>Harry, the Dirty Dog and Roses for Harry were some of my favorite books while growing up. Somehow, reading the Harry books with Libby just doesn’t give me that warm fuzzy feeling like I expected.

Probably because she points out every dog on every page. Let’s just say that there is at least one dog on each page. Sometimes more, like 20.

Dog, dog, dog, dog, dog, dog, dog. We do find trees and birds in this one, but it’s mainly dog, dog, dog, dog, dog.

Just asking for a little diversity is all.



>I have a bad habit of removing my shoes when I’m at home. I guess this isn’t really the bad habit part. It’s the part where I end up with 5 pair of shoes in our family room, or on our bedroom floor, and not neatly placed in the closet like they should be.

Maddy and Libby do love this, because they try to wear some of my shoes so I just look at it as added entertainment.

I picked up 4 (!) pair of shoes yesterday and laughed at the range of difference in all of them. I’m wondering what they say about me.

Exhibit A.

1.) One pair of ballet flats. They are Dr. Scholl’s so could this mean cute, but sensible?

2.) One pair of my sh*t-kicker Nine West boots as Hubby calls them. Mainly worn with skirts or jeans and not worn that often. Is this my wild side?

3.) My Brooks running shoes that I love. These are almost at the point of retirement, but I’m trying to get a few more miles out of them. I use my running shoes for running, so they are a necessity.

4.) My Dansko clogs. Another favorite of mine. I really wish I had the clog with the enclosed back. These have to be the most comfortable shoes I own. One word: practical.

Ever thought about what your shoes say about you? I think the above is a pretty fair look at all my winter shoes with possibly a pair of pointy toed flats that aren’t pictured.

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So much to say, so little to say. I’ll choose to say nothing and post photos of my 20 month old babies instead.

When they wear their little Widgeon coats with the hoods up, people either tell us that they look like they are from another country or like little elf children. Not sure if either is really a compliment, but that’s what we hear.
So, to my little Elfen International babies, I love you.


>A little lighter


Both in topic and hair.

Maddy and Libby had their first haircuts yesterday. Truly more of a trim, but it was definitely time to clean up the curly mullets that had formed. Almost 20 months of hair growing. Sigh. I’ll miss that long hair after bath night when it formed into perfect little damp curls.

Libby modeling the “before” photo.

No one told me that lollipops were the secret for getting toddlers to sit still.

The “after” photo. The nail polish stand was a complete bonus … they loved it and luckily even put them all back in their spots. Not sure if it was still color coded when we left, but at least they weren’t on the floor.


>Thanks to everyone for the prayers for my Mom. I really do appreciate it and she seems to be doing well. When I talked to her yesterday, she sounded great and her only real complaint was that her throat hurt from having a tube in during surgery.

She will go back in March to find out the stage of the cancer, and also learn more about her treatment plan. So far, so good and she is extremely positive. I also loved hearing about the treats that my Sister-in-Law and one of her friends had brought. Everything from steps so she can get into their (very high) bed easier, hand sanitizer, mints, bubble bath, Cheez-Its, button front shirts, etc.

Yesterday, after Maddy and Libby woke up from their nap, I was taking a few photos so I could send some to my Mom. New photos always make her happy and she had reminded me that she was looking at photos from Thanksgiving and didn’t have that many from 2010. Subtle hint, huh?

I noticed that Maddy looked flushed, so I took her temperature … 103! Yikes! It’s never been that high, so I called the Pediatrician and spoke to one of the nurses. Just a virus and not much else to do other than Tylenol/Motrin, lukewarm baths, humidifier, etc. Poor girl. She did OK last night, but was pretty needy this morning. We read lots of books and pointed out all of the dogs. Sweet girl. She and Libby are now at the coffee table eating Ritz crackers and seem to be having a good time. The Motrin is helping, but they said the fever could potentially hang around for 3 days. She’s not pulling at her ear or having any breathing issues, so that is good news, but I still hate that she’s not feeling 100%. At least she’s eating something, because she didn’t have much to eat at breakfast.

Of course by the evening, I also noticed that I didn’t feel great. Sore throat, etc. Lovely. So, I’ve been taking my Emergen-C, drinking hot tea, and digging into my bag of throat lozenges. Great. Like everyone, I just don’t have time to be sick and of course, it’s coming up for when we have plans. 1st haircuts for Maddy & Libby today, Bounce House with the Moms of Multiples group tomorrow, 1st birthday party on Saturday, 10 mile run on Sunday.

So who knows what will actually happen this weekend … Libby may be playing solo daughter while the sick girls stay home.

>I feel like

>I’m writing about anything, everything, and nothing simply because I don’t want to have to write what I need to write about.

My Mom has breast cancer.

It’s all happened so fast that all of us are still spinning.

Back in early January, my Mom had a rash on her hand so she called her Doctor to get a prescription filled. He wouldn’t fill it without seeing her, so off she went. Thank you, Dr. Sussman.

While she was being examined, he noticed a lump in her underarm and sent her in for a mammogram.

My Mom has always been healthy, but has also been one to not go to her appointments like she should.

So she went and while they determined that the lump was just fatty tissue, they did find find some abnormalities during the mammogram. So, she had a biopsy, and they found cancer in her left breast.

This was at the point when she finally told me and she was very nonchalant about the whole thing. She was just glad to know what it was and that it was treatable, that there was a solution.

So, the solution is a lumpectomy to remove the cancer and lymph nodes, followed with radiation and chemotherapy.

It sucks and it’s scary, and we all still can’t believe that it’s happened. To my Mom. I know that is how every other person who finds out that their parent has a serious illness feels.

She honestly sounds OK. She’s more concerned with finding a good front closure sports bra to wear after surgery, wondering whether or not my Dad is going to overcook her chicken for dinner, or if she can find a wig that won’t make her look like Dolly Parton.

I’m not going for the actual surgery, which is tomorrow and I am feeling guilty about that. Luckily my Dad and the rest of my family are there. I’m planning to go in a couple of weeks so I can help out and do whatever they need.

It’s scary and while we’ve always said that she’s tough, it’s just not what you want to see your Mom go through.
To my friends in real life, I’m sorry I couldn’t say anything … I just didn’t know where to start or what to say. It honestly hasn’t felt real and still doesn’t. The surgery is tomorrow and she should be home by 5pm. She’ll find out more about radiation and chemotherapy tomorrow and we’re all just hoping and praying for her Dr.’s and that the cancer is truly in an early stage.

I have always believed that prayers are private and something that you can do by yourself any time of day or night, but it’s been rare that I’ve had to ask for people to pray for me or my family. Now I’m asking if you do pray, please consider sending up good thoughts for my Mom.

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Maddy and Libby’s lunch today is brought to you by …
the letter P.

Pizza (leftover from our dinner last night. Made from local tomatoes, basil, buffalo mozzarella cheese, and truffle oil. Yum)
Pound cake (from a friend of ours … double yum.)

Somewhat healthy, except for the pound cake and decently balanced. It also helped get rid of some leftovers and kept me from eating another piece of pound cake.

>I have my eye on …


Not that I need a party dress by any means, but when I go to the Harris-Teeter near our house, I drive by Brooks Brothers on the way out. This dress is on a mannequin in the window and I love the way it looks and I can’t help but slow down and look at it every time I’m there.

It’s classic, timeless, but still the polka dots make it a little more fun. While I love Brooks Brothers for Hubby’s work clothing, I typically find their clothing a little “mature” for me. This model actually looks a little bit stuffy and uptight. I think I may like the headless mannequin version better.

Since I have no party to wear this dress, nor do I have $300 lying around to spend on it, I guess I’ll be happy to window shop.

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>Today, I am thankful for running.

Without the ability to run the past couple of weeks, I would have been a total wreck. I can literally feel the stress build before a run and leave following.

I am also thankful that I have those little back-up sensors on my car. Without them, I’m nearly 100% positive that I would have rammed right into several cars, including the plumbing van that likes to park directly behind our driveway while he is working on the house under construction on our street.

>Wednesday Haiku


Bed late, wake early
Windy, hot coffee, shower
Up and thinking now.

I can’t help but feel all “Deep Thoughts with Jack Handy.” I don’t think I’ve written a Haiku since 8th grade!

Why is it on the night that I’m up late, that I also wake up early? I may have also been scared that a big ol‘ tree was going to come crashing down on our house. It’s super windy today.

Coffee made, and I’m showered. At least I can say I accomplished two things today!