Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Dreams

I think Leyton is having bad dreams lately.  I mentioned this to the pediatrician on our last visit and she said it is pretty common at this age.  Coming from a mom that dreams all the time it's no surprise to me that he might be a "dreamer."  The reason I think they are bad dreams is he is waking up screaming.  He is easy to sooth down so they are not night terrors but it's no fun to have the little guy waking up this way.  He is also not wanting to go to bed as much and definitely not napping well.

Have other moms experienced this?  If so, did you find resolution somehow or did it just work itself out?  It does make me curious though, what does an almost two year old have nightmares about?

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Snip Snip



It happened again.  Leyton went and got another haircut.  His hair was getting shaggy again and while I love it when it is wet or there is a lot of moisture in the air...I don't like it when it's dry out and just puffy and flat.  I know I will always keep his hair a bit on the longer side, I don't think I'll ever cut the back up really short.  This is definitely shorter than the cut last time but I know in about a month it will fill in some and in a couple months it will be as if we never cut it.  So far, the curls still stay too which makes my heart happy!

I fall in love with this little guy all over when his hair is short.  It completely changes his look.  He looks so much older to me now!

Friday, March 23, 2012

Mad Honey

Having creative friends is a wonderful thing.  Not only do they help you when you need to get something done, but they are also very entertaining and inspiring in their work.  When those two friends start a business, and you watch that business grow in a very tough market it is even more inspiring.

Introducing Meghan and Rebecca.

Queen Bees at Honey Agency.

These are the ladies behind The Getty Owl Foundation.  The ones that have given us the spotlight we deserve by making us look brilliant.

To pay homage to one of their favorite shows Mad Men, which returns this Sunday, they got their team together and did a photo shoot.

They nailed it.  They took us back to the 1960's...only this time it's the women that are running the show.

You can see more pictures and find out more about their company by visit their website.

Nice job bees!

Thursday, March 22, 2012

The Biggest Online Party Ever!

Last year I threw a virtual birthday party for Getty's 1st bday.  It was a fun filled day of giveaways and supporters joining together to celebrate a huge milestone for this little girl.  Well guess what?  On Sunday, Little Miss Getty will turn 2 years old.

This year the party can only be bigger.  It has to be off the charts.  It has to be ON FIRE! 


If you have a blog, please help us spread the word.  If you are interested in donating to our giveaway, please contact me at staceyball@gmail.com

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

I succumbed.

I did it.  I totally gave in to something totally ridiculous.

Yes, I had the Dorito taco.  What was it about this thing?  To start, I don't even really like Taco Bell!  Too many late high school nights there ruined it for me and I think I've been there twice since I was a teenager.  Second, I'm not even a big fan of Doritos!  I'm not sure if I've ever even bought a bag of regular Doritos.  Man, when I saw that commercial though with that orange shell I just had to have it.  I had to know how orange my fingers would get after eating it.

Now that I have, ehh.  I don't ever need to have another.  It wasn't disgusting, it wasn't even bad.  It just wasn't the stuff that unicorns and rainbows are made out of.  It didn't even make my finger tips orange!  It really just seemed saltier.

On the other hand, my dining at Taco Bell was off the charts exciting.  The place was rather empty so when a loud scream/roar came through the drive through it definitely cause some attention.  Next thing we see is a large, VERY DRUNK, guy screaming and stumbling his way through the parking lot.  I'll give you one guess where he was headed.......

the liquor store!  See, you didn't even know which Taco Bell I was at and you probably still guessed that correctly.  He apparently charged his way into the liquor store and the only image I have of what it was like when he was in there is a bull in a china shop.  Next thing you see this guy being forced out.  Once out, he gets chased down by a tall thin man wearing a purple turban who seems to be hitting him with what looked like an antenna.  What did I do?  Well I just sat there and watched of course.  It's what every American does.  Only, I screwed up because I didn't get it on camera.  Actually, it was clear there were multiple people calling the police, otherwise I would have done a bit more than just sitting there wondering what the hell was going on.  It was by far one of the funniest and most disturbing things I've ever seen.

Overall report...

Dorito Taco  = thumbs in the middle
Dinner Entertainment = thumbs up!

Monday, March 19, 2012

A Little Boy

I'm not sure how it happened exactly.  Overnight?  In a matter of weeks?

How did my little baby become a little boy?  A little boy that sings the alphabet.  A little boy that says sentences.  A little boy that not only wants to ride around the neighborhood on his Big Wheel, but wants to do it while wearing his sunglasses.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Little Stinker

Today the little stinker had a 22 month appointment.  I'm not totally sure why it happened now and not at 24 months, but just means we didn't have to get any shots.  Remember all those pictures of Leyton eating and scarfing down pasta?  Well, it finally paid off.  Leyton hadn't gained any weight in a long time and suddenly in the last month he gained 3lbs!!!  So he measures up at 3 feet tall and 31.5lbs.

We've definitely entered a challenging time with this kiddo.  The thing is it can be soo challenging and at times we want to just run down the block screaming our heads off, then 5 seconds later he makes us laugh so hard we almost pee our pants.  He's a funny funny kid that says some funny funny things with his little vocabulary!

His most favorite thing in the whole wide world right now is being outside.  We could go outside and just walk around for hours.  Or, go outside on his big wheel.  He doesn't want mommy to carry him anywhere, doesn't want to be pushed in a stroller.  Everything is "walk please."  It makes rainy days like today more challenging since we are stuck indoors.

I can't believe that in two months he will be two years old.  Where did this last year go?  Do I really have to start thinking about birthday parties?!


Monday, March 12, 2012

Purge

Sometimes all it takes is to write a blog post and I immediately start reflecting.  Are things really as bad as I'm making them seem?  The answer is usually no.  At the time I am writing them they are, but that is the beauty of writing for me.  It is a way to purge.  A way to clear what is in my head and my heart.  Those things might be wonderful, those thinks might be bleak.  Once I write it though I feel so much better.

This weekend was wonderful!  The weather was perfect and Leyton was in amazing spirits.  I think I have also learned that this kiddo is very high energy.  He doesn't bounce off the walls, but if he doesn't have a way to release that energy his mood goes sour.  I think some of his mood last week was a result of having to spend another weekend low key in the house since he was sick.

This weekend we took walks.  Walks that wore me out and yet the kiddo kept going.  He took Big Wheel rides, he walked to the park, he ran around at Grandma and Grandpas.  On Sunday I literally think he only spent nap time indoors, otherwise we were all over the place.  He was happy.  I was happy.  Daddy was happy.

If I try to think back on what had me so upset on Friday I can't even remember.  All I can picture when I look back is this.


A boy and his Daddy creating a memory together.

Friday, March 09, 2012

Toilet Bowl

This week can seriously take a big old flush down the toilet with the pile of shit that sites in there with it.  Ugh, what a terrible week.  It's so hard for me when I have a bad week because there are so many that I know that have it much worse than I do.  But man sometimes the cards come tumbling down and it's hard not to drink away my sorrows.  Yesterday we talked at the office about putting a margarita machine on my desk and trust me when I say that the only thing that could have made this week better is a big fat margarita machine on my desk.

I'm still waiting on the house.  I got a glimmer of hope today and I know I have all the time in the world but man now that I want to move I am so unhappy where I am.  I could give you a laundry list of all the things I hate in my current house and all the things I daydream about.  Then last night I found myself up late and watching some HGTV show called Selling LA and I seriously almost threw a remote through the screen.  Watching a completely plastic woman in her 30's, recently divorced with two boys who needs a 8,000 square feet with AT LEAST 6 bedrooms and is willing to pay 8-9 million dollars or even $20,000 a month in rent made me sick.  Here I am on a two person income hoping I can find a place that won't cost me more than $1,300.  It was a bad night for me to be watching a show like that.

I am also living with a monster right now.  I'm not sure if this is what you would call the terrible 2's.  But if it is, and it's here for a long time...my son will be lucky to make it to 2.  Sorry Leyton when you read this in your 20's.  Know that mommy still loves you, she just sometimes wants someone else to take you for a while!  I'm not sure how else to describe this stage other than to say that my son wants EVERYTHING and NOTHING at the same time.  His only way to let us know what he wants and doesn't want is a screaming crying whining fit.  He wants an orange, you peel the orange and suddenly he's screaming NO ORANGE.  This is seriously what is happening with everything.  Don't even try to join him either when he is playing because it will make him instantly hate whatever he is doing and turn on you.  Last night he woke up SCREAMING at 2am.  I caved.  I went in and slept with him.  I don't like doing this but damn, sometimes mommy just needs some sleep.  Problem is now he's going to do it tonight, and on and on and on.  Needless to say this is not creating any sort of harmony in the Ball household.

Add into the mix work and oh boy do you have a recipe for disaster.  People just don't get it.  They don't give a shit about all the times you are bending over backwards for them.  Most of the time you won't even get a thanks for your hard work.  But oh when there is a problem, there they are.  The problem may not have even been started by you, and you may have fixed the problem.  However, they will be there waving their finger in your face about all you could have done.  That said, there is nothing worse than being a grown woman and not having someone want to face you when there is trouble.  Instead they go to your "daddy" or at least that is what it feels like.

Then there is me.  When all this shit happens I start feeling sorry for myself.  I start wondering why can't things go smoothly, why are there so many bumps in my road.  Then that self pity turns to frustration because there are people that deal with shit much heavier than me.  People that have these gigantic burdens to face every day and I get mad at myself for having a pity party.  This woman in LA for example, how am I any different than her?  I think, there are people that would see where I live now and think I'm the selfish bitch who wants to have more.

It's the American way though right?  We can't just be happy with what we have.  How's that for the end of a Friday blog post.

Now, where's my damn margarita machine.


Sunday, March 04, 2012

Already moved....

If you know me or have read for a while then you will know that I have lived in my house for a VERY long time.  If you are new, well read this.  On April 1, we will hit our 12 year anniversary renting the same house.  If you read that previous post you will know that I don't always see eye to eye with my landlord.  To be honest and as respectful as possible she is a tad crazy.  Thing is though, I've always loved the house.  I've loved the street, the neighborhood and all the ups and downs of the house itself.  So, I've stuck around and in my opinion have been a damn good tenant.  I've made upgrades and treated it like my own house since the moment I moved in.

I've been told for YEARS to move.  To stop dealing with the craziness and find something else.  I've always wanted to stay put.  In the past year though I haven't been so happy here.  It's difficult when someone comes to visit as I have to shuffle Leyton around.  I worry about the mold that can sometimes grow in the bedrooms.  I hate the moisture that accumulates in the windows during the winter.  I don't even love the neighborhood as much as I used to.  On April 1 our rent is going up.  It's gone up bit by bit over the years but was always cheap rent for the neighborhood, now it's about the same as everyone else.

So, I started looking for a new place.  I started looking in a new area close to Leyton's daycare.  This weekend I found a place that from the outside I love.  It's 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, laundry inside, 2 car garage, fireplace and a pool.  It's 2000 square feet, roughly double what we have now.  It's only $100 more.

In my mind I have already moved into this house that I haven't even seen the inside of.  In my mind I have given my landlord a 30 day notice.  In my mind I'm already playing with Leyton in the pool this summer.  In my mind I'm already planning our first house warming party.

Needless to say I feel like a school girl who is waiting for boy to call that she really likes.  Now I just have to wait and see if the stars are actually aligned and it will all work out.  I sure hope so because in my mind I have already moved and I don't want to go through an eviction.

Friday, March 02, 2012

Black Hole

There is a black hole that I often fall into from time to time.  It's dark in there and you can get lost for hours.  Once you come to you have no idea how long you were stuck or really what you did while you were lost.

That black hole is called Pinterest.

I must admit, I'm pretty good about not having a Pinterest addiction.  I see it kind of like drinking.  Sometimes you can like it a little tooo much and then there is a fine line between casual and addiction!  Last month I found myself spending a couple hours on there scrolling through likes, pinning stuff myself and just getting utterly LOST.  I realized then that I have been on Pinterest for quite some time and yet have done NOTHING with it.  I decided that if I was going to continue, I was going to make use of it.  At least once a month I would put my Pinterest finds to use.  If I couldn't do that, then I couldn't use Pinterest.

So far I'm having complete success and now actually enjoying my time on Pinterest more because it doesn't seem like such a waste of time.  I got my Valentine's idea for Leyton's party on there.  I made a delicious shrimp dish earlier in the week that I found on there.  Today for Dr. Seuss's birthday, I made these for Leyton to take to daycare.




I urge you to start putting your Pinterests to use, you'll be much happier when you do.  If you want to follow me on there, or Instagram, my user name is pillworm.

Thursday, March 01, 2012

Back on the horse.

Let's be honest with each other.  I haven't been a model weight loss student as of late.  In fact, the holidays came and went and I knew I wasn't going to stay "on program."  When I finally did go weigh in and the gain was minimal I got cocky.  I haven't journaled what I've eaten since before Thanksgiving.  I haven't weighed in since January 21st.  The pants are starting to feel tight.

I weighed in today.  I'm up 3.2lbs, which means that since November 9th I have gained 6.6lbs.  The fact is this, once you get off that horse it is very hard to get back on.  The saddle feels uncomfortable, the horse bucks, the horse flies bite you and you end up with saddle ass.

I don't want saddle ass.

So, today is my day back on the horse.  Will I be perfect? No.  Will I likely fall off the fucking horse again?  Yes.  The thing is I will keep getting back on.  I will do my best.  I will not go back to where I was.  I'm still 27lbs down from where I first started and I don't want to put those 27lbs back in my saddle bags.

Here's to a smooth ride.

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