it up* while trying to keep the baby stroller from rolling away, yet I DO IT! Yes, I do it and if you have a dog, you should do it too. That is my public service announcement. Just DO it!

Speaking of Just DOing it, I have a treadmill to attack. Wish me luck!

*I use a plastic bag, so don't get grossed out.