Thursday, September 15, 2011

The paternity test is IN!

This summer I have heard more people ask me, "Where does your boy get his blonde hair?" And even though it is hard to believe that my son's father is not Daniel Craig, Brad Pitt or Jude Law here is undeniable proof that Soder is the father. Way back in a different time, called the 80's, Soder actually HAD hair. And when that hair completely occupied his entire head he looked like this....
And this......
Keep in mind we were children of the eighties
 So when Bub looks like this:
Now you know where he gets it from.

Monday, September 12, 2011

31 is fast approaching, but lets focus on 32

Since my birthday is a week away, I have complied a list of things I would like to accomplish before my birthday in 2012. I believe I am the only women in the world that hasn't cared about dish patterns, or decorating styles, or bedding decor. My home has always just been put together. The 'styling' in it has no cohesion (honestly I don't believe there is any cohesion). I have been ok with this before, until I started realizing that next year I will be 32. (I know cart before the horse since I haven't turned 31 yet, but some things on the list will take time and money to complete so I better plan it out, right? Right!) So I have compiled a short list of a few things I need to work on before I turn 32, I would like to OWN a set of matching dishes that have NO chips out of them. (Sadly, my cupboard is filled with a hodgepodge of dishes given to us from many situations. I think I need to bite the bullet and buy a matching set.) This should include silverware. I have never bought a set of silverware. Ever. Again always given to us, and never matching.
A set of matching sheets with a coordinating comforter should be on this list. To complete this part, it would require a set of MATCHING pillowcases. (Unfortunately, this might mean I will have to 'retire' the old dinosaur pillowcase and set aside all 10 of my mismatched blue pillowcases.)
And lastly on my list of things to do in the next 372 days, I would love to have some cute decorations for our entertainment center. I think the candle holders are a bit weak and I know I could do better.
So there it is all laid out to sit and eat away at me for the next year: my goals before I am 32. (I am not excited about turning 31 this year so I think it is best to just skip over it and move on to the next.) So here is to 2012, may my home be pulled together with some sort of cohesion! Cheers! 

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Guilty baggage of Summer

I have had guilt this summer. Lots of it. I have lost my blogging mojo and pretty much let it fall by the wayside. I have wanted to blog, but the inspiration and time haven't been there for me. (also after hearing that blogging is stupid from family members eventually it make you feel like it is a waste of time, even though I love it) I have had to go back to work part time (about 25 hours a week, which doesn't seem like much but apparently those 25 hours used to be used for my blog and all that it entailed (comments, blog stalking, etc.)) It has been hard to fit everything in, and so my poor little beloved blog has come to a screeching halt. (It has been demoted to remaining a quiet, fly under the radar blog that will never be a powerhouse like so many others.)(So I have guilt from a unloved blog.)

As for my job, (I have been working for this company since last year and just decided to pick up more hours.) I have enjoyed getting out of the house, but am sad that our situation has made it so. I am sure I am not alone when I say thing were getting really tight financially for us. It was getting to the point where we were pretty much barely making ends meet and there seemed to be a new bill every month that had to be paid. (In the last 6 months we have had our cars in the shop at least FIVE times usually costing us at least $100 every time with a couple of the times costing us over $400.)  It was pretty depressing and there was no easy solution anywhere on the horizon. I know there are people that are in worse situations than us, but MAN, I would really hate to be them because our situation was pretty gloomy. (So add Guilt from not being able to be financially comfortable . And the guilt of leaving Bub. Oh the guilt!)

Then of course, there was my mother and her health problems. I am happy to say that all her chemo treatments are completed. (And all her numbers are great so she is doing well) She is also in great spirits, but is still super tired which will just take a while to get over.  I wish I was in a better situation to fly down there (or drive) to spend time with her but, there hasn't be the funds or time to do either. She understands, but I still wish that things were different. (So add motherly GUILT squared!)

So to sum up, blog-guilt plus financial-guilt times parenting-guilt, with motherly-guilt squared equals Summer of Guilt!
Yeah, I am spent! I hope the Summer of Guilt is finally coming to an end. And hopefully that season will pass like the smoking hot temperatures that are roasting the Northwest. I am done with feeling in this gloomy rut. I am ready and recharged. And now (after this confessional blog post) felling pretty guilt-free.

Small Disclaimer: There is no real reason to worry about my mental well being (Mom I am looking at you!) Sometimes you just need to ramble on in a blog post. So no worrying about Moto! (Mom, I am still looking at you!) Everything is wonderful! :)

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Sous-Chef Extraordinaire

Helping me shred cheese, or more specifically tasting it.

As this summer has begun to wind down, I have realized that Bub is getting so big. He now enjoys spending time with me in the kitchen. It usually only involves pulling all my cookie cutters out of my cabinet, followed by all our tuperware, but occasionally he also enjoys assisting me with actual cooking. Like last week, he was a great sous-chef while I was making pizza. Sure, it takes about 3 times as long, but I love his 'contribution' to the cause. He was very excited when he realized that cooking was about tasting as well. (especially tasting the cheese)  And standing on a chair next to Mama. And watching all the process along with listening to the awesome noise of the kitchen aid.  I am glad he enjoys the kitchen and hope that he continues to assist because it is always more fun to cook with someone.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Oh they grow up so fast.

Around 3 months
Around 9 months

15 months old.