Kisses!

I ignore you for months, with just sporadic posting. My poor unloved little blog. Time to come out from underneath the rock again. Funny, I get cranky with people that don't post on the blogs I love to read, and here I am, doing the same shit. Except that i don't have the "i have a super busy life.." to fall back onto. I am just lazy. But, I promise dear little blog, I will try to do better.

And look - 2 posts in one day! Back to back even! Now (dun dun dunnnnn) can I keep it up??

Stay tuned.

(Because I'm sure you really want to know all about the diet and insane outfits that I put together. I know. You can't help yourselves. Nothing like the train-wreck of a squidgy almost 35 year old trying to look like she has a clue.)

Already!

My daughter is already so much cooler than I am. I thought that I would have a little bit longer...

All About the Fluff

To continue with my almost never posting, a nice little fluff piece dedicated to my closet. Because I am slowly loosing all the baby weight (a little too slowly... but I'm not giving up the booze) I have been needing to go through all my stuff, and see what is still a little tight and what has gotten to large. I have found that this is one of my favorite things to do once the kid is down for the night. Take a drink, go into my closet and just organize it to within an inch of it's life.

One thing I have been doing for ages is to make lists of items that I want, or really like. An example looks like this:
Jeans
Red/orange pants
some white tops
I may love making the lists more than actually shopping (that would have NOTHING AT ALL to do with still having weight to loose). I also have become adept at seeing things in a store, and then about 2 or 3 months later being all: "duuude! why didn't i get that (insert cute item here) when i saw iiiittttt???" or seeing something on a someone whose style I like, and then starting the obessive search for said item (that is usually 5 years old). I am truly fun to live with.


Pretty soon my sights will shift from being all about ME! ME! ME! to beating the rest of the house deocrating into submission. The house, I may have mentioned before - I don't remember - is quite large so just in cases: the house is about twice the size of houses we used to have. And has a "modern" open floor plan. Which really just means that there is lots of wall space that makes up 2 or 3 rooms and makes painting a pain in the ass. The house is painted a sickly shade of builder beige, and while we don't like it, so far there hasn't been the "oh god! must paint over this NNNOOOWWW!"

Dude - I started this damn entry almost a month ago! I rule.

Anyway, it is time to start getting the house ready for the impending first birthday party. God help us all!!

FOUND!

It took almost 2 years, but I have found it; the "perfect" white bag is MINE ALL MINE!!! (insert evil laughter here)
Here is a pictured of the bag:

It very nicely works as a tote and also has a strap for slinging it over my shoulder when getting Freya into or out of the car because I can't seem to be able to streamline the whole getting going in the morning thing.
Many thanks for the super gorgeous suggestions - lots of drooling was involved looking at them. I found this bag at New York & Company via the website like.com. And if the truth were told what makes it perfect is that I could go and get it on my lunch break and that it came in at under $40.

Ode To a Target Wine Cube

Also known as sometimes the stress of finishing an entire bottle before it gets that nasty vinegar edge to it is too much when one goes to bed at 9 p.m.

Wine from a box is hardly something that I would consider as a fantastic thing. That was before I discovered the Wine Cube at Target. Take a nice wine (award winning even) and put 2 bottles worth into a cute little square that fits nicely on the kitchen counter.

I guess when the most stressful thing going on is whether or not I can finish a bottle of wine, things must be going pretty well!

In other news, Freya had her tear ducts opened last week. It was a huge success! She doesn't look like she's always crying. Now I just gotta get the chapped cheeks under control. Oh, and you know you are a new mother when you kick a nasty diaper rash to the curb and want to brag about it to everyone you work with.

"Hey Sivy! What did you do this weekend?"

"OH! Just kicked some diaper rashes ass!!"

Yeah, I'm totally the party girl! Here it is, only Tuesday and I am planning my weekend: I WILL go to Ikea if it kills me (need a comforter cover, toddler tubby and Swedish meatballs) and I need to hit the super-mega Target and get me some wine cubes. At $10 a piece -LOVE-!!!

The Elusive

I have started on a quest - to find the perfect white bag. My prize has become probably the most elusive thing I have ever decided to search for. I don't want anything very expensive, because however much I am longing for the PWB, I am also fickle. And will suddenly decide that the PWB is dead to me, and I must carry this lovely orange bag I just found at Target instead. I guess that I would help if I had some inkling of what I wanted style wise - tote or hobo or some cross-body thing. Currently I am leaning toward hobo, and thinking leather or a nice pleather. Because as much as I don't want to spend big bucks, I also don't want the damn thing to fall apart on me. Or get all scuzzy looking and have no cleaning options.

Sigh.

I did get my pedicure, and my toes look wonderful! My hair however is still a tragic mess because I can't decide what I want to do with it. One day I want to shave my head and the next I want it all piled up in a messy knot. Actually - it spends most of it's time up in a messy knot. I really should just get over myself and get it cut already. Sheesh. I'm acting like it won't grow back or something.

Anything else??? Not really - I'm getting ready to do yet another purge of the closet. I have managed to go down a size or two since last spring (when I was the size of an ocean liner). I really enjoy cleaning out the closet and making it a nice and tidy. Makes room for pretty new clothing. I'm thinking that this spring I am going to focus on dresses and skirts. And see if I can finally find an apple green cardigan (ooh - perfect with the white pants).

I seem to be doing a lot of searching for elusive items... I also want a pretty sundress (instead of you know an ugly dress, lord) for Freya's birthday. Her cute dress will be much easier to find, the stores are full of cute as hell brown and pink polka-dot's!

Off to search the interweb's for a white bag, because I haven't already worn a hole in the search engine's yet...

Bound to Happen

I have come to the conclusion that I need a really good hair cut. I have been sporting a long and for the most part shapeless mop for the better part of 5 years. There have been several short (but bad) cuts in there, but ever since I decided that I needed to grow my hair out for my wedding (in 2004) I have pretty much worn my hair pulled up in a knot on my head. And now that I have gone back to dying my hair, I should really get a good cut because it's really starting to look like Moose has been chewing on my hair. But therein lies a problem. My stylist is in Richmond, and I haven't really found someone down here yet, for under$100. I should really start looking for a salon... close to the house and not full of it's own importance.

As for the cut, that is also a problem... I like my long mop, but for the last several months I have really wanted a short bob type thing. Some examples of what I am thinking about:

Option 1

OR

Option 2

I think it really depends on how I decide on side swept bangs. Always something that I get all wound up about, always forgetting how much I HATE them after about a week. So I guess it's safe to say option 1 is looking like the front runner. Until I get in the chair and suddenly want something NEW and DIFFERENT and SHINY and by god I have a hair dryer and fancy Aveda products and I'm not afraid to use them!!

And really, isn't it about time that I start to take as much care of myself as I do everyone else? I got a gift certificate for a pedicure for Christmas and may just get a haircut at the same time. And I might even get my eyebrows waxed. And who knows I just might dye my hair burgundy for the hell of it!