Friday, January 28, 2011

Balancing Act

I had every intention of posting all about my adventure in a timely manner, with all sorts of pictures and other awesomeness. Instead you get the bullet point version. Sorry charlies.

  • I ate Fenesjan at a delightful Mediterranean restaurant. My waiter was delightful and gave me my order of Athens fries to-go for free. 
  • I jumped on the beds at the hotel.
  • I met Scott Shriner outside of a Starbucks in the Hard Rock Hotel. Yes that IS the bassist for Weezer. Yes I do have a picture. Yes it is on my friend Trent's camera, and no I do not have it as of yet.
  • Weezer was so amazing, I can't even talk about it. Just kidding. I will totally talk about it for days on end. 
  • Brian Bell forgot to play the Sweater Song and moved right on to Surf Wax America. Rivers set him right.
  • Slide show intermission with old photos of the band, including one from the tour in Utah 1997 with No Doubt. (My first ever concert) That was pretty rad.
  • Encore featuring Rachel Haden from That Dog singing "I Just Threw Out the Love of my Dreams" (she was freaking adorable. I wanted to put her in my suitcase)
  • Stayed up till forever with Trent and Brittni and all the random silliness that happens on late nights. Lots of giggling and singing of Red Hot Chili Peppers
  • Got an @ tweet from Sam Means (from the Format. Go look them up. NOW) about the concert,

AND THEN...

  • Transmission blew 
  • stranded in the middle of the freaking Nevada desert for 2 hours
  • Rescued by Trent and Brittni
  • Food poisoning
  • Eye infection

So all in all, things evened out.

Friday, January 21, 2011

I'll bring home the Turkey if you bring home the Bacon

In 45 minutes, I'm leaving for Vegas.

A L O N E

Let me present to you this piece of awesomeness, my theme song for the weekend:







Hours of delightful book reading with no one asking me to get them a chocolate milk. I'm considering building a couch cushion fort at the Barnes & Noble.

Oh, did I mention i'm also going to see this?



My heart is all fireflies and lightning.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Somebody's watchin' me...

Hmmm.... Blair's gone all day, and the girls and I are bored. I know!


Let's put eyes on things!


Elliot: thought it was hilarious and wanted to put eyes on EVERYTHING

Astoria: got totally freaked out and cried saying "Mommy, I don't want eyes in the house" So i started to take them down (which caused Elliot to weep uncontrollably) After Elliot talked to her about it, she was game "Mommy! I like eyes now! Let's put eyes on the potty!" But it wasn't to last. After about 20 minutes, she got concerned again and told me "Mommy, I'm done with eyes now."


What do you do on boring winter days?



(By the way I totally stole this idea from the awesome Team Cowan. I heart them so much)

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

January Things?

1. In an attempt to cut back on sugar, it seems as though I have inadvertently turned up my Diet Cherry Pepsi (aka sweet nectar of the gods) consumption. I guess I didn't realize how much I was actually drinking till at about 1 p.m. today my head started throbbing from caffeine withdrawals.

Oh Come On! (in Gob Bluth voice - which i'm an expert at) Can't I just have one vice without consequences? ;)

2. In case you were wondering? Peanut butter and maple syrup on waffles is disgusting. And I guess I'm the only sane person in my house since Blair and the girls love it. (dry heave)

3. It's official. My baby sister (nearly 15 years my junior) is gorgeous. A) how did that happen and B) Why did she get all the pretty genes? It's not faaaiiir.....


4. Apparently caffeine withdrawal also causes irritability. Oh. that explains some things.

5. I'm on an active hunt for a time machine. Anyone know where I can score 1.21 jiggawatts? Either that or I need to put myself into some kind of coma for the next 48 hours. If I'm not conscious on my birthday that means I don't actually age... right? RIGHT?

6. I didn't post anything yet about New Years, but look! we had a New Years!


Every year we pick a different country (or something... last year we did New York, which is not a country, but certainly a culture) And this year we did China. More on this later.

7. The Matches will make me feel amazing no matter how terrible my mood is.

8. If I was super cutesey, I would make this list have 29 things... but I'm not.

9. Zumba classes are getting more crazy. I LOVE how full it's been lately, the energy is bananas. Come to my class. Do it.


10. I love you, goodnight.

Monday, January 10, 2011

The Other Resolution

Every once in a while a girl just has to write a post where she whines like an "I'm-going-to-totally-die-if-I-don't-get-asked-to-prom" high school junior. This is that post. I'm going to try and restrict myself to less than 3 a year.

In addition to the list of resolutions I made last week, there is one additional one that I feel like adding to the list.

  • Make some friends.
 Okaaay. I know I know, I have friends. At least Facebook seems to think so. Maybe I should change this a little:
  • Make some friends
  • Make time to be a friend
 I am completely aware that there are different seasons in life, and I'm currently in the "youngish-mommy-who-is-crazy-busy-and-has-a crazy-busy-husband-and-crazy-kids-but-no-money" season, not so much the "insanely-popular-at-dance-parties-and-enjoy-life" season, or even the "my-kids-are-in-school-and-my-spouse-has-a-good-job-and-I'm-going-out-for-lunch" season. But that doesn't necessarily mean that because I'm in the young(ish) mommy season that I have to be so lonely all the time, does it? But here's the kicker. It turns out that in order to have friends, I actually have to make some effort. Bleh. Meaning I might actually have to call someone on the phone. And even more terrifying, make some kind of plans to actually hang out with that person. The very thought of that makes me want to crawl into a closet and rock back and forth, hugging my knees.


I've lived in the same neighborhood for about 3 1/2 years. wanna know how many times my kids have played with other kids in the neighborhood? Probably never. And it's my own fault. You'd think after that long I could become friendly enough with someone that we could at least exchange play dates or something. But no. I stay in my safe little house and my safe little backyard. And I have no idea why. I used to be friendly... really. What happened to me?

Maybe I'm just being silly. My kids are wonderful, and I enjoy spending time with them. Teaching Zumba is great, and I love having a little time to do something I enjoy so much around some really fantastic women (even if the only talking involved is me screaming "Add the arms! Now, Turn to the left!". )

Shouldn't that be enough?

It should be. It really should be.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Pirate Smile

So, it turns out that I'm not quite as terrible of a mother as I'd imagined. We discovered that Elliot's mouth full of tooth decay was caused by huge gaps in her enamel that didn't form correctly when she was growing in my tummy. I seriously couldn't figure out why I had only one kid with teeth like an old prospector, when they all have the same brushing/eating habits. This explains a lot. The gap though probably wont be fixed till she's a little older. Like her daddy she has a long frenulum that extends all the way down between her front teeth. Genetics are so weird. Anyway, thanks Dr. Albrecht (p.s. best pediatric dentist office EVER. they are AMAZING)


Elliot did amazing at the surgical center. She can be pretty dang well-behaved and sweet when she puts her mind to it. :) And she's pretty proud of her new "pirate teeth". And maybe someday she'll be a seamstress for the band...

        Hold me closer tiny daaaancer...
             Count the headlights on the hiiiiiiwaaaaaay...

Monday, January 3, 2011

I suck at resolutions.


Here are my goals from last year:

  • Lose 23 pounds (this is not an arbitrary number, and not a lofty goal either. 12 pounds will get me to my pre-pregnancy weight, 23 will get me healthy.)
  • Completely potty train Elliot and Astoria. Elliot is halfway there...
  • Run a 5k.

I did not run a 5k. But I did get Zumba certified and am teaching 5 classes (sometimes 6) a week. So there's that.

Elliot is Potty trained, Astoria on the other hand has to get extra "help" on a bi-monthly basis as well as cut out pretty much all dairy for a bit in exchange for "chocolate swilk". Right now we're just happy when she goes at all, forget doing it in a potty. we'll work on that after basketball season.

I am 16 pounds lighter than at this time last year. Baby weight? No big deal. Healthy weight... you mean I have to cut back on copious amounts of sugar? Forget that.

So I pretty much did everything a solid HALF-WAY.

Guh.

This years goals? Of course i'm still going to make some.

  • Read 45 books
  • Brush my teeth
  • Ensure that my kids get no cavities this year
  • Turn off lights when I leave a room
  • Kiss Blair more
  • Take Anne Morrow Lindbergh's advice and spend some time alone
There is is. In writing. I have bazillion other goals in mind, but this'll suffice for now.


One last thing, Elliot has surgery tomorrow. It's not "real" surgery, but she is going to be put under so that her ten million cavities can be fixed. More on that later.

Let the Year of Mary Einfeldt commence