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Today…

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{My pretty fantabulous friend Jenni sets up posts like this every now and again. I’m feeling anything but original these days so I thought I’d crash her bullet point party and go that route…}

…I had tea and toast for breakfast. While this is true of most mornings, it’s been quite a struggle recently because they do not sell our beloved bread here and so we are trying (and failing) sandwiches and toast other ways.

…I had an amazingly ideal list of things to do. They were necessary and wonderful things that included things like finally getting to the end of unpacking our office; baking a batch of delicious muffins and sitting down to write a few handwritten notes. These things did not happen.

…I fought with my fourteen year old over being tired of nagging her to do things she knows to do. It’s true, world, I suck.

…I ignored the photos, from the weekend, that need to be blogged and categorized.

…I did light organizing.

…I touched base with my son, which is always awesome. Gen received her AWESOME birthday gifts from him. She’s been watching the mail, like a hawk, every day for weeks. International shipping is sometimes not our friend. At any rate, that boy is an AMAZING gift giver and she is one happy girl, for sure.

…We ate sweet potato chips and ice cream for dinner.

…When I could not watch CNN anymore, and my heart ached deafeningly over the Boston tragedy, I lost myself to pinterest and then watched rom-coms with Gen.

…I hugged her tight at bed time. She’s a precious, precious girl.

…hours passed by so slow and fast, all at the same time. The air pressure is doing a circus number on my head, for sure. Today someone was over for a bit and we discussed the overhead/sunshine differences between here and places like Idaho, Texas and California. You take the good, you take the bad and suddenly- well, you just have to look at the bright side. That’s what we have to do. That’s what I have to do. Life isn’t bad. Sometimes there are crazy, dark or overwhelming things- but our perspective is everything.

…I LOVE the Osbournes. Ozzy, Sharon, Jack, Kelly… I love them. Today when Ozzy announced that he’d “fallen off the wagon” and had been drinking and using again- but was 44 days sober and trying- I beamed for this celebrity man I admire. This moment right here is when the few ultra conservative friends I had, will decide I am not worth it and close the door on me. Ha ha. I am ok with that. I admire a man who is honest, and loves others with an honest and grateful passion. I learned a lot about parenting from them. Today I am reminded that I can learn a lot about life too. I may not have a drug or drinking problem, but it is always true that no matter how many times we fall on our faces- it’s getting up and being brave enough to try again that matters.

…was all in all, not an awful day personally. The Boston tragedy aside, of course. Some days are worse, others are better. I am better for today, or at least I hope so. That’s my introspective 10:17 p.m perspective anyway…

 

Signed: in need of a cosmo and some banter over brunch…

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I have all of these amazing things I want to put here…

Like smart moving/redecorating tips we live by.

Or how I used to get to see my kids all of the time, and now the fact that I had all three of them with me (but not at the same time) within the span of 3 weeks, is the best thing to happen to me in a LONG, LONG time.

Or to share photos of our new place, and how fun it’s been to decorate and find new purposes for stuff I’ve had forever.

Instead though, I thought I’d fill you in on the goings-on as we grapple and grapple for some semblance of a routine- while none comes. Just last night, Chw and I were talking about how an evening in Idaho and an evening here are the same in length- yet it goes ridiculously fast here. He gets home from work about 15 minutes later than he did in Idaho- but in what feels like the actual bling of an eye, it’s 9 and we begin shutting down. We went without tv for a month before we left and are LUCKY enough to have Xfinity here, so in theory we’re “catching up” on stuff, while DVRing the new episodes. But that’s just the theory because, aside from watching the entire 3rd season the Walking Dead with A was home last weekend, we haven’t really watched anything. There’s no time, because the evenings are about 12 minutes long…

When I say We haven’t really watched anything, I of course mean WE. I have.

I am sick, you see. And can’t really sleep. And again, I am lucky because I have Xfinity. So, I sit up in bed, with my ipad, and I watch Xfinity. Right now I am watching S & TC from start to finish. I’ve seen a lot of it, but all in syndication. I am finding that watching it, in order, is changing very strong opinions that I had developed about characters. Too bed I’m only like 12 years too late on the S & TC bandwagon. And… It doesn’t really help a girl, when she is really just starting to miss her friends. *sigh*

Since I last posted, G has turned 14, (God help us.) I have turned 37, Chw and I had our 19th anniversary (date to follow, this weekend) and we’ve managed to avoid any major crisis. Yay us! We’ve done unpacking and settling, survived a major shock to our system (who knew car insurance could be so expensive?!?!?), and are hopefully one step closer to some kind of a solid routine. The sun is shining, so that’s pretty helpful.

This place is starting to sound more like one of those weekly family update blogs than anything remotely authentic and personal! I hang my head in blogging shame and close this post now. In the style of Carrie Bradshaw:

I was beginning to wonder, would things ever get back to normal? 

Dear Academy,

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I know that you have really been working hard to try and save face after leaving Ben Affleck out of the director nominations… I bet the results weren’t super comforting.

And wow! I adore Jennifer Lawrence and think she is super talented and all. Loved her sweet little movie, but…

Really?

This is where I have to ask the Academy: Did you see Amour? Because SHE was the best actress.

Pretty much agreed with everything else…

Except the host.

And the jaws theme song…

And the “tires” that looked like spoon spokes.

I’ll stop now.

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Dirty Little Secrets…

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Last night, for dinner, I made Hungarian goulash because I’d had a really rough/bad day and needed something easy. I also knew that Chw had a fiercely bad day at work (the increasing normal, sadly) and knew he’d need something heartier than a Morning Star Farms burger and salad.

It all sounds wonderful, except that I added peas, as I believe one should when it’s goulash. Chw hates peas. Poor guy. But, he couldn’t taste them so it was a victory for all.

Downton_Abbeyanyway, we also ate dinner in front of the tv watching Sunday’s episode of Downton Abbey. Don’t judge. Yes, my husband suffered through the 12 peas in his goulash to unwind with the Crowleys. There is nothing wrong with that, he’s not too ashamed.

Dinner in front of the tv however, is another story. I just can’t stand it. I feel tremendous guilt as a wife and mother when the incredibly rare event happens. In fact, usually it’s take out or pizza for family movie night, and even then- it’s only 2-3 times a year.

But really, why? Why am I so ridiculous about it? sometimes it’s fun. Sometimes, (like last night) it’s just emotionally necessary to veg  through an evening.

My guess is childhood stigmas, on both our parts. Really, 1980’s, was the tv so exciting that we couldn’t escape to break a meal? Actually my family has a balance of both table/family dinners and tv dining. My husband’s family though… TV all the time. You’re home=TV on and you in front of it. It’s nauseating. TV’s will likely be the epidemic that lead to us turning into Zombies.

Great, there she goes. Mentioning Zombies two days in a row. What is wrong with this blog?

walking-deadSince we’re on the subject though, i may as well mention that we are pretty excited about the return of the Walking Dead this Sunday. Our kids love it too, which makes me sound like an awful parent. In case you didn’t know, two of our kids are adults. As for our third, she’s almost fourteen (as previously shouted hallelujah about yesterday!) and only 4 episodes into the series. There was the one awkward intimate scene in the woods, which she skipped- and then lots of gore. She’s ok with the gore though- and loves the show.

This has been a pretty informative post. You’ve learned:

– I hate eating in front of the tv due to possible trauma by in-laws at some point in time. {most likely}

– appreciate a good, lazy dinner of a veggie burger.

– The three of us, who live in this house, love Downton. My older daughter would too, though she hasn’t seen it. My son would hate it, which is fair.

– Our other family favorite is the Walking Dead, to which you must have thought “wow, these Wagner’s are really versatile.” It’s true. But more than that- we just really appreciate entertainment with really strong writing…

There, i told you secrets, now it’s your turn… What are some of your guilty little pleasures?

A poem…

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Mugs steaming

tea bags abound

tissues crumbled

piled on the ground.

epic moments are

when spit cups fall down.

the television runs

from day to night,

no ounce of productivity

is within sight.

deep, cloggy coughs

shake floors and ceiling.

fevers finally broken,

no relief in sight for feeling.

She lays in misery,

beyond tired of honey and lemon.

Horribly bad poetry aside, i am unshowered and sore. I am not sick much, beyond sinus congestion and a dull headache. But her sick is ruling everything, and that’s fine. That is why I am a mom who is available to her, and home with her. BUT- I have got to sneak in a shower. She is also so different from the sick girl, even a year ago. That girl would lay around and watch the Disney channel or cartoons. This girl wants to get nauseatingly sick over too many Hallmark love stories and then move on to the Walking Dead. Which is fine, I love the Walking Dead, but i miss my little girl a bit.

Chw had “guy night” last night. It was planned before G got sick… But it means I haven’t had any interaction with an adult since, well- Sunday, and even sunday was pretty consumed with Gen being sick.

Hopefully since her fever is staying gone, hopefully good health is just around the corner. (and Chw and I don’t get it!) I just had to post to maintain a thread of sanity. If you are  mom, I’m sure you understand!