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I am a neti expert. A neti lover. So when I received a battery operated neti pot from BlogHer? I waited for the perfect sinus issue to test it out. That issue came last night, as did the test. Final answer? Give this to an amateur and they’re gonna drown. ************** (This entire video wasContinue reading “Casey vs. the Motorized Neti Pot”

I am mad at my breasts. Not a funny “HAHA!” mad, but legitimately angered by their existence. I used to enjoy them. They stayed up where they were supposed to, they balanced out my bottom half and they filled out dresses and t-shirts with ease. I was measured again and guess what? I’m still (STILL!)Continue reading “the one about me being mad at my breasts.”

Not that I’m one to encourage unnecessary retail therapy. But babies need clothes and retail therapy really does work in small doses. It works even better when stuff is on sale and you just happen to have an extra 30% off coupon. I took this baby shopping at the Old Navy baby sale and boughtContinue reading “vivi style, old navy sale.”

Last night I asked Facebook: Have you ever been typing along, absolutely sure you spelled a word wrong, but the little red dotted line doesn’t show up so you type something crazy to make sure spell check is working? There was a resounding yes. One more thing we have in common kids. ***** Here’s someContinue reading “smatterings!”

Addie is very right brained. I am very left brained. I doodle on everything. She colors in the lines. I draw zombie ponies holding blood stained knives. She draws exact replicas of horses to scale with lifelike color and texture. I picked my junk mail up today and noticed Meijer has very moody meat onContinue reading “moody doodle.”

I was there when she held her third baby for the first time. She was the first to find out about my second baby. I was one of the firsts to know about her fourth baby. I was the first (aside from the ultrasound tech) to know about the gender of her fourth. Her familyContinue reading “third, second, first, fourth, best.”

I used to get offended a lot. A lot. Remind me to tell you about the time I walked out of church because I was so offended. Nobody can know everything about everyone’s situation. I’m not offended by all the dumb blonde jokes because I know I’m not dumb… and I also know that I’mContinue reading “the one about being offended.”

I don’t rant very often. But I spent the afternoon with my family at the mall. Shoe shopping. We were woefully unsuccessful. And I left grumpy. But not because of the shoes. Because of the teenagers. Let me say this, neither Addie or Vivi will ever be allowed to leave the house in shorts orContinue reading “the one about my modesty soap box.”

Oh Addie. I am so proud of you it makes my throat itch. Hey, remind me again, who was that first grader who read a third grade level book out loud, to her class? Oh yeah, that was you. There is so much worry these days about young girls being sexualized before they have aContinue reading “past mistakes, present miracles, pretty dorks.”

I admitted to facebook last night that Vivi spread my hips like a pair of forceps. Thanks baby. Which means none of my pants fit, including the ones I wore when I was NINE MONTHS PREGNANT. Seriously, thanks baby, you’re lucky you’re cute. Needless to say I bought some pants today. That fit. Know whatContinue reading “lots of nifty stuff I tapped out other places.”