All words.

Oh hey there. Long time, no talk. On my part, that is. Its not like we’re actually talking. What am I saying?! I’m not even talking. I’m crouched on the floor in my pajamas silently typing this while Wes naps. And I am chugging coffee like a freaking BOSS and hoping nothing outside stirs the dogs into a manic barking frenzy. Life is rough, people. Life is rough.

Ok, so what’s been up lately. Did you not wonder that? The answer: not much. Wes has been driving me to the outskirts of my sanity city limits. If he’s not whining or crying or wanting/not wanting to be held or banging his head on his crib in protest of sleep, then he’s begging me to read Chicka Chicka Boom Boom or Brown Bear to him 472 million times. I know it comes with this stage, but holy HECK is it ever annoying. Especially since I am planet earth’s most impatient person. Growing up, I couldn’t even hold half notes or full notes while playing the piano because I just wanted to GET THROUGH IT.

So Instagram Stories happened. And there’s still Snapchat. And Instagram basic. And twitter. With all this video/text/image social media going on, I feel like any blog content has been depleted! Also side note: I love that Snap/IG stories allows you to see who has viewed your stuff. Because then it points out all the creepers (probably YOU. Ok, maybe not YOU YOU, but YOU over there.) I don’t have such a huge following that my numbers are in the masses, so I actually look at all that. But if you’re gonna LOOK at stuff, you gotta POST stuff too. I need to be able to creep on you too, mmmk.

On to a totally random topic, but: journaling. I don’t get it. Actually, I’m not even gonna go into that because that’s how much I just don’t understand it.

I have been waking up in the middle of the night and staying up for stretches of hours which get my mind wandering into some crazy places. Last night, I was ENRAGED that in the 4 1/2 years I’ve lived in Canada, I’ve travelled on numerous occasions to visit friends and that I’ve only had ONE (hi Amy!) visit me. And two of those trips were with a baby in tow. On international flights. With layovers. Then often car rides on top of that to get to the final destination.

But two nights ago I was up thinking about how to better de-lint my black spandex. So I’m basically all over the place.

Want to hear a short pro/con list? Here goes. PRO: Tyler rotated a couple of loads of laundry this past weekend. PRO: He even emptied the lint trap. (whoa, mentioned the word ‘lint’ two times now. That’s random) CON: He placed lint trap goods on top of the dryer. UGH. In his defense, the trash can was moved. BUT STILL.

I still love him a super lot because he makes the BEST dinners and even knew a secret about Wes that I didn’t know: the kid (Wes, not Tyler) goes spastic when you tickle his inner thighs. Thanks for the pro-tip, hubs.

Oh- and I’ve modified my diet a bit these last couple of weeks. I’ve cut most gluten out to see if it helps with my tummy troubles. Turns out, it does. Except, I love beer too much, so I will suffer through. The good part about this change for me is that I’m way more mindful about eating WHOLE foods. And I’ve kicked the Goldfish cracker addiction. That was the hardest part.

This weather has been a major pain in the ass because not only has it prevented a lot of outdoor time with Wes, but it’s significantly decreased the dog’s walks. Last thing I want to do is get a few miles out from the house and have yet another hailstorm pass through. Another major pain about it?–> My shifts at work have been cut a few times. Usually working a patio shift as a server at a brewpub is a big $$, but this cold, rainy weather has forced the patio to be closed more often than not. Boo.

That’s just about all the brain dump I can handle for one sitting. I’ve got to go refill my coffee cup and make sure the kid is still asleep. PS: Thank you Jesus for letting him sleep for at least the length of time it took to write this. I owe you one.

8 thoughts on “All words.

  1. Not me! I’m not. Nope. No Snapchat or Instagram creeping here. Just blog stuff. Call me old fashioned. (There’s a movie where Mick Jagger smirks out that line and it’s PERFECT!)

  2. Oh, Hey! I love posts like this. IG/Snapchat/Twitter etc are well and good but sometimes it’s nice to actually talk versus sound bite.
    Dude… My kids test my (limited) patience in every day in every way. I feel like with all this practice I should be getting better… Right? Nope.
    I have definitely been there too where I’m adding up how many times I’ve visited various friends versus how many times they’ve come to me and getting so frustrated when it’s not equal.
    I swear I’m allergic to the powdered cheese that’s on the extra-flavor Goldfish and Cheez-Its, etc.

  3. Our boys are the same age
    And yes this stage sucks πŸ˜‚
    The whining all the time . The sleep protesting !!
    12-18 months is a rough age !!!
    After 18 months it gets better !!
    Add a 5 year old and 3 year old who try to “help ” the one year old in the mix and it’s just nuts πŸ˜‚
    So yes this stage does pass but In the meantime all the 🍷And πŸͺ🍩

  4. I didn’t realize that you could look at who viewed your IG stories (not that I’ve ever posted on there). I’m not a huge fan of people who post the same thing to both. Also, not a big fan of the IG stories- prefer snapchat to them. I need more time in my day to post stuff- pretty sure no one wants to watch me move papers all day long πŸ˜‰

    Re: the friends not visiting. I went through the same thing when I moved from Ontario, but realized that sometimes friendships and priorities change. There is one friend I will keep in touch with and she has never visited me. That’s okay with me because I know we can pick up no problem when I go back to Ontario (if I have time to see her). I also realized that it’s easier to have friends in my own province πŸ™‚

  5. Ahhhh that phase!!! Leo is currently in it and it’s driving me nuts too. He wants up all the time- walk yourself!

    This weather has been the pits. Rude summer!!

    Your friends need to come visit this beautiful place!! Come visit all!!! Have you seen Jen’s baking??? That’s reason enough to come! And the views! But not the weather…

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