Naturally Optimistic

* None of our neighbors ever open their shades. Ever. Isn't this weird? This is a mandatory first thing I do when I get up. Hmmm. What's going on in there?!? * I broke a bottle of Riesling this morning. It just rolled off our butcher block shelf (our makeshift wine rack). It was the bottle I bought to have with Julie (hi Julie!) when we celebrate her birthday...uh last July. I think that the gods are telling me I'm bad because it's been so long. Do you know how much Riesling smells when it's all over your floor? * I have to redesign our website. I'm...well, the only word I can think of is overwhelmed. * We still haven't started painting the spare room yet. We finally started PRIMING yesterday but my god. We are the slowest home-improvers ever. We have to be done by Monday though - new carpet! * Sometimes I think when we get what we want we realize that that wasn't really what we wanted anyway. And that sucks. * Dahlia will burp up blueberry waffles...al...

Last night the sleeping didn't go much better...a little but I gave into the bottle MUCH quicker now that I know it's the only thing that'll get her back to sleep. So, up for a half hour or so then, then she was crying again a couple hours later but she settled herself down pretty quickly. This morning Steve got up with her around...7 ? (I don't know...) and fed her then took her downstairs and I slept for another 45 minutes or so. That is HEAVEN. He doesn't realize this but those minutes are like precious GIFTS from heaven and score huge points. We went for a family hike this morning - although it was chilly Ms. Bundled Up did great and slept through most of the hike. It was cold and windy but on the trail in Chester we were nicely isolated from most of that and it wasn't too bad. This afternoon Dahlia played, I puttered around the house and Steve puttered around outside the house. We're still prepping the room for painting (so much patching, filling, sandi...

I spent some time last night thinking about this....how do I see myself? How do others see me? And in the same vein how do I look at others and am I seeing what they are portraying, or what my preconceived notion is or a combination? Are they showing their real selves? Am I? I think what prompted this thought party was when a friend of mine told me that she always thought of me has her hip & trendy (or something to that effect) friend and now I'm about to become a mother. I jokingly replied well all that's out the window then. It got me thinking though - never in a million years would I consider myself "hip & trendy" but at the same time I don't think my innate personality or style will change once the Chick Pea makes his/her arrival. I think I am a dorky, silly, caring, thoughtful, loyal, creative person. Often feeling on the outside looking in, but trying to just do my own thing and being okay with that. My friend who sparked these thoughts in my head is...

I was comparing my mentee to Jackson Pollock on my other blog and found this site which is SO VERY FUN. And yes, I'm a dork.

* When you drive into snow at night, it sort of looks like you're driving at warp speed. *I don't really like driving in snow all that much...but since I live in Minnesota I have to be pretty used to it by now. *I'm stumped on "what I want to be when I grow up" and you'd think I should be figuring that out now that I'm 'in my 30's' (egads) *A lot of people by crafts. A LOT. And most of them were at the big Autumn Festival Craft Sale at Canterbury Downs in Shakopee today. Including me. *I didn't buy a lot of crafts. I bought one little Christmas thing for $2.99 and a couple of gifts. *I don't like it when waitresses say "have a good evening" at 3pm. I know it's getting dark already but COME ON. That is all.