No, thoughts. Go away.

I realized something today.
I didn't get around to walking Jackie Brown until 5:00pm. I left to walk her with only a hoodie on for warmth and when I returned at 6:00 there was still light! This, on top of the fact that it was about 65 degrees today makes me feel something. Something kinda familiar. Something involving a tiny little bud of happiness working its way out through my psyche. Could it be, is it happening?
SPRING FEVER!?!

No, stop the notion. It is STILL february. It will most certainly blizzard just when you start to feel your most comfortable in your short shorts. And yes tomorrow is supposed to be even nicer. But really, isn't this all kind of wierd!!?! I mean, it only snowed like 3 times, and some bulbs are even starting to pop up. Where is the winter gloom? The starting-your-car-half-hour-before-you-leave days? The days you don't necessarily feel depressed but you have a pretty good undestanding of how depressed folks feel.

I mean how are we supposed to keep our winter clothes and our summer clothes handy????

Maybe this is global warming.
Maybe it's just a big joke with a winter storm warning close behind it.

All I know is come tomorrow afternoon you will find me out on the porch, with my flip flops on, my sunscreen close at hand, and a big smile on my face. February. Hah!

because we should all have what we truly want!

I was reading a friend's blog and she was talking about the task of creating what you want in life. And I've read "Creative Visualization" and I have "The Secret" and I know that when you really focus your intent on something you can create it. I really do believe this, and I was happy to be reminded of this during my morning blog surf. It's a nice reminder that we are out there creating our own lives, and if we believe in things and focus our intent, we can get what we want. Well there are lots of things I want, to have a healthy child, a healthy family, to pay off my student loans, etc.

But today, in this blog, I am focusing on this:

Call me caddy, but I really want the Canon Digital Rebel xsi 12.2mp.
And so, my affirmations. I will have the Canon Digital Rebel xsi 12.2mp. One day soon I will be the owner of a Canon Digital Rebel xsi 12.2mp. I will soon be snapping pictures of my baby with my Canon Digital Rebel xsi 12.2mp. Canon Digital Rebel xsi 12.2mp. Canon Digital Rebel xsi 12.2mp. Canon Digital Rebel xsi 12.2mp.
I can't wait to have you at my fingers.

message from Jackie Brown

'Sup, everyone. Dis be Jackie Brown. I'm not cool. So's my mom totally honkyfooled me today. I wuz so excited when she woke me down and told me t'get in de truck. Ya' know? I love road trips! Slap mah fro! But she took me t'a terrible place where dey made me feel real funny. Den dey stuck dis cone doodad on mah' haid! Dang! I can hardly move around wid dis doodad on. Not coo'. I'm so's mad at mah' mom and dad. I's wanna lick dat tumor on my leg so's baaaad but now I can't! Argh!

out of town

Mike and I took a much deserved weekend vac-a this weekend. A hotel room + no agenda + unexplored city = fun. Also add into that equation mucho mucho sushi and that's what I'm talkin about!
Can you guess the city?

babies

Babies, babies, babies!

I'm so blessed to be able to share this pregnancy with friends who are also pregnant. These little baby hats are so fun and easy to make. I can't wait to see the little heads that are going to fill them!

You can have cake and eat it, too. But you might regret it.

Some days, you wake up wrong. Your eyes are puffy. Your skin looks wierd. You don't have enough time. Everyone needs time. You try to keep your game face on while people talk to you, at you. Smile. Pretend.

Of course I came home from my day and took a bath immediately because a bath is my absolute favorite thing to do these days. Then Mike came home and told me that a dog bit him on the butt on the way home from the bus, so he stood on the toilet to look in the medicine cabinet mirror, dropped trow and I watched from the bath a bloody bite on Mike's butt. Seriously?
We attempted to remedy the day by ordering sandwiches and getting psyched to watch Heroes. But I went to my friend's next door and came home at 9:00. Ready! But Heroes started at 8. And Mike said it was awesome.

On an entirely different note, I think I'm addicted to cake. I really, really, really love cake. We hosted a little baby shower for one of my girlfriends yesterday and we got one. A delicious pre-made, no frills white sheet cake. It was the highlight moment of my yesterday. It makes my tastebuds do awesome things, it gives me a wicked sugar high. I love it! I sent her home with most of it but was sure to retain a large chunk for myself. Which I nibbled at, one sliver at a time. One teeny tiny bite here, one litte rip off there. One sweet blue flower. One red sugar balloon. And then, as quickly as it came, nearly 1/4 of an entire sheet cake gone. In my stomach. Feeding that sugar addicted baby that I must be creating. And surely its post bliss crash contributed to my crappy day. I mean something as WONDERFUL as cake most definitely has a flip side.