how’s it going?
Good, here. I changed my site a bit again – did you notice? You like? I still have a little tweaking to do – like does anyone know how I get my blogroll alphabetized again? It’s a little thing, but it annoys me.
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Maggie came home yesterday! For those of you who said (or just thought) there’s no way in hell I’d let that damn dog back in my house around my kids – I literally told Mike to flip her over and look at her tattoo so we could be sure it was our Maggie. She is a completely (ok, like 90%) changed and different dog. Apparently the 4 weeks in boot camp did wonders for her. She’s only barked like 3 times since she’s been home, she sits and comes when called. She suddenly learned “leave it” and Mike took her all over the place, including downtown Ann Arbor today and she was fine! No growling, no barking, no biting, no worries.
The biggest thing with her right now is the puppy. Since Mags seems to have aged a bit (and gotten lean and huge looking) and isn’t so puppy-like since she’s been gone, the puppy seems …
so…
Playing again
Messing around with my theme again. no reason, just came across some new themes from a page i had bookmarked. liking this one, just need to fix up the fonts, the link boxes and maybe make it wider…
getting pedicure tomorrow morning, then the wonder that is mike and I are going to see a movie <GASP> I think the last movie we saw in the theater was Cars. Yes, we’re lame.
Playroom redux
Since I’m always in need of a project apparently, I took a look into the playroom the other day and saw this:
and this:
And I decided it was time to do SOMETHING about the disaster that we call the playroom. Especially since the boys spend more time out of it than in it playing.
So I spent some time on IKEA’s website and came up with a plan. And changed my mind once I got there.
30 hours later (ok, maybe less, but it felt like 130 with all of the cleaning, throwing away, building and reorganizing) it looks like this:
and this: and this:
and this:
It’s fresh and clean and organized. The boys each have their own desktop to color or drive cars or use playdoh or whatever at. There are pillows to relax on and since things have been moved around, it’s like they got a bunch of new stuff.
I’m very pleased with how it turned out. And it only took two trips to the big I to finish it!
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Preston loves having his picture taken, so we took some shots …
nice day for nine
holes of golf, that is.
Mike, J. and I went to a local course to see how horrible we were after months of inactivity on the links.
Pretty bad.
Ok, not that bad, but it definitely took us awhile to get warmed up. My best hole, shot wise? #8. LOL. On that hole I hit 3 straight shots fairly decent distances (of course I ruined it by 3-putting). Prior to that, I found three sand traps and lost one ball (I’m the one of our group that rarely loses a ball!).
My score, had I been playing 18 instead of 9, would have been fantastic. Luckily, I really just enjoy playing. I know I’ll never be Tiger Woods. Hell, his toddler can probably play better than me at this point! My big thing is missing the ball. Yes, I wind up and totally miss.the.ball. Something to do with not keeping my head down or something.
Hopefully we’ll get out a bunch more this summer and into the fall. I’ve decided (for the group) that we should make it an adventure and try a few different courses. Why not! We just need to find babysitters willing to stay long enough for us to …
One more example
Today I took more printed exam forms to my office. Apparently, I grabbed the wrong original document – I grabbed the OLD exam form original instead of the newest version (which leads me to wonder why I kept the old version) and had 1500 copies made of the wrong form.
Totally my fault. Totally my error.
It’s one more example of how I have spread myself too thin; how I’m not doing a very good job at this mama-business owner thing.
I need more help. No, that’s not true. (Well, actually, help around the house would be very, well, helpful..)
I need more dedicated time to devote to the office. I need to be able to enjoy my time with my boys without always having the thoughts of what has to been done at work hanging over my head, in the back of my thoughts, keeping me awake in the wee hours, keeping me from enjoying them.
It’s really no wonder I can’t keep my thoughts straight, my paperwork organized, my life in order. I’m going 900 different directions, with house cleaning, laundry, parenting, errands, etc. I have no time or desire for any of my hobbies once I have 2 seconds to think about …
