We dropped Netflix last year. I’d like to say it was because of the whole Quikster nonsense and the price gauging, but really it was that we finally realized we weren’t using it. Perhaps having a movie on the DVD player for eight months was a good indicator, lol.
We haven’t missed it – we have cable, HBO and a baby – but recently we’ve started renting from Redbox. Between the hiatus and the debates, a lot of our regular shows are on repeat and since we work until midnight most nights, we need the entertainment. It’s a good deal – new movies for a $1 – and we have three boxes within eight minutes of the house.
We watched 50/50 tonight – which made me cry like a baby (kids – yes a 20ish guy is a kid – getting cancer = sobs) – and it was excellent.
I love audiobooks written/read by comedians. A regular book via audiobook is nowhere near as fun as listening to a comedian – Tina Fey, Stephen Colbert, Sarah Vowell and my newest favorite, Mindy Kaling.
“Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me?” is awesomely funny.
About a year ago now I purchased the Green Bean, aka a YogiBo. It’s basically the biggest and best bean bag chair you’ve ever sat in. It easily holds three, is great for baby trust falls and is the perfect place to sit while playing on the floor. Or watching YouTube videos on Mommy’s phone.
It’s been a party the last couple of days. Short naps, tears and not our usual happy-go-lucky baby. Fortunately the Peanut has three molars and two front bottom teeth that have broken through… but there is one extremely swollen gum housing his last molar.
Today was a better morning.
But by the middle of the day, the pain had returned.
Amazingly I think being out in the cold helped… plus he got to watch cars close up, his most favorite thing to do.
We finally got some winter snow, about five inches that the Peanut could really care less about. He loves going outside (mainly so he can get closer to watching cars), but he did not enjoy a) his new snow boots, b) his snow suit coat and c) our suggestions that he “walk” in the snow. He went down on his butt a couple of times, but it was when he fell hands first and got snow inside his coat that he decided it was bullshit.
Cracked had an interesting article about growing up poor. Reading it reminded me once again how lucky I was to have the parents I do. Even when they drive me insane. :)
The minute we leave this guy alone with a computer, the tap, tap, tapping starts. That’s normally when we remember we left a laptop open and run frantically to wherever we left it.
This time it was the Chop’s computer… and the Peanut left a few Ritz cracker crumbs in his wake.
I’ve been reading blogs for almost seven years now. Some come and some go, which seems to be the nature of the beast. It’s hard to keep blogging year after year, especially as your life changes, you add family, kids, etc. New ones come along and they’re interesting and your RSS reader fills up, and suddenly you’re having to categorize them by genre and schedule time to sift through and read. If you miss a day, the output can become overwhelming and then you only focus on your favorites.
2011 seemed a rough year for bloggers I love, bloggers who are well known and beloved (and hated) by thousands and thousands of people. A divorce. A sale. A stalker. Another divorce. And now a trial separation, which is oddly the worst of the bunch.
On one hand, it makes no sense that this would affect me as much as it does. I don’t know any of these people in person. We will, I’m sure, never meet. But I know their families, I read about their lives. I share their ups and their downs. I know the names and ages and birth weights and favorite foods of their children. I mourn when they lose family members and rejoice when a new child enters the house. I feel a kinship for them and theirs.
It’s the price you pay, I think, for reading the thoughts of others. You become invested, so much so that when the family unit separates, it’s as if your family unit has separated.
And so Heather and Jon, know that we share in your sadness and wish you the very best, together or separate.
For over two years I’ve only had decaf coffee in the house. First I was pregnant, then I was nursing and then the smallest bit of caffeine made me insane. I’d still drink a small pot of coffee every morning or so, but it was always decaffeinated.
Over the weekend I finally broke down and bought regular coffee… and wow, I have really missed it. Even though the Chop and I regularly visit Starbucks, there’s nothing like having caffeine at the crack of dawn when the Peanut wants to play. I almost feel bad remembering how many mornings I’d “play” with him before the Chop woke up, trying desperately to keep my eyes open and my brain working.
We have a pretty good schedule worked out – we trade off waking up with him every morning. Some days that means 5AM, some days it’s 730AM – the only constant is that after two hours, we switch. The Chop usually heads straight back to bed when his shift is over, but about 50% of the time I stay awake and start work. The Peanut normally goes down for his nap 3-4 hours after he woke up, so I can usually knock out a four hour stretch. Then when he wakes up, the Chop takes over and I go between working and play for the rest of the day.
