A Day Off

Blog365 says that we can take February 29th off. I wasn't going to. I was going to go beyond the technical challenge.

But screw that. After being sick all this week~~I know you have got to be sick of hearing about it~~and not having much to say, I am so totally taking tomorrow off. And I'm looking forward to it.

I am really starting to feel pressure to write something everyday. And the writing part isn't that hard. It is the creativity that is hard to come by. I know that there is at least 1 person (myself) out there in the internet world who reads my blog on a daily basis, and I'm starting to really feel for that person (me). That poor soul is reading nothingness. Randomness. Boringness. Blah-ness.

Think of my day off tomorrow as a gift to yourself (myself). You (me) won't have to sit through 3 minutes of nothingness.

Enjoy!

A Later Bird

Ah. I should have talked about our terrible waking schedule sooner. Reagan slept until 8ish this morning. I'll take it!

I am also feeling much, much better. Although you wouldn't think so from the way I sound. I did go to the doctor yesterday, and I have a cold. He did prescribe 2 medicines for me...a super-duper cold symptom pill and a super-strong-knock-you-out cough syrup. I didn't get either one yesterday, but I did send David out to fill the cough syrup one this evening. I'm coughing alot today, and I don't want it to keep me up all night. This stuff is so strong that I'm only supposed to take less than 1/2 of a teaspoon. I think that is like a drop of it.

Here's hoping to a post-8am wake-up and a good night's sleep.

The Early Bird...

Reagan has been waking up at 7am for about 5 days now. I don't understand it.

For those of you who don't know much about Reagan's sleeping habits, he has always been a great sleeper. And because of mine and David's sleep/work schedule, Reagan usually gets in bed at about this time~~10pm. And he usually wakes up between 8:30 and 9:00am. (And he naps for 3+ hours almost every day.)

But like I said, he has been waking up very, very early this past week. And it is kicking my butt. Especially since I'm sicker than sick (that is a tiny exaggeration, but I am miserable) and I'm taking "night time" cold medicine...that means that I wake up in a haze~~almost like I'm drunk. That's not the best condition to be in when I'm trying to aim a spoonful of yogurt into an opening the size of a silver dollar. (Why am I feeding a 3 year old that is perfectly capable of feeding himself? That's a whole 'nother story in itself.)

In the past when things like this have happened it lasted for about 3 days, and then he'd get back on our normal schedule. But it has been for 5 days. I'm starting to get worried. I need that extra hour and half of sleep. And some of you may be thinking "go to bed earlier." Well that would be smart, right? But not when my husband gets home late...we use Reagan's bedtime as a time for the two of us. And I'm not willing to cut that short.

Alrighty~~its couple time! (as I'm coughing constantly...I'm sure he'd like me to go to bed!)

Movie Monday~~Buttermilk

OK. This is going to be way funnier for my family than it will be for anyone else. But it is Movie Monday, and this is the movie(s) I have.

The lighting is horrible, and for the first one you have to either cock your head or turn your monitor on it's side.

I have this memory of my sister, Colleen, squeezing my cheeks together and making me say "buttermilk". I don't know why. And I certainly don't know why I had to say "buttermilk". I have tried this several times on David, but he hasn't always been a willing participant.

I have found a volunteer now, though!!

Sick Leave

Ok. Second sick day. Does this make it "sick leave"?

Hopefully I'll be back tomorrow. I'm not ready to throw in the Blog365 towel yet.

Sick Day

I'm taking a sick day. Because I'm sick. My body aches, and I am running a fever. Which means I can't think of anything interesting/clever/funny/witty to write.

I can't even do those things on a well day.

I will use this day to say "thank you" to my husband for being a single parent tonight to Reagan. You're the best!

Chicken Pox

Remember Smem?

Apparently he has the chicken pox today. And he doesn't live in our house. He lives "next to our house".

I asked where Reagan met Smem. He said, "He was playing with the castle in my little sandbox." (which is the link above) I feel honored to have been there at the actual meeting of Smem and Reagan...I think.

Rockin' Out to New Tunes

I stole this from Emily who stole it from Sunshine.


This is an interesting Meme. I'm not going to tag anyone, but it is fun to make a band!


Let’s make a band:

1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title is the name of your band. (Mine is County Route 535)

2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album. (My album is "Put Things In It")

3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.


Now take your pic, add the band name and title to it, then post it.

Here is the next Number 1 album in the country:

Why Me?

An actual conversation with Reagan on Monday after playing at an inflatable jumping place:

"I had fun jumping today." I'm so glad.

"Why did I have fun?" Because we went to the jumping place.

"Why?" Because you like to jump.

"Why?" Because jumping is lots of fun.

"Why did Brody have fun?" Because he jumped, too.

"Why is jumping fun?" Because it is fun to move your body and makes you feel good.

"Why?" Really, Reagan. Just stop.

I then tried to stop the brains oozing from my ears.

Tunnels of Love

For Reagan's 3rd birthday in October, my dad (Grandaddy), stepmom (Granny Linda), sister (Aunt Carly), and brother (Uncle Mitchell) got him a "little" tunnel system for the house. Dad thought that this was an awesome gift~~which it most certainly is~~but partly because it looked "easy to set up and take down and won't take up much room".

The tunnels are very, very easy to set up and take down. The igloo tent and middle pop-up section are easy to set up and take down.

The house tent is not easy to set up and take down. Not. easy. at. all.

The next time the house tent gets to come out and play is when Grandaddy will be here to set it up AND take it down.

Reagan is standing to the impossibly hard-to-put-together house tent.

"It shouldn't take up much room at all."

Coming out of the igloo tent.

Playgroup friends~~I will have to set this up (minus the house tent) the next time playgroup is at our house!

**Dad, we really do love this! Thanks for the thoughtful gift!!

Who Was That Masked Man?

This is Melt-Your-Heart Boy!! He's able to make you forget any wrong-doing faster than a speeding bullet! He can give you great big bear hugs and say "I missed you" at just the right moment. He can leap from the porch to the backyard in a single bound! He's the cutest super hero around!

(I think his secret identity is Reagan.)

Movie Monday~~Soccer and Hockey Go Together

Sunday afternoon was a gorgeous day here in Round Rock. After church we spent a good hour outside do all kinds of things. We played hockey (see story below), rode bikes, and played soccer. Well, we kind of played soccer.

I know lately this blog has become alot about David, but he just cracks me up. Yesterday he was showing off his soccer skills. And I use that term loosely.

I'm kidding. He was actually pretty good at hitting the ball with his head~~which is what these videos have on it. I am posting these not only because of the skills, but also because it totally cracked Reagan up.

Every time Reagan laughs David has just hit the ball with his head.

Reagan trying out his head.

David told me tonight that his head is really hurting and sore from hitting the ball so many times.

Hockey story:

You'll notice that Reagan is wearing a rather large t-shirt. He got this t-shirt from his Uncle John the night before at an Austin Ice Bat's game. The Ice Bats are our minor hockey league team. This was Reagan's first game, and he really loved it...until Fang the mascot came out. But anyways...he enjoyed sitting in Uncle John's lap for the first period learning all the things to yell during the game. I'm not quite sure what they were yelling, though. And I don't know if I really want to know, either. John bought him the t-shirt, and he wanted to put it on right then. He also wanted to wear it to church the next morning, but we talked him into waiting until after church to put it on.

So there it is! He loves the shirt and can't wait for it to be washed so he can wear it again.

A Realization

I'm only 1/2 way through my Tivo'd Daytona 500...

And it is B-O-R-I-N-G! They just go around and around and around and around and around. So far I haven't seen any excitement. No yellow flags. Certainly no red flags. Just green and cars going 182 miles per hour.

Woo-freakin-hoo.

I have seen on Yahoo headlines that it "ended in dramatic fashion". So I'm waiting for that part.




But first I have to watch the final of American Gladiators.

Like Lydia said...scripted tv can't return quick enough!!

A Confession

As I have said over and over and over again, Reagan loves the movie Cars. And if I was not so freakin' sleepy, I would link each one of those "overs" in the previous sentence to old posts where I actually blogged about his obsession. But I'm pretty sure they would not be clicked on anyways...so I won't link.

Anyways, he loves the movie. And to make the movie a bit more adult for me after having watched about 324 times, I started to Google all kinds of things. Remember? (Ok, I linked to that one.)

And now, here I am, excited about NASCAR. Yep. I'm looking forward to tomorrow's Daytona 500. Hey! It's the 50th anniversary of the race. Isn't that great?!

The first race that I'm ever going to watch (minus the 324 times I watched Lightning McQueen race) is going to be a historical one!

I have also been Tivo-ing and watching special programs that have been on tv because of the 50th anniversary.

So there you go. Disney may have made a new NASCAR fan out of me. All because of a movie they made 3 years ago.

And because of a little boy that is obsessed with it.

And, of course, because of Google.

It Is Still Friday to Me

Oops. It is 1am, and I forgot to post earlier. I don't feel too badly about it, because (1) it is still Friday for me and (2) I will still do 365 posts this year.

Just to respond to a couple of comments:

~~My hair is still long. It was just tucked behind my shoulders.

~~I will take a picture of my flowers tomorrow. However, I don't know if you'll be super impressed. Don't get me wrong...they are BEAUTIFUL! There are 6 long stem pink roses and 4 long stem tulips. David does something different each year. This was the first year that there were brought to me wrapped in paper. (Other times they have been in a short arrangement, a long stem arrangement, an arrangement with pink spray roses, etc. I never know what I'm going to get.)

~~Thanks for the wonderful compliments on the picture of me and Reagan.

~~And yes, my husband is SUPER!

L.O.V.E

We are having a spectacular Valentine's Day today.

Last night David brought home pink roses and pink tulips~~this is an annual V-Day gift since our wedding. Every year he gives me the flowers that were in my wedding bouquet. I hear everyone out there saying "Aaahhh! How sweet!" And yes...he is. In fact, I remember the first year this happened. I was at school, and he actually brought the flowers to me and had lunch with me in my classroom. I looked at them and noticed that they were the flowers that were in my bouquet. Could he really have known what they were?? Yes he did. He came up with that idea all on his own, and I look forward to every February 14th for my beautiful pink flowers. What an amazing husband I have!!

Reagan got me the Harry Potter Wii game. I've played a little bit of it today, and I think I'm going to love it.

I surprised Reagan with a white puppy covered in hearts from Build-a-Bear. He adores it. And David will come home with a dump truck~~great for a sand box~~all for Reagan.

Reagan and I were sneaky and had our picture taken by a friend on Monday during playgroup. We printed it as a 5x7 and framed it for David. The only picture of me that he has at his office is from our wedding (five and a half years ago). The most recent picture he has of Reagan was taken in January 2006. So this picture is an updated image of the two of us.



I think he liked it. I have a copy, too. :)

I got something for David that I thought he would love. I'm pretty sure he likes it. We'll have to see, though.

Driven to Spanking

I recevied this as an email this evening. So technically speaking, this is not my post. Again, thanks goes to Becky for doing it first!

Most of America's populace think it improper to spank children.

The other day I was talking to one of my younger buddies about methods used to discipline children. We talked about 'time outs', grounding, holding back 'rewards' until the child displayed desired behavior etc. One of the things we discussed was the act of spanking and my friend explained that no, he does not spank any of his children.

He explained that what he does is to take the misbehaving child out for a ride in the car and talk. He said that usually this works and that the child calms down fairly quickly and really doesn't take too much time.

By removing the child, in this case his son, from the immediate situation and providing a change of scenery, the child is allowed to focus on something different. Once the child has the opportunity to change perspective, things get better quickly and the child has better understanding of his place within the family and begins to understand the family's concept of acceptable behavior.

He kindly shared a picture of the process which I share with you now.

An End to Realty

I can not tell you how happy I am that the writers strike is coming to an end. I read yesterday that shows with new episodes will be returning very, very soon!!

But does this mean that my love of new-to-me realty tv shows is coming to an end also? I don't think so.

I don't know this for sure, but I suspect that the executives of realty tv were jumping up and down when the strike began and then continued for the next several months. This just gave their tv programs the chance to get noticed...and not only noticed, but LOVED by many viewers.

I'm not saying that I'm proud of my new passion. Some of the shows that I have started watching are just. plain. stupid. (Dance Wars, Paradise Hotel 2, just to name a couple) And American Gladiators is just fun to watch~~not only for the athletic events (and Toa's muscley tummy), but also for the down right silly things that the contestants come up with to say in their post event interviews! Or especially when the Gladiator Wolf talks at. all. He totally talks like he is a real wolf~~"I smell blood, and I won't let you go until I have tasted it." or "I may have let my first prey go, but I am still hungry for some meat." Oh. Ok.

Like I said, I am so excited that the strike is over. I am looking forward to new episodes of CSI, Grey's, Desperate Housewives, a full season of Lost, and many more.

I think I'll go and celebrate.

By watching some Realty TV.

Architects

Ok...so I'm not very good at keeping up with Movie Mondays. Hopefully I'll improve.

Last Thursday David and Reagan went to Dads-n-Donuts at his school. Not only did they get to have yummy Round Rock Donuts, but they also did a craft project:

You'll notice how nice it looks. I asked David if Reagan really helped. He said, "No. He just ran around the room."

What is funnier? The fact that Reagan was running around the room acting crazy, or David actully completing a gingerbread house by himself (in front of other grown men)?

Beyond Full

David and I just got back from a double date with a wonderful couple that he used to work with. We went to Fogo de Chao, and we are stuffed. Not only did we enjoy the salad bar and the sides of mashed potatoes and fried polenta, but we also had our fair share of meat, meat, and more meat.

If you have never been to a Brazillian grill, you HAVE GOT TO GO and experience it. There are many, many different kinds of meat coming at you all of the time. And you get to say "yes" or "no" as often as you want to.

My favorite tonight was the filet mignon. Yummy!! David and I also shared a bottle of wine and a Brazillian margarita. Oh--and all 4 of us shared dessert. My personal favorite was the molten chocolate lava cake.

Now I'm going to go and slip into my meat coma. I'll be back tomorrow!

We Don't Take Plants to Restaurants

Whenever we go anywhere (anywhere) we ask Reagan what he'd like to take in the car with him. If it is a small item (cars, small plastic animals, HEBuddy "eggs") it can also go inside whatever destination we are headed for. Tonight was no different as we were headed out to eat. Except for one little thing...

Me: What do you want to take with you?

Reagan: My new itty bitty McQueen.

M: Ok! Let's go!

R: No. I want to take my pink van.

M: Ok. Let's go get it. (It is in his room.)

We walk past his dresser (see picture).

R: Ooooh! Let's take my cactus.

M: No. The cactus is too messy. Remember how you got dirt in Daddy's car when we first bought the cactus?

R: OOOOHHHHH! Let's take the lizard plant. It doesn't have dirt. (which it doesn't)

M: Reagan...we don't take plants to restaurants.

D: (from the kitchen) That should be your blog title tonight!

Tug-O-War

This might be fun to watch for family members. If not, it is fun for us to have documented...

Daddy doesn't want to play tug.

Elton might want to play tug.

Abby always wants to play tug! (And so does Reagan!!!!!!)

All Alone

Reagan's school is having Dads-n-Donuts as I write this. The two (David and Reagan, of course) of them have been gone for an hour now. It started at 7pm, so I'm sure they'll be home really soon. Because, really. How long can you eat donuts with a bunch of pre-schoolers?

I have about decided that Dad'\s-n-Donuts is NOT about having the kids spend some time with their dads. Nope. Right now I'm imagining 45 or so other mothers enjoying this hour doing whatever it is they want to be doing. It just makes me want to go "Aaahhh...". I feel like the entire city of Round Rock is just a bit more relaxed. All because of Treasure Patch Kids and their donuts.

As for what I wanted to do? Absolutely nothing. With a glass of wine in my hand. What I actually did was clean the master bathroom. And now I have a glass of wine in my hand (which now strongly smells of disinfectant~~my hand, not the wine).

Say it with me... Aaaahhh!

Reagan by the Numbers

Age~3.3333 years

Height~36.5 inches

Weight~30 pounds

Time awake (on average)~8:30am

Time asleep (on average)~10:45pm

Length of nap (on average)~3.5 hours

Number of times we watch Cars per week~8.5

Number of Cars action figures we have~173 (ok, that was a bit much...67 actually)

Number of times he's tickled per day~8

Number of yogurts eaten per day~3

Number of times he says "Get me that ..." (on average)~10.4

Length of eyelashes~1 inch

Number of hugs he gives Mommy per day~6 to 10

Number of times he requests to "play" Wii~3

Number of times Mommy gets frustrated per day in direct relation to Reagan~about 8

Number of times Mommy quickly gets over it~about 8

Amount of love and joy in this house just because of him~too numerous to count!!

Um, Movie Tuesday

Well, Movie Monday just slipped right past me yesterday.

But for your viewing pleasure, please click on the above video. Over 200 people decided to freeze in whatever position they were in at exactly the same time. The reactions to the unsuspecting passers-by are great!

Just a Few Years Late

Last night's Super Bowl game was the 2nd most watched TV show in history coming in behind the series finale of M.A.S.H. I hear this alot--M.A.S.H. was the most watched TV episode. And I've seen most of the shows that are compared to that series finale.

But I have NOT seen the last M.A.S.H.

I know that M.A.S.H. was a favorite show in my house...my parents loved it. But I hated the nights that it was on. I guess I was just too young to "get it".

I wonder if it would be different now? I mean, I grew to like Cheers (another one of my parents faves). I even like The Golden Girls now. I think I did back in the 80's, too.

So maybe in this age of DVD's and Netflix, David and I should start watching the entire of series of M.A.S.H. It must have been good to have the number 1 spot now and for so many years.

Maybe I'll jump on the bandwagon that was rolling by 25 years ago and start watching a "new" show. I mean, there isn't anything else coming on with the writers strike and all. A person can watch only so much realty tv.

What Kind of Party is This??

We had a Super Bowl party this evening. What a fun game!! Especially the last minute. Our house was excited that the Giants won...however, I think it would have also been just as exciting to see the Patriots go undefeated. But I'm happy with the outcome.

My husband is a HUGE football fan. He has been playing fantasy football for years...he actually won this year. But he spent almost half of the game in our room playing GUITAR HERO! Who is this man??

At one point, right about half time, I looked around the living room and there were 4 of us watching the game. Four out of twenty-one. The other 17 were in our room playing Guitar Hero.

Crazy.

Floor Score and Seven Years Ago

David got a bug in his britches yesterday and decided he was going to finish our floor in our bedroom. So he started working on it today. Here is the timeline (this is fairly accurate):

March/April 2004~~We decide to bite the bullet and buy hard wood for our 3 bedrooms and our living room. This is because a baby is on the way in October of 2004. The mountains of wood take up home in our garage.

May 2004~~David begins taking out the carpet and laying down the floor in what was our office (and is currently Reagan's room).

May 2004~~We buy butt loads of tile for our entry way, bathrooms, kitchen, and utility room. It is stacked up in our garage. A car moves out. Making this a "No Car Garage".

July 2004~~Kelly goes to DC. David rips out/demolishes our entry way tile. Rips out the carpet in our guest bedroom-soon to be nursery.

August/September 2004~~The office and nursery and shared bath are all re-floored (is that a word?). We have new tile in our entry way, but with no grout.

October 2004~~Reagan joins us.

May 2005~~(notice the leap in dates) Reagan shows signs of crawling so David takes out the carpet and lays down wood in our living room in about 5 days. He takes off from work for this project.

June 2005~~Being on a roll, David begins our bedroom floor. He makes it about 1/2 way across our very large bedroom. Still no grout in the entry way.

February 2007 (yes, I'm serious about the date)~~David wants to finish our bedroom because we are going to Costa Rica, and my parents are staying with Reagan in our bedroom. He completes it with 4 feet left (by 11 or so feet). Still no grout.

February 2, 2008 (yep.)~~We are having a Super Bowl party so David wants to complete our floor in our bedroom in case some people want to play Wii in our room. He prepped the floor and put down about 1.5 across (again, by 11ft).

February 2, 2008 in the pm~~David is playing Guitar Hero.

He worked really hard today. And since the hard part of prepping the floor is complete, it won't take long to finish the last 3 feet of the room. Then we can focus on ripping out our vinyl floor in our kitchen area, tile it, and grout it with the entry way. Oh, and our bathroom, too.

And then maybe our cars can move back into the garage.

Becky was right!!! In Wayne's World they are doing a scene pretending they are in different places. Like Hawaii and such. And then a screen pops up behind them being Delaware. And Wayne says in a very blah voice, "I'm in Delaware." Becky knows her movies!!

We're in Delaware

I'm sitting here staring at the computer screen trying to think of something to write about. Here are my options:

• David is completely addicted to Guitar Hero. His parents came over tonight, and he thought he'd show them what it is and how it works. I was thinking to myself, "He'll find any excuse to put on that guitar." But you know what? My father-in-law was interested in it!! He actually put the guitar on himself and tried a song. I thought that I should video tape that for the blog...but I don't know if he'd appreciate that. David is currently jamming away on level Medium. Rock on, Dude!
• I am extremely upset with a family member. I'm hurt, and I'm just tired of the drama that is always around. Part of me just wants to distance myself from the drama. But that isn't the grown-up responsible thing to do. So I have to deal with the drama. (I'm sure I used to cause quite a bit of drama, too.)
• We're throwing a Super Bowl party...on Sunday...during the Super Bowl. (just in case you didn't know when) I'm excited. But I am so worried at how Reagan is going to deal with the situation of having 20 people in his house. And he'll be short a nap that day since the party starts at 4:30. I am hoping that I don't have to Tivo the game due to Reagan making me miss it--and the commercials!

UPDATE: Drama over...for now. I talked to this family member, and we're good.

See? Those are my lame options. You'd think that I don't have an exciting life. Oh wait. You'd be right. Maybe something fun and exciting will happen tomorrow while I'm cleaning the house from ceiling to floor. But don't count on it.

Here's a fun game!! Let me know if you know why my post title is what it is or where it is from! (David, you can't play.)