Wednesday, May 7, 2008

"THOU SHALT POST OFTEN"

I KNOW I know. I just started the stupid blog and already I'm neglecting it. That is so like me. Well, I have no excuse except that THE KIDS- THEY ARE KILLING ME DEAD.

Don't get me wrong, I totally love them. They are squishy and giggly and lovey and inquisitive and adventurous and... and ACTIVE. So active, in fact, that I am at this very moment sweating my 140 pound ass off... The moving around and the cleaning up messes and lifting little 20-30lb bodies up to the changing table all day is something I hadn't put much thought into I guess. So now? Mah back! It hurts! I know that in a few weeks I'll be used to all of it. I am pretty young after all and really pretty resilient. But for now? I need a massage and a glass of WINE!

On a completely unrelated subject- My husband has expressed an extreme dislike for his blog nickname. Our conversation 2 nights ago:



ME: Take a look at my blog! I'm so excited about finally starting one!



S: looks pretty g.... HEY! How come I have to be "S"?



ME: What? What are you talking about? "S" is totally appropriate!



S: Yeah but in your aunt's blog, she calls her husband "Big Daddy" or "Big Daddy T"! How come I have to just be "S"? I want a "Big Daddy" name!!



Me: I do have another appropriate nickname I could use.... right Ace?!



Ace: ....



Me: (Raising one eyebrow)



Ace: You don't love me.



SO! From here on out my husband will be known as Ace. The end.



What's that you say? Where did the name come from? That my friends, is for a whole other entry. :)

1 comment:

MeL said...

LOVE IT. LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE.

1) Big Daddy T gets WAY too much joy out of being called that. I have to remind him that "Big Daddy" is not a euphemism for anything else.

2) You need to invest in several cheap floor pads for changing mats. Seriously, you will MESS your back UP, and there ain't no workman's comp for that, baby. Change 'em on the floor, save your back.

3) If "Ace" IS a euphemism for something else, I hereby demand (in the spirit of mutual disclosure) that you immediately spill that entire story because it sounds too entertaining to keep to yourself. :)

LOVE YA!