HoboBaby

It feels weird to sit down and try to write a blog post, like I’ve been gone for years instead of weeks.  Bullets seem appropriate today as they don’t require well thought out paragraphs that relate to each other on a singular topic

• This is Avelyn’s last week of daycare.  Keeping her home will save us thousands, I mean THOUSANDS, of dollars a year.  It will be hard and I will be dog tired sometimes but I will try hard to keep the end goal (and maybe some $$$ signs?) in sight.
• Work is still going well.  I am blessed to enjoy my job and my only regret is that I wasted years and owe tens of thousands of dollars on a worthless degree that brought nothing but grief. Moving on…
• No bun in the proverbial oven yet so thanks for not asking.  The only thing worse than being unsure if you really want to do this again is being asked about it.  If it happens, great, if not, I’m cool with the one I’ve got.
• Valentine’s is a holiday I’ve never been into.  At least Kevin remembered to get me a card.  As far as I’m concerned the only good part about Valentine’s day is the build up, especially with little girls as it involves wearing lots of pink and red and making your meals extra cutesy.

• Apparently it does not also involve taking pictures of the actual Valentine’s day.  Or any day for that matter.  My overzealous picture taking days ended when one almost-two-year old starting acting like an almost-two-year old, i.e. CRAZY AND WON’T HOLD STILL.
• At least when I do get around to snapping the old camera I have a really cute subject to point my lens at.

• I’m scheduled to take some sewing classes that came free with my new machine I got for Christmas.  I’m really looking forward to it.  Although a big part of me is going numb imagining the chaos that is bound to ensue.  If only you could have seen the destruction from the last time I tried loading the bobbin (is that even proper terminology?) and threading a needle.  OY. VEY.
• Planning Avelyn’s 2nd birthday is both really fun (The ideas! The colors! The endless possible options for themes!) and infuriating.  The invitations are so grand looking in my head, and then I try to make them.  They just look so MEH.  The obvious answer is to seek help but really, does that sound like me?  No.  No it doesn’t.  Why do I have to be so OCD sometimes?
• We are going to Oklahoma this weekend to spend a few days with my best friend and take Avelyn to an event I hope she will enjoy.  I’m really looking forward to getting away for some quality Katie time.  I needs me some belly laughs.
• Last week I bought a membership to the Children’s Museum and we had a grand first visit.  My only complaint is for all of the inconsiderate parents out there who don’t observe the rules of the three and under section.  It very clearly states this section is only for 0-36 months AND that it is an area FREE OF SHOES.  That means your EIGHT year old rambunctious son is NOT supposed to be in there regardless of the fact that your three year old daughter is.  Especially with his dirty ass shoes on.  I mean come on!

Well that’s it I guess.  Run out of steam.  Consider this my lame attempt to delve back into writing.  Baby steps, people.  Baby steps.