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Friday Confessional

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While packing up my desk at work I may or may not of taken a few things that weren't technically mine.  What the heck were they going to do with that pop up Elmo tooth brushing book anyways.

Yesterday my goal was to put on real pants.  As in pants I hadn't been wearing for two days.  Maybe even pants without an elastic waist.  It didn't happen.

The day before I got laid off we bought an iPad.  The financially responsible side of me says we should probably take it back now.  The other side says hell no.  Pretty sure I know which side is going to win and let's just say it doesn't involve a trip to The Mart.

Our elf was "stuck" in the tree for 3 days.  Apparently she forgot to go back to the North Pole.  Mom Fail.

I'm pretty much convinced that by the time all our Christmas decor is up, it's going to be time to take it back down.  Decorator fail.

Last week I confessed Jamie had never seen Santa and probably wouldn't this year either.  Well I broke done and we went.  Now it's all he talks about.  We're going back today.  I like to think of it as making up for lost time.  Plus it's at least an hour of FREE entertainment.  Bass Pro Shop for the win!

The past two days I've been at home, but sent Jamie to daycare.  Let's be real, I wasn't going to get anything done if he was around.

Who am I kidding.  My house looks crazier than usual and I've actually cooked less.  I really just wanted some time to myself.  It's been a long week.

Confessions.  They're good for the soul.
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Pssst....I'm invading someone elses blog today!

First of all...thank you so much for all your kind words and encouragment yesterday!

Being unemployed is filled with lots of worry and uncertainty, but it's awesome to know I have so many people in my corner praying for something bigger and better to come along!

Fingers crossed everyone!

While I spruce up the ole resume today and apply to jobs like its....well, my job....I've got a little surprise Project MILF update for you all over at Loves of Life!

As a fellow Weight Watchers guru who not only did it once, but a second time after her beautiful baby girl Lucy was born I was honored when Katie asked me to share my story on her little slice of the interwebz.  She inspires me everyday and I can only hope when if comes time for baby EyeCanSee number two that I'll be squeezing back into my skinny jeans as quickly as she did!

Now go check it out!

Pink slipped at Christmas

Monday afternoon I found myself in a place I never thought I'd see.

The unemployment line.

Yep.

3 weeks before Christmas I got laid off due to budget cuts.

How cliche is that?

Honestly, it wouldn't really matter to me what time of year it happened.

It's a pretty big pill to swallow regardless of the season.

Of course since then the

"It's all going to work out...."

"It's going to be OK...."

and the "Everything happens for reason...."

have been clogging up my cell phone like some bad episode of Dr. Phil.

Easy for someone else to say.

Are they going to pay my bills and make up for the loss of our larger income?

Yeah.  I didn't think so.

I am doing my best to see the silver lining.

Truth be told while I enjoyed what I did, I didn't LOVE where I worked.  The commute sucked and I was severely underpaid.  So needless to say I had been keeping my eyes open for something new.

But they say it's always easier to find a job when you already have one.

And I wasn't finding much then, so now I feel like I'm in a scary place.

Part of me is all gung ho, let's get this job search party started.

The other part of me wants to sit here on the couch in my sweatpants and cry into a carton of ice cream.

I'm sure over the next few weeks there's going to be a fair share of both.

Friday Confessional

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Some days I go to work super early because it’s quiet and no body is there.  Not because I want to get extra work done, but because I want to catch up on my blog reading and illegal internet surfing.

I don’t own leggings.  I feel like this makes me an outcast in the social media world.  Like I’m missing some vital part of the so called “momiform.”  Maybe I’m missing out, but honestly they give me bad 90s flashbacks to my jr high days when all I would wear were stirrup pants and oversized sweatshirts.  Those are fashion moments I don’t care to relive.  Ever.

The week Hostess went out of business and people were snatching up Twinkies left and right, I thought I’d be nostalgic and pick up a box of Oatmeal Cream Pies for one last hoorah.  Until I got home and was informed those are made by Little Debbie.  Who isn’t going bankrupt.  Snack Cake fail.

I get a little miffed when I see someone I haven’t seen for awhile and they don’t say one word about my weight loss.  HELLO!  I’ve lost 85 pounds.  Surely you’ve noticed.

I couldn’t tell you the last time we went to church.  This bothers me, but not enough to actually go.

I don’t like Will Farrell.  Or any of his movies.  Including Elf.

Last weekend I went to Target 3 days in a row.  A different one each time.  I think I need a 12 step program.

I didn’t know Elf on a Shelf had boy elves and girl elves.  On one of my many Target trips I just picked one up.  When I got home I discovered it was a girl.  This may bother some boy moms, but frankly I couldn’t care less.

Once I discovered my elf gender faux pas, I spent my next two Target trips trying to find her the Couture, limited edition, elf skirt.  If we were going to have a girl elf, dammit she was going to look like a girl.  My husband says I have problems.

This will be Jamie’s 3^rd Christmas and we’ve never taken him to see Santa.  We may try this year since he’s old enough to actually sorta, kinda get it.  But if we don’t, it’s not going to be the end of my world.

The basement playroom looks like a tornado hit and has since last weekend.  I have no intention of cleaning it up anytime soon.  Outta sight.  Outta mind.

What do you need to get off your chest this week??

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Two. The good. The bad. The {not so} Ugly.

What’s up Internet people?!  It’s been far too long, so I’m high jacking mom’s blog today!

I’ve been a pretty busy guy since I turned the terrible two in August.  Though honestly, two has proven to be not so terrible after all.  Sure I have my moments, but who doesn’t.  Even mommy puts herself in time out from time to time.  When I do act up, there not much a lecture and good old fashioned arm squeeze from mom can’t fix.  Man does she have the mean mom mug down.  Yikes!  And if there’s one thing I don’t like, it’s making mommy sad, so I try and stay on my best behavior!  Most of the time I’m a pretty sweet, lovable little guy!  Everything is such a BIG deal to me, and I get so ‘cited!!’ {excited} over the smallest things!  It’s been so much fun!  Mom often says if she could wrap me up and keep me this age forever she would!  Except for maybe that stage 5 clinger “I WANT MY MOMMY” phase I’ve been in lately.  That part she said she could do without.  You’d think she’d find it endearing that I want her to “HOOOLLLLDDD MMMEEEEE” 24 hours a day, but apparently there’s something called “personal space” she keeps blabbering on about.  Whatever, I know one day she’s going to miss it. 

I’m pretty much talk nonstop these days and amaze people how well I speak.  My teachers at school talk about what a little smartie pants I am all the time.  There’s even talk of moving me to the preschool room in January with all the BIG kids!  I’ll be super sad to leave Ms. Mary behind, she’s my favorite next to mommy these days, but I’m pretty excited about moving up to Ms. Bev’s “House.”  Mom can’t even believe how fast times flying.  Wasn’t she just dropping me off in the infant room like yesterday??  One day she woke up and I turned into a little boy!  I know all my colors.  Shapes.  Letters.  Numbers.  The entire K-State Fight song.  You know, the basics.  Mom said if it was possible to find a bigger “K-S-U WILDCATS!!!” fan than my Uncle Matt, it would be me.  I LOVE going to the games.  Watching the band.  Looking for Willy the Wildcat and pointing out Coach Bill every chance I get.  Every.single.morning I request my “GO CATS!” shirt and my “GO CATS!” socks.  Some days mommy says it’s dirty and I have to wear something else, but I’m pretty sure she’s lying.  Especially when I can clearly see it hanging in the closet which I’m always so eager to point out.  Nothing gets past me mom.  When are you going to figure that out?? 

The potty has been all the rage at our house lately.  It’s pretty funny to watch two grown people get so excited over where I choose to do my business, but hey, if it earns me a sucker and a high five I’m game for just about anything!  At my 2 year old check up my doctor said there probably wouldn’t be much interest in that area until 2 ½ or 3.  Mom had come to terms with the fact that she’d be changing my diapers for at least another year.  Fools.  All of them.  One day I just decided diapers were for babies and that was the end of that.  She’s even brave enough to finally let me leave the house in big boy undies and just this week I started wearing them to school.  Even during nap time!  I still wear my “nighttime undies” {aka a diaper} to sleep, but about half the time I wake up dry so mom doesn’t think it will be too long before I’m nighttime trained too!  I don’t want to toot my own horn or anything, but mom didn’t really have much to do with any of it.  It was all me.  It’s not all roses and rainbows though.  I still poo in my Thomas undies pretty much everyday.  Not sure what it is about that #2…..I KNOW it’s supposed to go in the potty.  When you ask me I will tell you it goes in the potty.  But it’s way more fun to hide in a corner somewhere and then tell mommy about my fun surprise.  Funny thing is, she never finds it as funny as I do.  What can I say, it’s still a work in progress.  Mom just hopes I figure it out before college.  But enough about that.

Remember Barney?  My BFF?  Well he’s been replaced by Caillou.  Much to mom’s dismay, it’s pretty much all I will watch.  All day.  Everyday.  I’ve picked up a few of his phrases, started calling mom Ms Pirate and will ask you what he’s doing no short of 100923485 times a day.  I’m even asking Santa for a Rexy dinosaur just like Caillou’s.  Joke’s on mom though.  He doesn’t exist.  I chuckle a little every night as she scours the internet looking for one.  I'm pretty sure come Christmas morning there will be an imposter Rexy sitting under the tree, mom's just praying I don't notice.  I also LOVE my Caillou books and request they be read multiple times a day.  All six of them.  Over.  And Over.  And Over again.  They NEVER get old, no matter how many times I read them.  Funny thing is, they’ve gone missing lately.  I have sneaking suspicion mom had something to do with that……

What’s that mom?  There’s a Caillou Holiday special on Sprout???  90 minutes of pure heaven!  Well I better get going.  There’s chocolate milk to drink and goldfish crackers to eat! 

Until next time!

Is this thing on?

Hi remember me?

The girl who used to blog here?

Life's been pretty busy!

Here's what we've been up to!

We Respected the Turkey

Watched the infamous Kansas City Plaza Lights come on

We spent Black Friday at Union Station with PePaw

Jamie was in train heaven!

We adopted our Elf on a Shelf aka Sugarbell who has already been up to plenty of mischief.  Every morning we go look for her and it usually results in lots of giggles. "Mama....what Sugarbell doing?  Sugarbell is soooo silly!"

And we've officially decked the halls!

The holiday season is in full swing and watching it through the eyes of a 2 year old has been pretty awesome.  Every little thing amazes him and gets plenty of ooohhs and awwws and oh that's so pretty!  He's even been talking about going to see Santa, a rite of passage we haven't experienced yet.  Can't wait to see what joys the rest of the season brings!