>And a partridge in a pear tree

>Today consisted of …

18 pounds and 10 ounces (Libby)
16 pounds and 3 ounces (Maddy)
27 3/4 inches (Libby)
26 3/4 inches (Maddy)
A combined 6 shots
A few smiles for Dr. L. and a fascination with her cool belt buckle and stethoscope
A few cries for the nurse who had to give the shots
And a TOOTH for Libby! It hadn’t quite broken through yesterday, but it was sharp and shining for their 9-month appointment today.


>Big pimpin’


Hubby and I were talking about something work related (his work) when we were feeding the girls and getting them ready for bed. He’s in outside sales and always carries a small photo album of Maddy and Libby so he can show off the latest pictures.

I think the conversation went something like this.

Hubby “Dr. So and So really liked the latest picture of the girls. She said they are really getting big.”

Me “Oh, that’s nice. Just as long as she’s using your products, I guess you can keep pimping out M&L.”

Hubby “Of course … I have the (insert product name here) sticker on the back of the album.”

Me “No you don’t.”

Hubby “Yes I do. That product may pay for college.”

Next thing I know, they’re going to be wearing little t-shirts and going along on calls with him.

Whatever works, I guess.

Maddy – Libby, 9 months old


>I may have jinxed myself.

I commented on Lisagh’s post this morning about how nice it would be if life were like Facebook and you could simply “unfriend” someone. Then later, I was on Facebook and for what ever reason, I realized that I hadn’t noticed any recent comments from one of my friends.

Well, I’m not his friend anymore.

Do you think he un-friended me? People just don’t disappear off your friends list, do they? Should I just request to be his friend again or just sit quietly and brood about it?

This is why Facebook is often too much like high school and it gets on my nerves! All those same feelings of insecurity rear their ugly head again.

I promise that I am really NOT scary, psycho-Facebook stalker girl that this post makes me appear to me.

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>oh my lord

>It’s a lovely Lilly explosion! Click here to view the deliciousness. I think these three below are my favorite of the stationery. They also have Lilly party and wedding invitations. I am so ready for Spring. Of course, it’s foggy and 54 degrees right now, but these really make me ready for warm weather.

>picky, picky, picky.

>Maddy has always been the picky eater of the two girls. She’s always been a slower eater and my Mom finally admitted that she used to scoop up Libby first because she was easier to feed. Even with her bottle some days, she’ll just press her lips together and turn her head away when she’s telling you “no!” She’s finally eating applesauce, cheerios, and bananas. Maybe a few bites of oatmeal, sweet potato, and carrots, but those are few and far between.

I decided to try out blueberries and yogurt for lunch today. They both gobbled up the blueberries. My only “fiasco” was when I gave Maddy a bath this evening and noticed that she had a bruise on her arm. I nearly panicked trying to figure out what had happened to her, when the “bruise” washed off. She had dropped a blueberry inside her outfit and it left several “bruises” on her arm and tummy.

Anyway, Maddy loved the yogurt. It’s the full fat plain Stonyfield. It makes me pucker a little, so I didn’t have high hopes. Shockingly, she ate two servings today. Whoo-hoo … I think it will be the new item on the menu.

>No mo’ drama

>Tonight I had an appointment to get my hair cut at 6:30. I had envisioned a leisurely evening of getting my hair cut, visiting with my hairstylist who is also a good friend & former boss, maybe even having a glass of wine. After that, I was going grocery shopping so I could buy my lemon bar ingredients, plus all the other stuff that we’re out of.

So, how in the hell did my evening turn to crap?

When I was leaving the salon, I was swilling down my last few drops of wine when I went to pull out my debit card and pay. But there was no debit card. I rummaged through my purse, pulled out my other cards to see if it was in the wrong place, but still no debit card. CRAP. Luckily, I did have a credit card, because I don’t think the $7 in cash was going to get me anywhere.

I called Hubby who looked around the house, but didn’t see it. I came home and got online to find that luckily no strange activity had taken place. I called my bank and ordered a new card. I really think that it may be wedged somewhere in my car and I hope that it isn’t floating around.

Anyway, the girls were still up so I helped feed them and tuck them in. Then, I went to the grocery.

I was checking out and thought to bring my checkbook, because again, that $7 in cash wasn’t buying me squat. Well, as the clerk was scanning my last few items I realized that I had bought the wrong kind of yogurt. Typically not that big of a deal, but somehow I think it’s frowned upon to give 9-month olds fat free yogurt. I ran back to the dairy, exchanged out my yogurt, then ran back to the checkout.

Of course a line has now formed behind me and I had to pay with my antiquated check. I don’t think I’ve written a check in a grocery store since I got a debit card. Well, of course they had to call the manager over to approve it and I could feel the stares. I felt just like those Visa commercials where the guy uses a check and the entire place comes to a screeching halt.

Geez Louise. Let’s just say I am glad to be home and not out causing any more drama!

>lemon bars

>Martha must have some sort of tracker on my craving for the day. I was thinking about lemon bars and (poof) an email appears with her best lemon recipes, including one for lemon squares. It’s magic … just like those ads on google!


Don’t they look good? I think I may need to pick up lemons and the rest of the ingredients on my grocery store trip tonight so I can try to make them tomorrow.

Other staples in our house that we are either out of or as we say, “on alert” that we are almost out of … coffee creamer, peanut butter, oatmeal squares cereal, whole wheat bread, bananas. I’m sure there’s a dozen other things too. Hmmm, maybe it’s selfish that the things always replenished are items that I always need for my own breakfast and lunch. Well, Hubby eats the peanut butter too, so I guess that counts for something.

I also want to pick up some blueberries for Maddy and Libby. They are into feeding themselves, so I’m going to try to “smoosh” the blueberries and cut into pieces to see what they think. So far, cheerios are the favorite, but they’ll also eat bananas, sweet potato, and baked apples cut into tiny bits. The dogs think it’s great too, because there is usually about a 70/30 ratio on what actually makes it into their mouths.

>It’s baaaack!

>Warning: TMI.

After a sixteen month hiatus from Aunt Flo, she came back today. And with a vengeance I might add and cramps like I was 14 years old again. And guess what I had zero of in my house? Yep, you guessed it. Thank goodness there were pads leftover from the summer, because I was in no mood to make a trip to the drug store this morning.

This Mother nature thing is a biotch.

>Flash forward

>Seeing this picture of Maddy makes me feel like in about 13 years I’m going to listen to her say to me “Like, Mom … you know …. all the girls are wearing polo shirts with their collars popped, Seven jeans, and boat shoes. Oh, and like don’t forget a new North Face jacket. I would look like a total loser without one!”

Can anyone tell me where the past nine months have gone?? Seriously. Oh, and we have one crawling and one trying. I may never blog again!

Also, why did I agree to join a swim & tennis club yesterday? Ummm, hello bathing suit that I’ll need to be wearing come Memorial Day? I saw shaded, gradual entry baby pool with a full service grill and asked “where do we sign?” Think anyone will notice if I wear yoga pants in the pool?

>Is it wrong …

>That I have been eating nachos, frozen pizza, jelly beans, and vanilla wafers while my children have been eating fresh, organic sweet potatoes, corn, green beans, butternut squash, and apples?

I think it’s time to reevaluate my eating habits and start eating more like my babies!