Update

I've decided to keep up http://fromthegrayfortress.wordpress.com, for now anyway. I feel a little sad leaving this baby behind though. But until I change my mind feel free to read my rants and ramblings at the new blog!

Action in the bedroom

I'm not sure if it's too "Dawson Leary" but I had a brainstorm about Braiden's room - a movie theme. Bed Bath and Beyond even has a clapboard wall hanging that's a chalkboard he could write on. After a little searching I found a whole website full of movie stuff for cheap, most of the decor would be half the price.

I let him pick out colors for it last August, it's probably only fair I actually do something new for his room...the beach towel (hey it's almost completely white) hanging up for a curtain in interim is pretty sad.

He's so video crazy, thank goodness my camera's video capabilities seem to keep him content until he's old enough for a video camera he wants so much. Luckily I've been able to avoid giving him a specific age that he's old enough for his own, but maybe his suggestion of 12 (as if he knows how many years that is from now) might be close.

I could feel the chunks start to rise up in my throat. I had to get out. - Cher Horowitz

I had to get out and enjoy the sunshine. It's absolutely fantastic out again today. Maybe there is something to be said for the changing of the seasons that I loathe so much at times in Indiana. Spring really does bring such a burst of life.

We went to the playground again today but the one at Parkview North that's usually pretty quiet. It's probably better to go to a city park so I don't have to see the happy mommies and daddies and their three kids in matching hoodies and Crocs. Bleh. It's like cute and happiness overload. I'm so not a playground mom but I do my best Though there were plenty of swings free & I really needed that today.

Vance's truth is out there.

I've committed to watching X-Files for roughly the next 5 months to get through the seasons. Uncle Vance wouldn't take no for an answer and insisted I take season 1 to trade in the next time I clean.

I have absolutely no interest but I know he will quiz me so I need to at least watch some again. He's very excited about the movie coming up this summer and maybe needs a convert to go see it. I can say that definitely won't happen but I'll give on the DVDs. Duchovny is pretty hot.

Thanks Grandma.

I had to be the mean mom, well I didn't intend to be. My grandma took Brady to her sister's house for a visit with her new litter of kittens. Jokingly asking how many he wanted to take home. He of course said all and was convinced he'd be able to get one. I'd already tried (for the millionth time) to explain that we had a good mix already, it's enough. There's no reasoning with him.

I called to see how his day was and he was so upset when he got to the kittens. Crying and sniffling. He was willing to trade Mouse for a kitten, he'd even find her a new home. No. But there was no compromise to be had.

You're supposed to lie to them - 'all the kittens have a home to go to already!' - how hard is that?
Instead I'll be dealing with pouting and crying for a while, thanks.

So my mind's officially blown;

I'd read snippits about the pregnant man. But somehow it didn't really sink in until I watched the Oprah interview (yes, I had to) with him and his wife. I mean I get the mechanics but somehow it just seems crazy and impossible. Yet not.

The idea of a man having to give birth is rather interesting, but what teasing that little girl will take on someday.

Oh Fine.

I like it. The awful purpley bathroom. I didn't wait for it to grow on me and after another coat it's starting to look pretty. Still different than I imagined but I do like it.

It's so damn cheerful, yet soothing on the eye

*crawls into black bed for solace*

Dum dum dudum.

My first reaction wasn't very nice, placing my bets of their demise. But on further thought I am glad that my friend seems to have worked out a compromise and is indeed headed down the alter in just a few short weeks. The Mrs.-to-be is going to be getting some help, a good thing, but the severity of the issues still concerns me. But what are you going to do, wish them well I guess. And be incredibly jealous of the two weeks off work!