At the library

So I took Josh & Kylinn to the library, and what did they do the entire time? No storytime, no reading, no puppets, no brain-stimulating activities. Instead, they played with a dollhouse for an hour. Figures.

Hello? Hello? Is anybody home?

Hi there...sorry...yes, we're alive. I got a new job - still part-time, still @ home - and it's keeping me quite busy.

Nothing new with us otherwise. Here are a few pics to tide you over. We'll be back soon, I promise!

Great American Meatout

VegMichigan is sponsoring a local Great American Meatout, a one-day "go meatless" event that takes place across the country. In addition to free food samples (yum) there will be seminars and cooking demonstrations.

The Michigan event takes place on Sunday, March 18th @ Ferndale High School.

See the website for more info...I think it should be interesting. So grow out your armpit hair, strap on your Birkenstocks, put your Greenpeace bumper sticker on the back of your electric vehicle, and meet me in Fabulous Ferndale next month.

Perspective

I remember looking at Kylinn in the hospital about an hour after Josh was born. She was 5 months old at the time, and she looked like she had doubled in size almost overnight. I had a similar sensation today...we spent a few hours hanging out with Josh's brand new cousin Tegan and I swear that in the course of two weeks, Josh has suddenly gotten enormous.

I knew Josh wasn't a baby (he is 2 for crying out loud) but seriously - when did he turn into a mutant monster jumbo toddler? Wow. It's very weird to see him sitting next to Tegan - I guess that's what a little perspective will do.

Book Club

I'm currently reading Babyproofing Your Marriage with Nate. It's a funny, very honest look at how having a baby turns your life upside down.

I highly recommend it to all new (or recent) parents.

Further evidence that I am old...

When I was younger, birthdays used to be a big deal. And I always felt a need to dress for the occasion - usually a brand spankin' new birthday outfit from my mom. You had to LOOK extra-special because on your birthday you WERE extra-special.

So today, I am 31. And my, how things have changed. I went upstairs to survey my options, and had the exact opposite reaction. I thought "it's my birthday, and if I want to look like a total schlub and wear yoga pants out in public, then I will."

So there you have it, three decades of wisdom boiled down to a pair of stretchy pants.