Archive for August, 2009
August 27, 2009
oh, Alanis Morissette, I’ve got your irony RIGHT HERE
It’s a good thing I’m throwing myself into cleaning my house (and also pontificating about how much better my life is when everything is put away and dusted) because yesterday Henry cried the ENTIRE WAY HOME FROM SCHOOL.
What do those things have to do with each other, you ask? Well, the boy was crying because he had forgotten to bring the exact same unfinished school work home with him for the second day in a row. Still not seeing the connection?
The boy is painfully disorganized, you all. PAINFULLY. Although most of the pain is probably mine.
My kitchen is clean but my son is a mess! It’s a win-win! Wait no it isn’t.
Argh. (more…)
August 25, 2009
cleanliness is next to totally wigging out
The last time I really committed to keeping my house clean was when I was pregnant with Charlie; I had a schedule of what days I would clean what things (Monday: bathrooms, Tuesday: kitchen, Wednesday: mop hardwood). It’s possible that I was nesting but it’s more likely that I was completely losing my mind because OMG I AM HAVING A BAYBEE WTH WAS I THINKING AAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!
Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about. Because you do. (more…)
August 24, 2009
grace in small things: where my week went
Five things I’ve done in the past week (you know, other than update this website, obviously).
1. I wrote some things: directions for better laundering, a recap of the OctoMom reality TV special, and a review of the world’s cutest lunch boxes.
2. I exercised! I have either walked or shredded every day for the past ten days (except the one day when I cleaned the playroom which was more of a workout than even Jillian Michaels could provide, I swear to you). I’m saving the 30 Day Shred for days when the weather is crummy, so mostly I’m walking, but soon I will be shredding all the time. Promise. (more…)