Cravings!

I don't have much to say except Pregnancy + Fall = Caramel Apples.. Even better are the green apple slices with caramel dip. I even pretend that they are slightly healthy because there is apple under all that sugary funness.

Last Hint of the Summer.. Fall is here.

Just wanted to share. I took my camera on a walk with us last week and decided to grab some last mementos of the Summer. Now that Fall is approaching things are slowly dying off. Don't get me wrong, I love the Fall. But I do miss the beautiful colors of Spring and Summer.

The Cat Never Learns!

One of Logan's favorite things to do is to beat on the poor cat. She for the most part takes it like a champ. Once in a while she will act as if she may retaliate but never does.. She never quiet realizes that if she ran away before he got to her she would avoid a whole lot of torture either. She is a good cat for taking it all :)

I might lose it! RANT

So, lately I have been getting super annoyed by comments. Particularly by my grandmothers. She wants to offer her opinion about everything. From what shoes Logan should be wearing, to what he should eat, to what I should be naming the next baby.. I have said few times that I would rather not talk about certain subjects with her and she ignores me.

She hated the name Logan and that was no secret! She still comments on it ALL THE TIME! Now she is being very bossy about the next name. She thinks it needs to be a catholic saints name. It would be fine and good if she would offer her ideas and that is it.. But no, instead it becomes this:

Gram: What about (insert Catholic names here)?
Me: No, I don't like that name.
Gram: Why? it is a nice name.
Me: I don't like it enough.
Gram:What about (insert Catholic names here)?
Me: Let's talk about something else.
Gram: You already have a name?
Me: No, but when I do I am not telling anyone.
Gram: So then you have a small list of names to pick from?
Me: No, we have not agreed on any yet.
Gram: Well then, you need my list.
Me: No I don't.
Gram: Well, if you don't have a list then you need my list. It has nice names on it starting with Jason.
Me: I don't need your list, but thank you.
Gram: We'll I think you do.
Me: This is why I don't want to talk about it.. We have to argue.
Gram: We don't have to argue, you just don't listen.
Me: You like Catholic names, and I like names that are a little different.
Gram: I don't want to see you burn in the fires for eternity.
Me: I am not going to hell because I name my child something other then a spiritual name.
Gram: Yes, you will.

I will stop there. You get the picture. But I have seen her 2 times in the last 2 weeks and 3 times she has told me I am going to hell. I want to say. Maybe I am going to hell , but it sure is not going to be because I named my baby Logan.

If I go blind this is why!

I just got soft scrub with bleach in my eye. It burned like a SOB. I have been rinsing for 15 min and I can see but it still stings when I rinse and it feels scratchy when I blink :( The stupid scrubby brush bristles flung it back in my face. I am not too sure if I should keep my contacts out for the day. As if I didn't hate cleaning the tub as it is!!!!!!!
That is a great addition to my day.

Girl's Brunch

So, last weekend I went to a brunch for the girls from high school.. Thanks Katey for hosting! We had a good time. We try to get together every few months but normally too many people bail out and it gets canceled. For those of us who made it this time (Katey, Lindsey --I always forget if it is sey or say, Jackie, Julie, Candie, and Me) we got to catch up and it was a good time.

Although some memories are best left in the past, others are a riot to pull back out and examine. That is exactly what we did. We pulled out the dirt on each of us, one at a time and had a good laugh or head shake (what ever was most appropriate for the story) .. Julie....sorry you had to leave earlier you missed some of the good gossip :(. Some had more dirty laundry then others (I might be one of those).
I wish I had some old pics on this computer to post a group of us..

What morons we all where so many times. It was almost sad to leave because we see each other so seldom but one recurring thought I was having was... OH... DEAR!! PLEASE LET MY KIDS NEVER BE LIKE ME GROWING UP!!!!!!!!!!!!

Good News and Bad News

Well, I suppose I will start with the bad news since that is what I received first.

O.A.K, the shop on Newbury Street that wanted to offer my booties, hit a set back. The owner of the shop site, canceled the lease. Apparently, it was not finalized and he decided to do something different with the location. She is completely bummed and is looking for a new location but now expects the opening to be delayed until spring.

On the happy side, earlier in the week I found this on-line shop called Wadee. It is an amazing little site with some fabulous gift buckets all filled with hand-made goodies. I LOVE LOVE LOVE them. I read the about Wadee page and the big news page. I came to find she and I had a ton in common. We share a name, home town, and profession. Both started on-line businesses selling hand-made baby and toddler items. I emailed Kristina the of Wadee asking her if she might be interested in offering a few of my booties on her site. I wasn't all that surprised when I hadn't heard form her for a few days and decided I may not hear from her at all.

Well, to my surprise she called me this morning. Long story short, I am meeting her next week and she is buying 10 pair of booties to start and putting them in her gift buckets :)
I am also thrilled to get to talk to her and hear her ideas and advice on this business.

So even though today was a bit disappointing it also had a positive spin. These buckets are fantastic. I am so thrilled to have my booties offered in them :)

Guilt

Since getting pregnant again and coming to the realization that I will soon have two little ones under toe I have had this really crazy urge to smoother Logan with love and attention. I want to give him all new and fun things and spoil him silly. I feel like he is my favorite and I will not feel the same for this next child. I am doing all in my power to ensure he will not feel slighted or that things are taken from him when the baby arrives. It is like a secret thought I am having that Logan deserves the best of the best and the next one.......well, he can have what is left over. I know that probably all moms feel this way and that once the baby comes I will be surprised how easy it is too love them both equally. But for now I have to continue feeling this awkward guilt and protectiveness to Logan.