Time flies

It's amazing to me that I am infinitely busier now that I don't have a full-time job.  Working all day outside the home kept me from looking at all of the household duties which are often neglected because there just wasn't time.  

Now, however, I have time to: 

• clean the baseboards 
• vacuum (with no feet in the way) 
• peruse potential gourmet dinner recipes
• wash the sheets and bathroom rugs
• exercise for two hours in utter silence
• get a new tire
• watch a child-inappropriate movie, with the door wide open *gasp*

..... and then before I know it, it's time to pick up the kids from school, which means that the remaining list of chores will have to wait until tomorrow.  I really don't know how I ever fit a job into my schedule!

Happy Groundhog Day

As our nation fondly reflects upon another Groundhog's Day passing, and much of it buckles under the storm of the century, I find myself biting my tongue, and feeling a bit guilty- all from just a few, little words.  I keeping wanting to say these words, to scream them, but frankly, it makes me feel spoiled, or selfish or something, but- I'm cold.

It seems like everywhere but here, in perpetually sunny Arizona, the weather is horribly crippling, debilitating to lives and pocketbooks.  I imagine dark, cold rooms, devoid of electricity due to power outages, where children have only the light of Nintendos and PSPs to guide their way to the bathroom.  Then I think, What am I complaining about?  While I am 'enduring' a sunny, 40 degree forecast, friends and family are suffering in the rain, ice, sleet, and snow.

Just a thought, but why don't y'all move to Arizona?  The weather is awesome...

Monday!

"Everything's going so well!!" - Harold Ziedler, Moulin Rouge

Resolutions

I chose a Yahoo! avatar that depicts me as sporty and active, poised gracefully on inline skates, amidst the palm tree lined streets of Beverly Hills. It's kind of like reverse psychology.... see myself as sporty, be sporty...  Once I master that, I'll move on to the next part.... see myself in Beverly Hills, be in Beverly Hills... but I daydream...

As January comes to a close, it's about time I dust off my list of New Year's Resolutions, before winter is over.

1.  Kick the soda habit.  (As I savor this seemingly 'last' 32oz Pepsi, I weep.)
2.  Go to the gym regularly.
3.  Eat better stuff.

I'll let you know how it's going, sounds about as fun as childbirth if you ask me.

What's for dinner?

Ah, the age-old dilemma- what's for dinner?  After eating at the Texas Roadhouse (for the first time, I might add) on Thursday, I have begun to crave rich, hearty foods, covered with cream gravy and cheese.  So much for Hamburger Helper tonight, like I had planned.... it's just not going to cut it.

Once I find a delicious recipe to attempt tonight, I'll post...

Start of a New Week

Another Monday looms menacing ahead of us.  I keep wondering how to make this week more productive than last, difficult given that the tasks often far outweigh the energy.  I'm going to start by going to the gym, first thing, which should prevent me from procrastinating, and should ensure that I skip the Baileys in my coffee after I drop the kids at school. 

Being a stay-at-home mom/aspiring writer sounds so much less time consuming that it is actually tuning out to be, and the pay sucks.  The benefits overall however are astounding, and include several hours in a row of straight solitude per day, during which I am under no obligation to speak to anyone.  The silence alone is worth the cut in pay.