Is blogging so 2000 & late?

When I first started blogging... in 2006 there were so many blog posts I could barely keep up with the reading! These days it seems blogging is being replaced with tweeting. Hell. I'm guilty too! I think I was googling "monograms" and ended up on Preppy Cafe where I found Lisagh who opened my eyes to the whole phenom.

I've "met" so many awesome ladies and one awesome guy (we all know who he is, right?). I've "listened" to online squabbles and luckily (hopefully) avoided them myself. And I've taken a peak into the lives of a few pretty amazing life styles - who remembers "Confessions of a Not-so-desperate Housewife?" Oh, to have her life, right? I wonder where/how she is? I wonder if she got bored with blogging?

Is that what it is? People are bored with blogging?

TG for Lisagh who I can count on for a post a day and I am hoping she doesn't stop. No pressure dear friend. No pressure.

So is that it? Is blogging becoming so 2000 and late?

I'm just not a play date kind of mom.

There I said it.

I want my kids to have play dates but I'd rather they be at someone else's house. I am just way too uptight to deal with the noise level of two extra children in my house. I tweeted about this earlier and I meant what I tweeted:

My Tweet:

"I would prefer my children not run around so they don't get hurt... is that so wrong? yeah... I know."

Today for example Lilly came running into my office to tell me Michael's play date friend was at the top of the pine tree in front of our house. The pine tree is as tall as our house.

Was he at the top for real? No but he was damn close.

I hate yelling at other people's children but sometimes it really does take a village. So I yelled. I want the little genius (not!) to know he can not climb trees at our house. If he wants to climb at his house that's fine with me because when he falls and breaks his neck and paralyzes himself for the rest of his life... it will not be my fault as a neglectful play date mom. And probably more important I don't want my son think it's OK to climb to the top of a PINE tree! That's what the rock wall at the gym is for.

Is that so wrong?

Like I said I am just not the play date kind of mom. And I really would prefer my kids to stay nice and calm so they don't get hurt even if I know I need to let them be "kids."

It's hard.

Chicken Fried STEAK

I'm making Chicken Fried Steak tonight.

And just so y'all are clear I am aware of the caloric intake I am about to submit my children and husband to.

I will also be making mashed potatoes with lots of butter and sour cream... adding to the calories.

And yes, of course, there will be thick and creamy gravy to smother the fried steak in.

I think it will be good.

I know I will regret it.

I wonder how many pounds I'll gain tonight?

I don't care.

Yes... I do.

Who did I miss?

Working on adding my blogroll... who did I miss?

My heart hurts.

I can't explain it. A friend is dealing with something so devastating that I am not even sure what to say or do. Tragic life events leave us with a feeling of helplessness. I want to hug my friend - just hug her. I want to tell her it's going to be hard but she will survive eventually. I can't even imagine what she and her girls are going through. I'm thinking about them all the time. But I want to do more. So very sad.

I like this look

Reese Witherspoon has great style, don't ya think?

What a dumb ass.

There is dumb and then there is really dumb. This guy is really dumb. Too bad so sad for him - now he has to call an electrician and a dry wall guy to fix his dumb assness.

See more funny videos and TBT Videos at Today's Big Thing.

N-Y-C

I was in New York last weekend.

And I didn't shop.

It's a tragic situation really.

Fergie

Am I the only one who thinks Fergie looks better as a blond?

Not sure what it is - maybe it's her butt-crack part that bugs me so much.

Not sure and just sayin'.

Arrgh!

I'm not as technically challenged as most. My challenge is my patience. My son asked me to "hook up the Internet" on his Nintendo Dsi. I set it up WITH paretal controls of course. But now I'm so irritated because I just don't understand WHY. Why would my son need this feature? To search the Internet? I think I turned that feature off with the parental control feature. So what can he do with the internet feature? I need to spend time on this to see what it's capable of... and THAT irritates me. I don't have the patience to learn ANOTHER electronic. But dang it I have to now. Dang. What a complete PITA!

Cold coffee... kind a sucks.

I look forward to that first cup of coffee every morning. I drink my coffee black and it's piping hot when it's first poured so I have to wait 5 minutes for it to cool down.

You know what the worst is?

Forgetting about said coffee and taking a sip 20 minutes later only to get a surprise mouthful of ice cold bitterness!

Give me a little whip cream and caramel sauce and I'll happily drink cold coffee but black cold coffee? Not so much.

bleck.

Working... (not!)

I needed a little break from work this morning so I decided to go shopping on jcrew.com - J.Crew is having their big 20% final items sale.

The J.Crew cambridge cable ribbed turtleneck sweater is on sale people! If you're looking for a warm comfy sweater without the tight neck most turtlenecks have then this is the sweater for you. I bought it in black and cream about a month ago and I love it. They are out of black but they still have cream and the heather gray is cute too!

Back to work!

Is pessimism hereditary?

Is your glass half full or half empty?

We all know people who believe their glasses are half empty. Right? I might even be guitly ever now and again of this myself but for the most part the glass is half full for me.

When you say, "Have a good day!" They say, "It's already a bad day, I don't think it's going to get better." Or when you say, "I hope you feel better." They say, "I doubt I will any time soon."

People like that are exhausting! All I'm going to say is I sure hope pessimism is not hereditary because if it is I'm doomed.

Northern Girl

I am a northern girl at heart. I love Boston in the spring, New York in December, and Annapolis any time of the year. I just fit better in states above Maryland and I love Maryland. I've been to the west coast, mid west, south, south west, north east - you name it. I like I said I like Maryland... and Boston in the spring and New York in December.

But in the last 2 weeks with temperatures in the 20's here in Maryland I could see myself living south of Maryland. Not too south mind you... maybe like North or South Carolina where I can warm up a little. I'm cold as cold can be. At night the thought of taking my clothes off has me tempted to sleep them. I couldn't bare the thought of taking my clothes off at the dermatologist for a "full body check" so I told her I'd reschedule for July. She understood. It's cold!

As I sit in front of my little space heater I'm dreaming of the beach...

I will not grow old gracefully.

As I close in on 40 (in April) I am noticing things - and by things I mean my eye lids - are drooping. It's so sad. It's probably not as bad as I think it is but when I look in the mirror I don't see me anymore I see my eyelids that are getting ready to turn 40. I'm sorry but I refuse to grow old gracefully. This afternoon I decided that one of the reasons my eye lids are drooping is because I am always looking DOWN at my keyboard and screen on my laptop. I think if I start looking up more then maybe I can reverse the signs of aging a little.

And so I am putting my J.Crew shipping boxes to good use. Voila! With the help of 3 boxes from J.Crew that were just sitting in my recyling bin - things are now looking up. Including me!

If this works I think I could make a fortune with an infomercial - what do you think?

It's all about the heel

I'd like a pair of Christian Louboutin heels. Christian Louboutin Rolando Pumps to be specific.







If I worked in an office (as opposed from my home office) I might splurge and buy myself a pair. But I don't so I probably won't.

But that doesn't mean I don't want them (I do!) so I remain curious. Over at The Look 4 Less blog she has less expensive alternative to not only these beauties but for many Christian Louboutin styles.

I spent some time looking today - hoping I'd see something that would satisfy my (desperate) need without luck. (boo-hoo!)

I've decided it's all about the heel for me. Well, and the red sole of course.

And there really is no substitute. (wah!)

My mother would be so disappointed.

For the first time in 10 years I didn't send out Christmas cards. I know, I know - it's shameful. If my mother still sent Christmas cards she's be so disappoint. She stopped sending them soon after my sister and I went to college.

The plan was to send Happy New Year's cards so my step-daughter could be in the picture. She didn't come to MD for Thanksgiving like she normally does and we didn't take photos while she was here in July.

I have the perfect photo selected, see? Perfect, right?





And I planned to order the cards Monday. But just before I pressed "confirm order" I got cold feet. You see, I went a little overboard on Christmas (again) and now I am in the "I don't want to spend anymore money" mode.

But I guess, what's another $150 (other than a J.Crew sweater) at this point though ?

ugh.

My last Tory Burch post I promise!

Why all the chatter about Tory Burch this week? Because of the gift card that is screaming at me to be used!

I was going to try to wait to spend it until my upcoming girl's trip to New York but I don't think I can... because these are saying "hello" to me now.




The metallic fuschia reva. Cute, right?

Two is better than one!

I wear my black patent Tory Burch Reva shoes so often I am thinking about buying another pair.

Please talk me out of it.

I Heart Tory Burch

I have a Tory Burch gift card from my husband that is burning a whole in my Tory Burch wallet in my Tory Burch purse. I really wanted these pretties to wear on New Year's Eve but between Christmas and two days after Christmas they (the snake print Reva in silver) were sold out of my size.

I'm guessing there are many others who also received a Tory Burch gift card from their husbands.

If I can wait until the end of the month to spend it I'll take it (the gift card) with me to New York. If I can wait until then my girl's shopping trip will be even more special. Especially if the Tory Burch store has them.

But I doubt that I can wait.

It's the little things...

... that make me happy. Like my little usb powered snowman. Isn't he cute?

Keywords...

Someone found my blog today by searching, "jim carey burp."

That's funny right?