Do you remember that test everyone had to take in high school? It was the one where the teacher made sure to tell you to read all the directions before you started. The directions said something like, "Only answer the last question." But most of the class skipped right on over that and spent the rest of the period working on the test.
This post, its a little like that. Sort of. I sent the following slide show out to some family and friends the other day. There's a message toward the end. I assumed everyone would get it, but... it turns out some people didn't pay close attention (although they get points for watching it.) Others never watched the whole thing. Some did not even open it.
Well, all I have to say is don't blame me when you realize that the world wide web has this info before you!
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Can't you throw a dog a bone?
I have a friend, Julie, she is a total dog person and helped us adopt Cooper. I used to get some good Cooper footage on here but lately Cooper has not done much that could be considered blog-worthy.
Truth be told, Cooper has a lot of fans, Julie included. And, I have felt a little guilty not posting much about him.
But alas, video is here. For all Cooper's fans...
Friday, February 11, 2011
"I love the kid, but miss the freedom" Lemon Gloria
As far as I am concerned, she nailed it.
Here is an example. Last weekend, Jonathan took off back to Chapel Hill for a weekend with his old college roommates and some UNC basketball. He had not been back for a game in more than several years. I know how much he has missed it. So I gave him the plane and game tickets for Christmas. I thought it was a great surprise and he had a fantastic time.
He went back to the campus and walked around. He got onto the football field. He drank beer. His other friend met up with them. He went to the bookstore and bought us all UNC gifts. There was more beer and his favorite pizza joint. You get the idea.
Used to be that on these types of weekends, I would have a quiet weekend at home. Watch some movies, maybe read some gossip-y magazines, perhaps a mani-pedi was in the mix or a trip to the spa for a massage. On several occasions, Jonathan sent me to the spa or sent me flowers. Not too shabby, right?
Well, having a one year old precludes ANY of the above from happening. There was no quiet, there was no reading, there was no movies or spa treatments. MRA did pull some leaves off the house plant but that was as close to flowers as I got.
Like Lemon Gloria said, "I love the kid, but I miss the freedom."
Here is an example. Last weekend, Jonathan took off back to Chapel Hill for a weekend with his old college roommates and some UNC basketball. He had not been back for a game in more than several years. I know how much he has missed it. So I gave him the plane and game tickets for Christmas. I thought it was a great surprise and he had a fantastic time.
He went back to the campus and walked around. He got onto the football field. He drank beer. His other friend met up with them. He went to the bookstore and bought us all UNC gifts. There was more beer and his favorite pizza joint. You get the idea.
Used to be that on these types of weekends, I would have a quiet weekend at home. Watch some movies, maybe read some gossip-y magazines, perhaps a mani-pedi was in the mix or a trip to the spa for a massage. On several occasions, Jonathan sent me to the spa or sent me flowers. Not too shabby, right?
Well, having a one year old precludes ANY of the above from happening. There was no quiet, there was no reading, there was no movies or spa treatments. MRA did pull some leaves off the house plant but that was as close to flowers as I got.
Like Lemon Gloria said, "I love the kid, but I miss the freedom."
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Why You Should NOT Dive Head First Off a Tricycle
Lesson (hopefully) learned: face-planting on the concrete sidewalk really hurts.
Jonathan and I did what any other guilt ridden parents would do at the end of January. We packed our kid up and took him to the beach followed by a trip to the local Italian bistro for some gelato.
PS - Apparently when you smash your nose in, it can cause things not to drain correctly which can lead to a sinus infection. Oh, the joy! Perhaps some more gelato is in order.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
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