3rd Row Life

As I write this I'm sitting in the third row of JD's car on our mini road trip to Gloucester. Luckily it's super roomy and has a perfect view of the DVD screen. Cecilia is passed out, so mommy gets to enjoy the rest of Monsters Inc in peace. 

Only down side to the third row is you really can't hear much conversation happening in the rest of the car. Between the speaker right behind my ear and the road noise I'm pretty much in my own world...which means I'm stuck in my own head stewing on all the things that went wrong at work this week. 

Our very successful website launch was awesome, even with a few bumps and bugs still being sorted out. Because I've had to focus so much on the site this week I rushed on Friday trying to get communications out for other departments. Focusing too much on pleasing the departments and getting things out fast, I f'ed up making two mistakes. I don't make mistakes often, so when I do I dwell and dwell and basically make myself sick about it. It's worse when there is no excuse except my own rushing. 

Ah well...nothing a few glasses of wine can't fix. 

So I'll spend the rest of the day playing with my new camera trying to forget what a bonehead I was on Friday. Monday brings a fresh week and new problems! Hooray! 

Luckily I have this knucklehead to cheer me up!

A Day in the Life of Cecilia

6:00 AM - I awaken.

6:15 AM - Dad finally comes to get me.

6:30 AM - Mom is busy packing my breakfast and lunch for school, making coffee, grabbing snacks for her and Dad and thinking about dinner...so I'll go hover under her legs and ask to be picked up for the next 15 minutes.

6:45 AM - Someone finally changes my diaper and puts my clothes on...I like to keep them on their toes, so I'll roll around a bit trying to get away, maybe I'll try to grab the poopy diaper or shove my BFF Piglet into the dirty diaper. I'll also pull my shirt off as soon as they put it over my head, move my feet around so they can't put my socks on and perhaps pull them off as soon as the rents think they've succeeded.

7:00 AM - I brush my teeth, which really means I suck the fake toothpaste off and ask for more. I also need to make sure the toilet is in top shape for when I start to potty train so I'll flush the toilet a few times.

7:05 AM - They tell me it's time to go to school. As soon as they grab my coat off the hook I'll run in the opposite direction. Once they have me cornered, I'll pretend I can no longer stand up and flop on the ground. Eventually I let them put it on and zip it up. But, then I'll unzip it. They put my hat on, I pull it off. We go a few rounds before I finally go along with it.

7:10 AM - Off we go. I like to look out my window and eat snacks on the way to school. Sometimes when it's just Mom & I, I like to tease her so I'll beg for more snacks and since she is driving, she just has to give me the snack bag because she can't fill up my snack cup. Usually I dump the snacks out and say, "Uh Oh". LOL they think I did it by accident.

7:25 AM - We drop Dad off at work. Then for the next ten minutes to school I ask for him constantly. 

7:35 AM - We arrive at school. I greet all my friends and my teacher. I then head straight for the table because I am starving. I say goodbye to Mom while stuffing my face. 

..............(9 hours later).........

4:30 PM - Mom comes to pick me up! We sing and talk all the way back to Daddy's office to pick him up and go home. 

5:25 PM - We get home. I follow Bernie around for 10 minutes saying, "Hug" until he stops long enough for me to smother him. 

6:00 PM - We sit down for dinner. I eat a lot but then I start to throw my fork, sippy cup and eventually food on the floor. I like to cheers with Mom and Dad using our forks. I think it's pretty silly. 

6:45 PM - Bathtime. Bathtime is the best time! I love the bath so much. I like to inspect the filling up of the tub to make sure the temperature is just right.

6:55 PM - I love free-balling in my robe! 

7:05 PM - All snuggled up in my PJs and ready to read some books. 

Hey, by the way...why have you been following me around all day? Turn on my light up penguin, hand me my Piglet buddy and get out of my room. Night Night. 

Carmen Sandiego is locked up...you're welcome

About a month ago Internet Archive announced you could now play the original, DOS-based Oregon Trail game. It was a BFD. People freaked out. I tried it out, I died. Obviously, because everyone dies on the Oregon Trail. 
Frustrated by my inevitable fate I looked around to see what other old school games were available: Aladdin, Treasure Mountain (Anne W.), and Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego. 

Carmen Sandiego is hands down the best thing to come out of 1985. Not only did it have an amazing computer game 

but the TV show!? 

and the game show!?

So good. 

Well I'm happy to share that I beat that original DOS-based game!! Whoop!! I found Carmen Sandiego and I locked her up good. She won't trouble the world any longer. 

Before each of my promotions (Sleuth, Ace Detective, etc) I had to answer one question that referenced The World Almanac and Book of Facts. Since I didn't have that lying around from 1989 (updated version), I used my trusty friend Google. I also used Google to help with some of the clues...like, "He changed his money to drachmas"....well considering we live in the age of Euros and considering I wasn't the one paying on our European vacations, I needed help figuring out the country. It's Greece BTW. 

So, now my mission is complete. I can go back to reading during my free time. 

I miss these simplistic, EDUCATIONAL games. No thanks Call of Duty or Grand Theft Auto. Mario Kart is definitely educational by the way...that's how I learned to drive! 

Who knew?

So apparently kids grow.

I know, right? Crazy town.

We (I) are counting down the days until our Floridian Adventure. Since we are only a mere 34 days away I've starting making a checklist of all the things Cecilia will need.

-Bathing Suit

-Hat

-Sandals

-Shorts

-Dresses

We have all of that stuff right?

WRONG....we had all of that stuff. But, sadly kids grow...and grow and grow and grow. So the $694.57 (approximately) I spent on her summery clothes last year, will have to be spent again this year! Which, I knew going in, but I really thought we'd get more miles out of these seasonal clothes than we are.

The truly dangerous part of having to buy Cecilia new clothes every year, is that it makes ME want to buy new things every year. I warned JD...he should take away my debit/credit cards and only give me cash. I cannot be trusted with a Visa.

But really, what is the harm?
Cecilia gets a new bathing suit, Mommy gets a new bathing suit.
Cecilia gets a few dresses, Mommy gets a few dresses.
The only times I get away with this thought process is when I buy something for Daddy too. He gets ties.

Its Friday...

"This one's mine, but I'll give you a sip."

This week's post brought to you by Disney.

Superbowl XLIX

Cecilia predicts the winner

The Superbowl is always the most exciting weekend event in the dead of winter. I mean, the food alone gets me excited. What makes this one even better, besides that it includes the Patriots, is that there is a snow storm threatening to dump 8-12" on us tomorrow...so snow day perhaps??

This year's Pre-Superbowl festivities will include an ice fishing derby and a crap load of food. JD and I are making Clam Fritters...I am so freaking excited for these...any excuse to use the deep fryer. I also "made" Spinach & Artichoke dip. Other guests are bringing stews, wings, dips, chips, veggies and soppressata. 

Hooray for fatties!!

GO PATS!! 

#WhiteGirlProblems

#whitegirlproblems

You're welcome. 

1. Are Snickers from Easter acceptable to eat in October? - I'm just trying to save money by not buying Halloween candy.

2. Why do Pumpkin Spice Oreos exist? That is not the point of Oreos.

3. Public Transportation #mbta

4. I have nothing to wear. 

5. Does a 1 year old need to dress up for Halloween? 

6. There is not enough time in the week to catch up on all the shows I DVR.

7. When it's time to shop for new boots.

8. Doing the laundry: 

9. The line at Starbucks is too long. 

10. When my 1 year old wakes up before 6am on the weekend...except it's still dark out.

Our very own Annabelle

Toys are creepy

What is the creepiest way to be woken up in the middle of the night? Well, maybe except an intruder, murderer, rapist, or clown, is hearing Bubbles the Learning Whale singing his creepy song in the middle of the night from the bathroom.

Bubbles, bubbles all around.

Popping bubbles up and down.

Bubbles popping to and fro.

Bubbles put on quite

a show!

I don't know if Bernie could have gotten in the tub and pushed the power button, but I was not about to get out of bed to investigate. THREE different times this freaking whale sang to me. Hey Bubbles - your spout looks like a chef's hat. 

I don't know if Bubbles will start torturing our family and stealing babies like his cousin Annabelle, but if he does we're moving.