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Since becoming a wohm, Fridays have taken on a whole new meaning. From the time I step into the office on Friday morning, I am counting down the hours, minutes, seconds until 5 pm. We usually head to the beach when I get home. The kids splash around and look for sand crabs and dolphins while I sit back in my chair knitting and talking to L. This beach is mostly locals so it’s pretty quiet and filled with other families doing the same thing. No matter how stressful my week has been, once my feet hit the beach, it’s officially the weekend.

Happy Friday everyone!

I was going to blog every day this month, but um, I had some “technical difficulties” yesterday. Namely, this url expired and I let it. I was at peace with my decision until I typed in www.tifiblogs.com and saw that parked page from godaddy. I then had a mini freak out and told L that my blog was gone. He was all, “why did you do that?!” and so I quickly renewed it. We’ll see how I feel about that by the end of July.

I blogged about this once a few years ago: my mom sends these care packages that make no sense to anyone besides the two of us. If a box was stolen and opened, the thief would think…”wtf?”. Take the last box she sent: it contained pants hangers, a shower curtain, and bathmats (among other things). We moved into a new place about 2 weeks ago and my mom came to visit last weekend…

As I’ve said before, I am willing to wait for what I truly want rather than just having random crap. My mom knows this and thinks I’m odd. So, my upstairs bathroom is very basic. Little cheapie shower curtain and bathmats b/c I can’t afford the ones I really want, but haven’t found a good substitute yet. Knowing this, she still went out and bought a curtain and mats…and you know what? I actually like them! A rare occurence since I’m a difficult person to shop for b/c I’m a pita particular.

Anyway, having said all this, I present to you a short list of Things My Mom Has Sent In A Box:

•  Raisins
• Cocoa butter
• Toilet bowl cleaner
• Girlie’s snowsuit from when she was 2 (I asked her to keep it at her house)
• The entire dollar section at Target at any given moment
• Guava Jelly (which is not actually jelly)
• Cough Medicine
• Parenting magazine article
• Magazines from Brooklyn and St. Lucia
• Laundry I accidentally left her place. Washed and folded.

I know she does this b/c I’ve never lived close by as an adult and b/c well, she’s my mom. And good moms give their kids what they need when they can…even if those kids are grown up with families of their own and a pita particular.

At the zoo

Moved and enjoying having outdoor space again

Girlie’s first ballet recital *sniff*

Lots and lots of Girl Scout activities (Busch Gardens here). She even bridged to Brownies!

At the beach as much as possible!

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• Men who think they are funny and are confident about it. So annoying b/c I want to say “STF, no one likes your corny jokes!”, but I can’t.
• Rollercoasters - I just don’t like waiting (on line) for a long time knowing I’m about to do something that has the potential to scare me, scar me, and make me nauseous. Wait…I’ve gone through childbirth how many times?
• Store bought cards from my husband and kids. I just think about 1)How much it probably cost (b/c DH never looks at price tags) and how much more fun (and funny) a homemade card would be.
• GPS. Whenever I use it, I’m so worried about going the wrong way and having it yell at me that I can barely concentrate on the road.
• This rash I’ve had on my arms for weeks. I think I’m allergic to Virginia. Seriously.
• That I still have my eye condition. Virginia, did I offend you somehow?

I should be so proud of these cupcakes. Seriously, it’s un-natural. But I am. I was beaming when my co-worker said I couldn’t possibly have made them, and that I must’ve stolen the photo from a Martha Stewart magazine. Does Martha Stewart cover her table with grocery circulars so there won’t be a huge mess to clean up? I think not!

Said co-worker actually inspired me to make them. She gave me a parenting mag with pics of Easter cupcakes and I decided they didn’t look so hard to make. I baked these from scratch and then ended up going in a totally different direction for the frosting. I let the kids have at it. Tada.

My life otherwise is utterly depressing, so looking at these cupcakes makes me happy. Hey, whatever it takes to get through the day, right?

I hope it will be warm enough for me to go out and enjoy it later! TGIF! 

1. I obviously don’t have enough to do, so I signed up to help coach Bebe’s soccer team.
2. Speaking of which, can I still call him Bebe with his 4th birthday in two weeks?
3. Tonight is Parents Night Out! Woohoo! The great thing is, the kids look forward to it as well.
4. I think I have pingueculitis again. Had it back in October. I wear my sunglasses all the time! Ugh! Eye doc visit is next week…
5. I’ve got a new ‘do…meh.

And for no reason at all, a somewhat recent pic of the munchkins: 

Please stop sending home surprise projects for us to do. I absolutely hate that. Wonderful 3rd grade teacher, why did you send home a tie dyed shirt that hasn’t been set yet? Having dyed things myself in the past, I know what a total pita it is to finish up the process. That’s probably why you sent it home with the kids! Curses! It’s been two weeks, and the shirt is still sitting in the bag it came in, waiting to be completed. Meanwhile, I look like a horrible mother when my kid is the only one (or so he says) that doesn’t show up in tie dye for Tie Dye Thursdays. Dammit.

Regards,

Mom Barely Hanging In There