Como?

I have no idea what just happened. I went to Bloggers new interface and the whole screen blew up and now I have to spend the next 20 minutes searching for how the shit to make this work.

I am up at the assholes crack of dawn to get the big kid off to school and then to work out. Im not even kidding. Because for whatever reason, early morning is the only guaranteed time that the little “high needs” one will sleep for any given period of time, thus allowing me an uninterrupted time to lose this baby weight (because breastfeeding doesnt, thats a myth, or only a reality for people whose bodies dont like to eat a lot to make up for it). So here we are.


Apparently Bloggers new interface uploads photos properly, which is good because I was starting to get really pissed off that I couldnt put the pictures on my blog. I know one day Facebook will go the way of Myspace (which went the way of Livejournal - although I do miss my Livejournal. That site was pretty awesome) and then I will abandon it and all my photos. So, best to keep my favorites at least in a central area.

Although I should probably take some of them off my MAC and into a web album before Steve Jobs rolls over in his grave.

Anyhow. I bring you the best of my week, in pictures. Because Ive been learning how to work our camera (Nikon D3100) AND I got the iPhone 4s. So my ass is taking pictures like the world is ending tomorrow. And it might, so at least Im prepared.

Daddy’s promotion ceremony

Big brother’s basketball game

Youd never believe that hes such a crabby kid :)

This shirt makes me smile

After work bonding

River Street in Savannah 

Before I went out on Saturday (no worries, I ran home three hours later)

Weekend XBOX time

Playdate!

My Elfster gift from my Bumpie. The board has been imperative to me the last few weeks as I havent been able to get out much. Im starting to get back on track but thank God for my Sweet Peas!

The text talk on the iPhone. It picks up at 75% of what you say, the other 25% is usually entertaining. 

I love instagram. If you dont have it, you need it. 

Kids are a lot of work ..

One kid at a time wasnt so bad. Now that we have 2 kids upmyassallthetime its very hard to do things like “blog”, “eat” and “think”. Its very sad and not only am I not funny anymore (at all) its hard to sometimes remember the last time I washed my hair.

I still find the time for playdates though (hello, of course) so now I have to pick up the house for the invasion of babies. Id like for John to be more social, but of course hes 2 months old. His main social interaction is that hes learned to shriek without crying so he spends a lot of time yelling at me and daddy. I hope to get it on video - if you stuck a tiny cigar in his mouth he would look like a crotchety old factory boss who is yelling at his employees.

I wonder where I can get a tiny cigar ....

Other than that, its same old same old around here. Fighting with Devon every day to do his homework, the dishes, get off the gamesystemgooutsideanddosomething.  Babies will make you tired, teenagers will make you crazy.

Tomorrow Im going to a big dinner with my girlfriends - some from here, and some from Lewis. Im so excited to not only have some good food and conversation but to have a break from babyhood. Im so thankful for Allen - every day he gets better at this dad thing. Yesterday John had woken up a lot through the night and he did it again at 430 when Allen was up. Allen came in, took John and told me hed change him for me. I ended up falling back asleep and Allen brought John in BACK ASLEEP. He apparently called his shop and told them hed be a little late, just this once, and put the baby back to sleep so I could get another hour.

I know, dads should do that kind of stuff. But its still pretty awesome to be married to someone who does. He was scared of John at first but the longer it goes on the better he gets with him. And that is a relief for a sleep deprived mom.

Blogger is a fucking assshole so I had to copy and paste this. But Im finally learning how to use my camera. Next up is creating a Facebook page and taking crappy pictures as my “career”. 

(Note: That will not happen)