Capt. Huggy Face

I just got done watching Word Girl with Maryn and Brynna. I just love her sidekick Capt. Huggy Face! That monkey cracks me up! You know you're officially a parent when you prefer kids shows to the dumb, old, grown-up ones!

Weird, I know...

When I was about ten years old, and my peers were obsessed with New Kids On The Block and the like, I was in love with this. Now as an adult, listening to the lyrics and watching the video I think "Hmmm, murder, corrupted law enforcement, what a strange song for a ten year old to be obsessed with." But nevertheless, I was. I had long ago put Richard and his awesome hair on a backshelf in my memory. Then it randomly popped into my head as I was getting out of the shower this morning. What a strange little walk down memory lane.

Impossible

Brynna is a self-decided girly-girl. This morning when I got her dressed, she was mad at me because her outfit wasn't 'pretty' enough. If a pink, bedazzled, Hello Kitty shirt isn't pretty enough for her, then heck I don't know what is!

After putting about the girliest blue dress in the house on her, she still wasn't happy! Three year olds, there's just no livin' with them!

Cutest Baby Ever!

This one knows how to work my heartstrings!

Man that smile gets me every time!

Lauryn - 2 Months old

Shout Out...

Important people like authors and actors always get to give shout outs. It may be in a dedication on the inside cover of their most recent work of literary greatness. Maybe it's on a stage, glammed up and in a hurry to beat the 'get your butt off the stage we're cutting to commercial' music. Either way, they get to give their shout outs, and their peeps get to feel the love. I was feeling the love this morning, big time. A tiny piece of beloved technology totally changed my morning work-out and for that, I was grateful and happy and wanting to give credit where credit was due. So if you will for a moment imagine me jumping off the elliptical this morning, grabbing a mic and giving my shout out. It would have gone a little something like this...

To Forrest, my little, pink shuffle, I can't tell you how glad I am that we've reconnected. You being right there by my side this morning made all the difference in the world. In fact it made me wonder how I ever worked out and found meaning in it before you came into my life. Thank you to all the wonderful people you've brought with you along the way... Snow Patrol, what a great way to welcome the flow of blood into my atrophied legs and get them warmed up. The steady, building beat gives me that feeling of energy and anticipation. You definitely get my eyes open.

To Death Cab and the Fray, you kept it going for me. You let oxygen fill my lungs and made me want to sing along. In fact I wondered if those around me would fall off their bikes, treadmills and ellipticals if I burst into loud, spontaneous song. I didn't, but I wanted too.

Ahhh, K.T., Paolo, Jimmy and the rest of the world you've eaten, you crazy OK Go guys, you're awesome. But I really start feeling it, really want to push it out and sweat when my boy Citizen Cope comes on. Man you and you're brother named Lee have a VIP spot in my shuffle at all times. Totally wouldn't be the same without you. With that said, the same goes for the Killers. You've already been introduced to my extreme fondness of them. These guys are where all the sweat happens.

On a calmer note, Frou Frou... no better way to bring my heart back into my chest and cool it down. Imogen, your voice is like rippleless water. Smooth, airy, yet grounded and totally clears my mind. To Mister Kearney, you were an acquired taste for me. But it's amazing how much I love you now. I feel what you sing and it makes me want to turn my face to the sun.

All of you made me reluctant to leave this morning. I wanted to linger, to do more. But I had this other life calling me back. The one where my brain can hardly process a thought. But I want you to know, it was the best 45 minutes I've ever had on a elliptical and I know I owe it all to you. See you again tomorrow.

P.S. Man I was really sad playlist didn't have Citizen Cope's 'Brother Lee' or Mat Kearney's acoustic 'Girl America'. They're total jams.

And The Hits Just Keep On Comin'!

So in addition to my lovely kidney stone episode this week, I've also developed a really heinous sore throat. I haven't been able to swallow and eating and drinking have been really difficult. Not great for a nursing mom. I've been so thirsty, but it's been just too painful to drink! I thought it was probably strep throat. With both Maryn and Brynna in school now, I'm sure they are coming home with germs any petri dish would be proud to host. But when I went to the doctor today I discovered that I in fact dodged the strep throat bullet. However I discovered that instead I have giant, open, ulcers in the back of my throat! Ugh! What gives?! The doctor asked if I had scalded my mouth on something really hot. Confused as to why he would ask, I told him nope, nothing hot. He said the back of my throat looked traumatized like if I had fallen down and bloodied my knees. He said "Yeah, the ulcers are actually really big. Can you feel them?" Uh yeah! It's felt like I have a golf ball in my throat! So I guess that's why I haven't been able to swallow! I'm on a nasty antibiotic rinse until it can heal. Hopefully I can get past all this and JUST GET HEALTHY AGAIN!!!

Please, Just Shoot Me...

I think I had my very first experience with a kidney stone last night folks. It was just like back labor, without the anesthesiologist to come save you. Lucky me.