Saturday, November 30, 2013


I'm always rating how good things are.  It's a habit.  I'm usually quick to declare that something was the best ever, even if it probably wasn't, just because it's the freshest in my mind.  But I have no doubt that this statement is 100%, completely, totally true:

This was the best Thanksgiving ever.

I'm not sure if it's the stage of life I'm in, or the age Aniston is, or what exactly, but the whole Thanksgiving weekend was just perfect.  We have so, so, SO much to be thankful for.

We spent Thanksgiving with both our families.  Just like always, we had lunch with Bradley's family, then my family came to our house for dinner.  It was a good time. 

Aniston had a lot of fun playing with Colton.  The adults had fun, too, because the babies (who aren't really babies at all anymore) are finally at an age where we can let them play without being right there in the floor with them watching for biting, poking eyes, and such.  It was nice.

As hard as it was, I stayed true to my Black Friday declarations and didn't go shopping on Thursday night.  My mom, Aniston, and I went shopping on Friday morning around 9, which turned out to be a good time to go because it wasn't too crowded and the lines weren't bad at all.  Aniston did SO well.  Have I mentioned how much I'm loving taking her places lately?  I'm telling you, the girl is a constant source of fun.  I can't get over it.

Part of the fun is how much she's talking now.  She's a little unpredictable, so it can also be a little embarrassing (or downright mortifying) at times, too.  I've always said that parenthood is one lesson in humility after another, and this talking thing takes it to a whole new level. 

Sometimes, though, it's the best thing ever because, at two, you can get away with saying a lot more than at, say, twenty-nine.  Yesterday she told a lady at Kohl's, "You coughing!  Cover your mouth!" with this hilarious look of disgust on her face.  I did an excellent job of looking around and pretending I hadn't heard anything while silently thinking, That's my girl!  Because, really, if a two year old knows to cover her mouth, why does an adult have to be reminded?  Gross.  So, while I might want to crawl under the table every time she we're at a restaurant and she says, "I don't like that man," about the waiter who is still standing there and can hear every word she's saying, I have to admit that two year old honesty does have its good points.

Friday, November 22, 2013

Five on Friday

It's Friday night at 6:04 and my little girl--who refused to take a nap today--is now asleep.

Awesome.  Just awesome.

Since B has already left for a band gig, her super late nap is giving me a little time to blog and relax.  Which, I admit, is nice....even though it's probably going to come back to bite me in a few hours.  Ha!

{One} Thanksgiving is almost here!
 I am SO excited about Thanksgiving.  I can't wait to spend time with family, eat lots of yummy food, and have a few days off work to spend with Aniston.  I'm looking forward to decorating for Christmas, too--after Thanksgiving.

{Two} A Picture Frame Confession
 I bought some picture while back.  As in, I've had them for some time. Like....maybe since the summer.  And....they've been sitting empty since then.  If you're thinking they've been sitting in a closet somewhere (you know, since they're empty and all), you would sadly be mistaken.  They've definitely been sitting out on the tables I bought them for, with the fake families still in them.  I'm pretty sure Aniston thought those people were related to us.  Ha! But have no fear--thanks to our fall pictures, the frames have been filled and the fake families are no more. 

{Three} It's Getting Better!
 It's finally, finally, FINALLY getting easier to go places and do things as a family.  The terrible twos are not over by any stretch of the imagination (it pains me to say that), but it's manageable right now.  Going out to dinner or shopping is so much fun now.  We went to Chick-fil-a and Sam's on Wednesday night, and it was nice.  I was SO proud of our girl--the cow wasn't there, and she DID NOT cry about it.  She's been known to have melt downs over the stupid cow not being there.  One time it was so bad that the manager told her he was so sorry and gave her a little stuffed cow to make up for it, while he frantically whispered to me, "I'm trying to find someone to get in the cow suit!"  Bless.  Some kids are terrified of dressed up characters.  Clearly, my child is not.

{Four} A Black Friday Rant
 Now, I love Black Friday shopping as much as the next girl.  I like the crowds, the thrill of getting a good deal, and the start of the holiday shopping season.  I always spend Thanksgiving night spreading ads out on the living room floor and mapping out my plan.  It's fun for me. 

But here's the deal: Black Friday is called Black Friday for a reason.  Not Black Thursday at 6pm.  I was even okay with places opening at 9, and, I admit, B and I were in line at Toys R Us last year at that time.  But 6:00?  Really?  Not only are we cutting the time retail employees are able to spend with their families, but we're also cutting time that shoppers are spending with theirs.  How many people will leave Thanksgiving dinner early this year--or cut it out completely--just to go shopping?  Have we really come to this point?  Is there any deal that's good enough for me to cut out on family?

Also, on a completely ridiculous note, it makes me sad that Black Friday shopping probably won't be the same ever again.  The 5am store openings are long gone, I'm afraid, and Aniston will never experience the fun of real Black Friday shopping.  


I'm not saying it's not tempting because I most definitely am tempted to go.  There are some fantastic prices on things I would really like to buy people--or keep for myself--but I'm doing my best to resist. 

{Five} Perspective
Then you read stories like this, see pictures of starving children in other countries, or just look around your own community and see the needs others have--and it puts Black Friday and everything else in perspective.  Not to mention that it makes you feel about this big for even thinking about such a thing.

We have a warm house and running water.  We have never been truly hungry with no promise of food.  We're able to go to church on Sundays and worship as we choose.  We have access to the best medical care and medicine. 

So that's it, y'all.  If I don't manage to get a cheap tv, the Kitchen Aid mixer I still want, or win the $1000 Belk gift card for standing in line with all the other crazies, I'll be okay.

In fact, I'll be blessed.

I'm linking up today with Darci.

Monday, November 18, 2013

Fall Pictures

Oh, y'all. 

We got the CD of our fall pictures today.  I love them!  Stephanie did such a fantastic job.  I'm pretty sure I've said, "That one's my favorite!" about fifty or so different times. :) 

I can't get over the little girl in these pictures.  Where did my baby go?! 

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Saturday Night

My Saturday night has consisted of updating all the apps on my phone and going through emails. Exciting, right? 

I'm the worst email checker ever, and I think I'm on every store's email list.  I could unsubscribe, but they send coupons.  And who doesn't like a coupon?  So, since B isn't here--he's gone to see a band play--and I wasn't doing anything, I decided it was time to deal with that ridiculous inbox.

I also spent about an hour of my Saturday night being a referee between Aniston and the schnauzers.  This is exactly why I'm not sure B and I could handle more than one child.  I nearly lost my mind, and two of the ones involved couldn't talk.  The one who can talk tattled constantly--the schnauzers stepped on her puzzle, they wouldn't leave her alone, Lucy ran off with a one point, she even went as far as to take a break from singing 'Row, Row, Row Your Boat' to yell, "Lucy won't row!"


Lucy puts up with a ridiculous amount of stuff.

Who can blame her if she drew the line at rowing?

Friday, November 15, 2013

Five on Friday

 Happy Friday!  I'm linking up with Christina today.

We're three weeks into the time change, and it's still killing me.  I'm not a fan.  All I want to do in the evenings is sit around in yoga pants (which are never used for yoga, by the way), drink hot chocolate, and then go to bed at 7. 

Yesterday Eric, thinking he'd be clever, asked Aniston, "What does the fox say?"  Without missing a beat, she told him that the fox says "Oh man!"--because that's what Swiper the fox always says on Dora.  So, there you have it, y'all.  Mystery solved. ;)

...Just in case you've somehow missed the fox craziness, here's the video.  Now you can have the song stuck in your head, too.  You're welcome.

We have a Christmas photo mini-session scheduled for tomorrow!  Technically, this goes against my absolutely-no-Christmas-before-Thanksgiving policy, but it's being done in hopes of mailing Christmas cards at a decent time this year.  As in, before the week of Christmas.  B says he doubts that will happen.  Have I mentioned he can be a bit of a Debbie Downer sometimes when it comes to my ideas and plans?

Also, Christmas presents do not fall under the absolutely-no-Christmas-before-Thanksgiving policy, because I value my sanity.  Christmas shopping has been a crazy rush the last two years, and I'm not putting myself through that again.  I probably should've started earlier than this, but, if I'm being honest with myself, I would have just lost the presents somewhere in our house by putting them in a very safe place.  That's how I lose most things.  It's better to wait until a tree is in the near future to stash them under.  That's right, y'all--not only is a Christmas tree pretty, it can also be used as an organizational tool.

I love online shopping.  Last night, I knocked seven names off our Christmas list--in my yoga pants while watching tv.  I mean, really.  How can it get any better than that?

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Steam Mops, Vacuums, and Labrador Retrievers

I would like to blog every day.  Or at least every other day.  But let's face it: That's probably not going to happen until June.  Or July.

Or never. 


It's just too hectic.  Not to mention that, by the time Aniston goes to sleep, I'm too tired to even put together two coherent thoughts much less a blog post with an actual purpose.

Which leads me to this post that has no point whatsoever. 

It's a four day week because of Veteran's Day, which is great, but weeks like this always throw me off.  I never know what day it is.

I meant to blog about our weekend, but never got around to it--probably because it's a four day week and it's already Wednesday.  I didn't really realize that until I got to work this morning and the second graders announced (many, many times) that it was "Hump DAAAAY!"  (Thank you, Geico, for creating the commercial that just keeps on giving. Haha!)

Anyway.  Our weekend was low-key and we got a ton of stuff done around the house.  The highlight of my weekend was buying this guy.  I've wanted him for years.  We're a match made in heaven.

While I was at it, I bought this, too.

See that ad?  It's not lying.  I'm amazed by this thing.  I can't believe how well it works.  Maybe I should be a little embarrassed about my excitement over a new steam mop and vacuum, but I'm just too giddy about my clean floors to care.  I've been vacuuming constantly.  Hardwood floors, tile floors, rugs, carpet, ceiling fans...I'm a vacuuming fool, I tell you. 

Except for today.  Today I'm not vacuuming anything because I sprained my wrist wrestling an eighty pound Labrador retriever back into her fence.  Turns out, she's stronger than I am and nearly as stubborn.  I may have sacrificed my wrist, but I won, and felt pretty smug about it. 

I should probably be embarrassed about that, too, but I'm not because, clearly, I'm superior.  

And it only took, like, five doggy treats to get her back into the fence and prove that.  ;)

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Five on Friday

Happy Friday! I'm linking up with Christina for Five on Friday.

It's a three day weekend!!  I am so stinkin' excited about having Monday off.  There are SO many things I want to do around here and so  many things I need to catch up on.  How crazy is it that I'm looking forward to staying home most of the weekend, cleaning, and organizing?

Last weekend's family pictures went really well!  Stephanie is a fantastic photographer, and was so patient with Aniston.  I snapped this picture with my iPhone during our session.  Melt. My. Heart. 


I'm in love with Starbucks this fall.  Pumpkin Spice Lattes, Skinny Vanilla Lattes, Caramel Frappachinos....yes, please.

We celebrated my Mamaw Ruth's 89th birthday last weekend.  She is such a blessing to our family, and Aniston is so lucky to know the love of great-grandparents.  When my cousin asked how old she was, Mamaw laughed and replied, "Seventy-five!"  Here I am worried about turning thirty in a few months, and she's wishing she was seventy-five again.  I guess it's all in the perspective.  Haha! :)

B and I watched the CMAs on Wednesday night.  Like every other woman in America, I want Carrie Underwood's legs.  

Friday, November 1, 2013

Five on Friday

Happy Friday, y'all!  I'm linking up with Natasha for 5 on Friday.
{One} Halloween
Halloween was lots of fun!  Our Tinkerbell was a candy-crazy little thing who insisted all.night.long that she wanted to be a cowboy (I couldn't convince her that she would actually be a cowgirl, not a cowboy) instead of Tinkerbell.  We don't have a single good picture of her in her costume because she didn't have time to stand still for even a minute.  Not to mention that someone ((cough::her daddy::cough-cough) was in a hurry and didn't want to take the time to hear her mommy's picture ideas and critiques.  Whatever.  We may try to take a few pictures this weekend of her in her costume, or I may just say forget it and post the not-so-great pictures we have.  We shall see.

{Two} Fall Pictures
We have a session scheduled tomorrow for family pictures.  I always have such a hard time picking out clothes for pictures.  I declared that I had nothing to wear on Wednesday morning and went shopping that night.  Still not satisfied, I bought a few more things tonight.  (So, basically, if B checks the account between now and 10:30 tomorrow morning, we may not have family pictures.  Ha!)  I'm the worst decision maker ever.  I may have taken lots of pictures in the mirror so I could compare clothes and jewelry.  I also may have used Insta Collage to compare my favorites.  (I thought it was a brilliant idea.)  And, after all that, I still have no idea what I'm wearing tomorrow.

{Three} Mommy-Daughter Date Night
B went out with the guys tonight (to race indoor go karts, because that's what you do when you're responsible men in your thirties), so Aniston and I had ourselves a little date night.  We were going to the pediatrician's office this afternoon anyway for a flu shot, so while we were out we went shopping and had dinner.  It was such a great time!  No tantrums, no whining, no being upset with each other...It was perfect, and I loved every minute of it!

{Four} Christmas?! It's Not Even Thanksgiving Yet!
I'm always amazed by how much we rush things.  On Wednesday, I noticed that the Halloween stuff had already been put on clearance and was being pushed out of the way to make room for Christmas stuff.  Hobby Lobby has had their Christmas stuff out for a couple of months.  I just can't get over it.  So many people overlook Thanksgiving in the rush to get to Christmas.  Well, not here, friends.  Ohh, no.  Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.  It always has been.  And, around here, we're going to continue to appreciate it.  Our fall decorations will be up until Thanksgiving.  No Christmas lights will be twinkling in our home until we've been properly thankful...and have eaten all the stuffing and turkey we can hold.

{Five} Speaking of Christmas...
My brother already has his Christmas list ready.  (Did I mention he's 24?)  He's planning to email it to me.  Bless him.  He's not showing a ton of appreciation for Thanksgiving, but I love him anyway. :)