Rambling

I haven't really been motivated to post lately. Maybe I've been busy. Maybe I've just not been in the mood.

I have wanted to write about some cute things Little Man has been doing. I love the way he says stuff. Stuff like:
Patorn (popcorn)
Pizza-Eddie (spaghetti)
Schloschlicle (popsicle)

I loved when he was nursing one day last week and put his hand on my heart, like he was grasping something precious to my chest for me, which he was. He held it there for a long time and it dulled the pains of life for a moment. This sweet, simple gesture.

I am happy that the weather has warmed up and we have been able to take walks and bring Little Man to the park. Don't get me wrong, at times I still would rather sit my ass on the couch for a few hours, but I've been mostly successful in battling the beast of laziness this week. The lawnchair has seen a lot of my ever growing ass, but hey, at least I'm outside.

Hubby and I have been more affectionate as of late too. Spring is definiately in the air. We've been doing a lot of romantic things this week. Like raking, dishes and tag-team poopy diaper changing. No lingere, candles and soft music for this couple! I guess it's better to love each other and still have spontaneous kisses and love fests in reality, but a movie set romance scene would be most welcome. And I would like to be movie star buff in in it too. I'm talking ultra-sexy. No extra padding or strech marks. Every hair would be in place that wasn't whisked away with hot wax and I would wear makeup. Perfectly applied makeup. Not just lipgloss for our family outing to the park, but full out makeup with blush and at least two shades of cleverly blended eye shadow.

It would be nice to have time to shower every day, let alone do my hair and makeup. Even if only me, myself and my family see it. I would also like to kick my ass in gear and loose my winter weight. The phrase, "My pants are tight!" have been uttered too much from my humle little lips the past month . . . or two . . . or three. And, of course, I need to get my ass in gear professionally. I have to take my AMTA membership test in December, at the latest. And I don't feel ready. I'm sure I can get ready quickly, but again, it's this whole motivation thing. And I need to finish the website I started 4 MONTHS AGO! Once I get into the groove, I'll be fine, but it's starting the groove that's the kicker. I just pout, kicking and screaming like a spoiled child who wants what she wants "Now! Damn it! Now!!!" without having to work for it. Gee, guess I am human after all. . .

Cookies are done. Timer is ringing. Lunch needs to be made. Time for this gal to be movin' on. Don't worry though, my friends, I will ramble again for you sometime (hopefully) soon.