Logic. Math. Reality.

Cloth Diapering Event 10/17

2008-10-10T15:53:00.000-07:00

Jadabugs just called me to let me know they're holding an informal babywearing and cloth diapering informational event Friday afternoon/evening 10/17/08 at 5pm in their boutique located at 80150 Highway 111, Suite C-1, Indio (Jefferson and 111).

If you'd like to learn about cloth diapering or babywearing (use of a sling) or if you have cloth diapers or slings to trade or sell you may bring them in to this event.

I myself use both! Or more specifically, Tristyn uses both :)

Cloth diapering can appear tricky with all the modern options out there, but I can assure you its VERY simple and NOT icky! If you are curious, or want to check out some different styles of cloth diapers come to the event!

I think it's okay to come by between 5 and about 6:20

http://www.jadabugs.com/
http://www.formomsandbabies.com/

Happy Chickadee Contest

2008-09-20T17:01:00.000-07:00

My great friend Amber and another friend Shari are two cool mama chicks that just launched their very own fresh and hip girls' boutique online at happychickadee.com. They scour the globe to find super cute gifties, gear and clothes for girls under 4, and many are handmade!

I suggest you head on over and check it, and while you're there enter in the contest they're holding on their blog!

P.S., they have a super cool Give Back program that sends a portion of their sales to 3 different charities. See? I told you they were cool 'chicks'.

Happy Chickadee - A fresh & hip girls boutique

The Women

2008-09-19T17:19:00.000-07:00

I got to go to a moooviiiie. Haven't been to a theatre since 1/1/07. Yes, that's 1 year, 9 months and 17 days ago. The movie was ok, the company was great!

Monique, Belinda, [Belinda's twins], Shari, Amber, [Amber's purse], Mandy

What Time Of Day Are You?

2008-09-12T23:48:00.000-07:00

You Are Midnight

You are more than a little eccentric, and you're apt to keep very unusual habits.

Whether you're a night owl, living in a commune, or taking a vow of silence - you like to experiment with your lifestyle.

Expressing your individuality is important to you, and you often lie awake in bed thinking about the world and your place in it.

You enjoy staying home, but that doesn't mean you're a hermit. You also appreciate quality time with family and close friends.

What Time Of Day Are You?

Random Solo Dancer Dude

2008-09-09T00:26:00.000-07:00

So I'm in my backyard tonight, and I hear some thumpin music. I cruise over to the sideyard to take a peek over the fence. What do I see? Some dude (who doesn't live there) is hip-hop dancing...by himself...all serious...in my neighbors garage.

I had to go back inside (tip-toeing so as not to step on a leaf and spook Random Solo Dancer Dude) to get my camera. Spy-video of Random Solo Dancer Dude is a must. For your viewing pleasure, may I present to you: Random Solo Dancer Dude Spy-Video as taken by myself with the camera lens positioned through a whole in my fence.

He's got a fan pointed at him to cool him down, y todo.

In my haste to get the RSDD on vid, I left my back slider open. Upon returning inside my house, I heard a noise in the baby's room (she was sleeping in the guest room at the time). Right away I knew what it was. My next-door neighbor's cat always saunters into my house if given half a chance - and there he was under Tristyn's crib. Then he moved himself into the triangle-shaped space between the angled crib and the wall, playing with the canopy fabric. So I got inside T's crib to coax him out. Frightened, the cat jumps into what he thinks will be an empty crib, yet it ends up being my back. Equally surprised, we are both still for a few moments collecting our thoughts on the situation, and I think to myself OMG could RSDD get me back by snapping a picture through the window of myself in a crib with the neighbor cat on my back?! Whatevs, even if he did I still found a lost pacifier and Tristyn's cell phone back there where the cat was.

This is why I stay up after every one else has gone to bed. This ultra-random stuff just does not happen between Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy!

Feels like it's 18 o'clock

2008-09-08T00:37:00.000-07:00

Wow, it's only 12:30? Feels like it's 18 o'clock because Tristyn went to bed at a normal baby time. I totally fell asleep with her - that is until The Husband woke me up with this:

"Hey? Want a McFlurry?"

No, I don't want an effing McFreakingFlurry, I want to sleeep...as evidenced by the fact that I accidentally fell asleep at 8 0freakin4pm. Why the EFF would you wake me up? Ugh.

"K, well I'm going to McDonald's"

Of course now I am fully awake after having taken an hour long nap so late in the evening. Unable to go back to sleep, so I actually had some time to myself while I ate the Oreo McFlurry I didn't ask for. Time. To. Myself. Just wanted to savor that last bit before I hit the hay. Working for my mother in law in the morning. Yes, I am nuts, but hey, she's paying me. Granted, it's in dog biscuits...but I can prolly sell them on eBay, no? Or etsy if I craft a fancy knitted holder/display case for 'em. What?

Me and Belinda

2008-07-29T05:36:00.001-07:00

Me and Belinda...and the twins in her belly.

How To: See Friends' Facebook Status in Twitter if they don't use Twitter

2008-07-10T00:26:00.000-07:00

I don't want to have to log in to Facebook or check my feed reader to see status updates from friends. Most of my Facebook friends don't use Twitter, so I couldn't see their updates very frequently. That all changed when I found Twitterfeed.

Here is what I did. First I created a 'dummy' Twitter account solely for this hack, and I selected keeping the updated protected. Then I went to my Facebook account where my friends' status updates are displayed and clicked on 'See All'. I copied that address of my Friends' Status Feed. Next, I went over to Twitterfeed, plugged in that Friends' Status Feed address from Facebook, and asked it to pull it into my dummy Twitter account. Now all the status updates from my Facebook friends are updating the status of the dummy Twitter account, prefixed with their Facebook name. Last, I logged back in to my main Twitter account to follow the dummy account. Now I see all the updates from my Facebook and Twitter friends.

The Beauty of Pregnancy

2008-06-28T02:03:00.000-07:00

So Tristyn, just so you know, this is what you did to me. Those are my feet on June 22, 2007. I took this pic on my BlackBerry while at work.

Now keep in mind I actually have quite thin ankles and legs normally. As you can see, my feet and ankles were actually the widest part of my foot, instead of my toes. Those flipflops (one of 2 pairs that "fit" me in the end) actually left indentations from the straps.

BUT WAIT, there's more: FREE with my Shrek feet came this horrid itching/stinging/burning constant sensation combination with pulsations. My legs felt like they would explode at any moment exactly how a hotdog weenie splits when it's overcooked. Ugh.

Plus, my cankles have cankles.

I'd post a 'after' pics for comparison, but I can't stand to look at feet. I only posted the pic because of this.

I'm Intercontinental When I Eat French Toast

2008-06-24T21:54:00.000-07:00

I tried to make French Toast tonight. Tried. I've made French Toast many, many times. Every time its as lame as the previous attempt.

I simply can not cook. I can, in theory. I know what I'm supposed to do. I know the basics. I understand logic. I can recognize simple equations such as high heat can equal burnt outer yet inner soggy-nasty-ness. There is just something about the kitchen that renders me tard-like.

Normally I would just stick to what I know I'm good at: cocktails, appetizers, wine n cheese type displays, generally things that don't involve using heat to transmogrify ingredients into edible food. But ya know, cooking for oneself is kind of an essential skill. Without Mike to mastermind all my eating I'd probably be.............skinny. Bastid!

Family Guy

2008-06-23T19:02:00.000-07:00

While I was cleaning up dinner tonight I heard an email come in on my BlackBerry - I had just made a sale online! Since Mike golfed pretty much all day I had him takeover with Tristyn so I could package it up. I got it all ready to go out and the phone rang - it was for Mike. I walk into the bedroom where he and T are on the bed watching TV. The child is not allowed to watch TV until she's 3 (I know...fat chance of that becoming a reality, but I'm holding off as long as I possibly can. So far so good, she's 11 months today). Irked, I look to see what is on the screen...it's FAMILY GUY. Family Freakin Guy. How crass can you get, Dad? Oh, I'm just jealous, FG is actually pretty funny for that kind of humor.

It's Official

2008-06-21T21:52:00.000-07:00

Even though I consider myself more of an out-of-work-mom, I think I'm officially now a SAHM. Here's evidence: I now have a flip-flop tanline. Enough said?

117 Degrees

2008-06-19T16:10:00.000-07:00

WTF? This is just NOT RIGHT! The graphic to the left is a print-screen shot of the weather widget of my sidebar. Current temp = 117 degrees Fahren-freakin-heit. Whatevs, Earth. WHAT-evs!

Double Tagged

2008-06-17T00:58:00.000-07:00

I've also been tagged by Jaime about a zillion years ago to share 7 facts about myself on your blog, some random, some weird.

As I just completed Nik's tagging, I'm 5/7th of the way completed with Jaime's. So to that post, I'll add that (6) I try not to judge people and instead just disagree or attempt to see another perspective, but I will (7) totally judge someone by their email address! Not so much the domain portion (unless it's @aol.com), but the username portion is what I check. If you're an stud4u@ or a boredblond@ I have a hard time accepting you!

I've Been Tagged

2008-06-16T22:43:00.000-07:00

Nik from Prose & Converse has tagged me, therefore:

5 Things in my purse:
I like to keep them tidy so usually there are only 5 things in there, or very close to that. Those would be: (1) Diaps/wipes for the Babe, (2) my BlackBerry, (3) lip gloss, (4) my camera, and (5) a teeny tiny green Coach card-case that holds just my debit card, ID and a $20.

5 Things in my room:
(1) The Husband, sleeping/snoring on (2) the new sheets which I refer to as being a pumpkin spice shade of orange, (3) our still-packed luggage from the trip we arrived home from a few hours ago and (4) a super-comfy couch I wish I was sitting on reading (5) one of the books I got from a Mama-friend at a recent swappage.

5 Things I've always wanted to do:
(1) go to bed early, especially when I'm tired, (2) stop being late, (3) sky dive/bungee jump (though I would not now that I'm a real mother), (4) follow one of my gadget inventions through to fruition and (5) have the tattoo on my back covered by a newer/cooler less hideous/horrendo tattoo

5 Things I'm currently into:
Reading (1) books and blogs, (2) Twitter, (3) researching ways to work part-time (4) Karl Strauss Red Trolley Ale, and (5) as always, the color green

5 Impressions of my tagger (Nik):
(1) She certainly must have a great sense of style because we have about a zillion of the same things and (2) similar tastes in nouns (you know, people, places and things). I believe she (3) keeps trying until she gets it right and is (4) a confidant to her friends and a (5) great person to split a bottle of wine with on a darkend patio under a hot summer moon.

6 Quirks:
I seldom fail to analyze any given situation. (1) Case in point: why does the 'Quirks' question not follow the above "5 Things..."? I'm rebelling and only listing 5 because I like odd numbers best. So much so that (2) I only set my thermostat to odd numbers EXCEPT if it's 78.
(3) I have never been able to put my left shoe on before the right shoe. If I'm stepping into a pair of flips and the left accidentally slips further forward than the right side I actually stop and start over again and pretend it never happened. Same goes for clothing - sleeves or pants, rings, even checking pockets before washing garments...always the right side first.
(4) I organize the tops in my closet by color and the bottoms by type, and (5) you will never see my little piggies without red nail polish. I do them myself and they have been red (only red) since junior high.

Congrats, you didn't get the job

2008-06-14T01:01:00.000-07:00

So I have been interviewing for a job that I thought I wanted. It was in the accounting department at the country club my parents (aka my daycare) live in. Ultra-convenient and a nice place to work. However, I was looking for something part-time and I stumbled upon this opening, but I knew I had to check it out due to the location. I decided not to debate working full-time until if/when they formally offered me the position. This did not happen.

After the initial interview I was informed they would be narrowing down the candidates to the top 3, and bring them back to interview with the big-whig. I was one of those 3.

My second interview was Thursday. Wednesday night I knew I would not take it. I went to the interview anyway, and I think I was not very enthusiastic about the opportunity. Luckily I have no decision to make...when HR called to let me know they went with the other candidate instead of me, I said "Okay, GREAT!..." all happy. She prolly thinks I'm a freak now. Who is happy when they DON'T get the job?

I let a few people know, and they have all said one of two things: "yay!" or "congratulations". I miss feeling like I accomplished something real during my days, but I just can't stand to leave Tristyn this early. She's so young, not even walking. I'd hate to miss her first steps because I was in some cubicle 10-keying away.

He's still alive

2008-06-11T19:08:00.000-07:00

"This calls for plastic measures."

-- My Nephew

We were in the pool at the time. No, he wasn't referring to my bikini.

I bought a plant

2008-06-03T02:55:00.000-07:00

I thought I was all bad (and stuffs) with my stay-at-homeness and bought a plant. Flowers, actually. Well, potted flowers. Oh, I got it: a flowering potted plant, that's it. Doesn't matter, none of the above would be in existence any longer. Par for Mandy.

The Husband schmirked when he saw the goods. Oh they looked lovely at first, but he knew better. He asked simply "Why?". The short answer was I was hosting 3 events at home that week, and needed to kick up the joint a notch. A punch of hot-pink and foliage to splash a little happy through the windows. The long answer, inside my head, was that I wanted to try. Try again. As I do every 2 or so years when I get the itch during a spring of country club pretties surrounding us. An itch to attempt, to better myself. To be good at something other than what I'm already good at. I should see this itch for what it really is: an itch to murder, cuz that's what inevitably always happens.

Sadly, all that remains is, well, I think the pic speaks for itself. No, the cigarette butts didn't come with it. They were an afterthought. Gawd help these children of ours!

Is NyQuil approved for babies?

2008-06-02T21:21:00.000-07:00

So Tristyn has decided her new schedule shall be getting up at 8am, taking miniscule, if any, nap(s), and going to bed at 10pm. Uh yeah, I'm miserable! The Husband doesn't understand why I'm going to bed at 2am everynight. HELLO, I still exist! I am more than just a baby follower-arounder! How much more? It's hard to remember with these new hours we're keeping, but I'm pretty sure there's more to be than being that baby's mama.

Currently I'm sitting at a stoplight as I drive her around hoping to get her in bed a bit earlier. So far 6 miles. Nice. This could get very expensive. Hi...I drive an F-150. Only billionaires have the guts to drive an extra 6 miles with gas prices the way they are. Whatevs, Tristyn. Whatevs!

Evernote Beta

2008-05-29T15:26:00.000-07:00

I have invites to the Evernote beta to give out. Post a comment if you'd like one and I'll send it your way.

It's like UberNote.

Twitter in Plain English

2008-05-29T15:20:00.001-07:00

Great vid on Twitter's usefulness. Upfront, Twitter seemed unnecessary and boring, but now I find it truly does have its merits.

The $100-Store

2008-05-27T09:02:00.000-07:00

I now know the true benefit of buying in bulk (ie Costco...or if, like me, you're too-cool/old skool you still call it Price Club). It is *not* the savings of the specific items you purchase. The real benefit is that buying in bulk keeps you from making the trip to the store as often, thereby reducing impulse purchases.

For instance, The $100-Store: Target. Absolutely mind-boggling that everyone I know enjoys shopping for dish detergent at Target. It's because your excuse to go is the dish soap, cat food and dryer sheets, but you leave...$100 later, with a myriad of thing you never intended to buy. My new Target theory...just go less often. I'm going to spend the same amount anyway, so if I go less often the chances of my purchases being things I actually neeeed are far greater than if i go every 2-3 days as usual.

In February I challenged myself to visit Target a mere once monthly from now on. My first attempt: I spent $150, and I made it 3 weeks without returning. That visit I spent $200, but I picked up 2 birthday gifts I'd be needing for May (yes, I like to bday gift shop early) and made it another 3 weeks without returning.

I've lost focus, and started going too often again. Must. Resist. Red Bullseye. I'm going to renew my challenge, and invite the 3 of you that read my oft-ill populated blog to join me in resisting the $100-Store.

Nikolas

2008-03-03T15:16:00.000-08:00

So while grocery shopping yesterday we unexpectedly ran into our nephew. Mike pointed out to him were T and I were and when I saw him he ran up to me. I haven't seen him since Christmas Day. He looked different, though I don't really see how an 8 year old could have changed much on a lil over 2 months. I tried to just give him a regular person stand-up hug, but he's short, and I missed him so much I just decided to scoop him up like I did when he was younger (and weighed less). I think most kids would get embarrassed by this, but I think he missed me equally as much and he just put his head on mu shoulder and we stayed that way for a looong time, not saying anything. Then I started to cry. In the checkout line. He gets out of school early on Fridays, so I'm gonna pick him up and take him to the Children's Discovery Museum with Tristyn. For the rest of that afternoon, there will be no DS or PSP playing allowed!!

For River/Lake People - I Must Share

2007-06-15T14:43:00.001-07:00

K, if you go to Havasu or the River, then you most likely know of the "Shoe Tree" on Rice Road, right? It's about the only thing to look at the entire trip (except the other rigs on the road with you).

So on the way to the Lake last weekend we are driving by the Shoe Tree. Imagine my surprise, when a little bit of entertainment has been sprinkled upon this long, hot trip for me to enjoy. Not only do I notice someone has dumped a treadmill quite near the Shoe Tree, but also someone is ON this treadmill, treading - I guess you'd call it.

This is such a random area of the world, I'm not sure if this person was homeless or just shabby, but it was an older man, and he was directly facing the road, treading away. I guess he goes there to work out to avoid the crowds at the gym?

Baby Blog

2007-01-23T14:07:00.000-08:00

I started a baby blog last week. It's both a pregnancy diary and a place where family and friends can come for updates. If I haven't already told you about it and you'd like to check it out, email or IM me and I'll send you the link.