Stocking dilemma

I am ordering monogrammed stockings and I'm stuck between Mom or Tisha for my stocking print.



Mom or Tisha?

C'mon big post, big post....

I know, I know I'm past due for a post. Work has been kickin my butt lately, so much so that I barely have time to read other blogs, let alone post something new. Anyway so the boy is down for a nap and it's saturday. So I also need to clean the house, put up the Christmas stuff, go to Penney's cuz they have a huge sale, bake muffins, and start packing for Atlanta; but instead I am going to post.

It's finally started feeling like winter here. It even snowed and iced up the roads this week. Love the snow...HATE the ice. I turn into grandma driver when its snowy. I see snow and instantly i'm driving 30. I see the barest hint of a sheen on the road I immediately think black ice. So, if in the summer the road is wet and you see a yellow mitsubishi crawling on the freeway, it's me. Watch Out for the black ice. Ya never know when it's gonna strike. It's sneaky.



As I thought he would, Jonah loves the snow. He really liked to eat the snow. I told him not to eat the yellow snow. I think that night he said snow. He loves to eat ice cubes. He even says Ice cube. He also says sweep. He LOVES to sweep. I hope he's a good snow shoveler this winter.


Last night was my Dad's 54th birthday party. He's actually 60, but i refuse to think my parents are getting old so I stopped counting at 54.


The boys all wanted to sit on Uncle Josh's lap to watch Papa open his "presents". Um, what a handsome face mason...


They are the same height, but Jonah must eat rocks because he weighs like twice as much. Love that pic of Mason.


Self-portrait


Jonah got his first haircut last night. Thank you Aunt Tasha for saving us $15 and trimming Jonah's "party in the back".


He did pretty good up until the very end. Glad we didnt have to pull out the trimmer! I think that would have traumatized him.


I thought I'd close with pictures of my office. Sadly, it doesnt have windows so I had to make my own. I have a view of lake Michigan and one of the Mackinaw bridge thanks to 24x36 pictures of Jonah and daddy. I'd rather have those than windows any day!


My Desk. I keep the hello kitty stuff confined to my office (except for my hello kitty toaster oven).


OK, so dilemma... real tree or fake tree... I would really like a tall 9 ft. slender tree, but finding one of those real is like well, rare, to say the least.

So this is the plan... Fake tree in the living room, put up this weekend. Real tree in the family room put up after Thanksgiving. This will be the test year. If it doesn't work out this year then I will buy my 9 ft tree after christmas on clearance! I may do that anyway just so I have it as a back up...I like options.

huh? Finally...

I know its been too long since my last post. It's been busy and I've been tired and well I can't think of any more excuses. Here are pics, its late (for me) and I can't think anymore. I just finished sewing a water resistant blanket which turned out maybe just OK. I also fashioned a cover of sorts for the portable DVD player so that Jonah can't push the buttons. Eyes. Are. Tired. Brain. Is. Tired. Body... you get the idea. I will update this post with maybe more thoughts when my brain is functioning at more than 5% of its capacity.

Tea and Co. in Holly. I love it there. It screams shabby chic. I think Anne (of the green gables) would approve.

This is a pic of the ceiling. Every detail was carefully planned out. My pictures don't do the coziness of the place justice.


Just a sweet boy on a stoop, looking for a friend...


yup, they will ALWAYS be in bloom


our new household friend, Sheldon. He's a miracle worker. He really deserves his own post and maybe a poem in his honor. Ode, to Sheldy, a faithful roomba...


Evidence of miraculous work - vacuum lines.


even in the bitter cold we go outside...yup we are from the north.


"fun" at a our neighbors flag football game. it was freezing!


go #4!

10 months.

So here they are...the 10 month pages. I am finally through 10 months!



















I love this little boy.

i'm not telling...

So yeah, i'm supposed to vote tomorrow. It's a landmark election - we will either have the first black president or the first female vice president. Either way it's history in the making. Then why do I not feel excited to vote? Why? Because unlike 99% of America I am an undecided voter. Even as I write I do not know who to vote for. I look at the issues and I am about 65/35 democratic. One would think that "baracking" the vote would be a no brainer. However, I'm pretty sure that most of my family and friends up where I live are voting McCain. Voting like your family to some may not be a big deal, but it is to me. So... I have decided that I am not telling ANYONE who I voted for, not family or friends or co-workers. This way I won't "let down" people at work or at home cuz each one can think that I voted for whoever they wanted.



So don't ask me who I voted for. Just think I voted for whoever you did and love me anyway.

Now back to trying to make up my mind while suffering from an allergy attack...Barack or McCain?