How To Be Alone

Love this! Makes me want to go out to dinner alone and then take myself to the movies alone.

Did I Do That?

On my way to work this morning I was hit with some of the most wicked heartburn I have ever had.  My chest felt like I was going to implode and it nearly brought tears to my eyes.

(This was probably brought on by the stress of a rather emotional drop off at day care.  Ian did not want to let go of me so that I could go to work.  It was very dramatic and his Oscar should be arriving any day now.)

Desperately, I pulled into the nearest drug store a Walgreen's.  I hurried in and made a beeline back to the antacid section, grabbed the first thing that was on sale and was on my way back up to the register to pay in just moments.

As I approached the check out I got the relief I was so anxious for in the form of the biggest belch that has ever escaped my body.

Seriously, it rivaled any group of little boys in a belch contest. 

I was mortified!  So, I did what any red faced woman would do...I paid and ran to my car with my stupid antacid to hide from the world.

What a way to start the day.

At least that cashier will have a nice story to tell her friends later today.

Yo Now Has A Friend

Yo now has a friend in my entryway.

Cha is sort of a Stacer family way of saying goodbye.

(We are odd.  We know this, and don't mind one bit!)

It all goes back to my husband's first year in college.  One of my husband Chris' roommates (let's call him Eric because Chris can't remember his real name) was rather obnoxious and would always leave and loudly announce either "Cha Dawgs" or "Later Homos."

(As you can guess, Eric wasn't much cared for by Chris or his other roommates.)

It wasn't long before Eric's abhorrent send-off became playful fodder between Chris and his sister, Melissa.  They even began to make up new combinations, and started using "cha homo" as their signature farewell to each other.

(They really do love each other, much to the contrary of what this may suggest.  Those two lace all their insults with love.)

As the years passed this salutation stuck around and was shortened to simply "cha."  Now it is as common to us as hello and goodbye.

So there you have it.  It might not be the typical welcome/thanks for visiting sign but it works for us.

Cha Dawgs!

*On a side note: sorry posting has been so far and few lately.  I tend not to write when all I can think to say is laced with whining and contempt.  No one wants to read that.  When I have something worth sharing, you bet you will find a post.  Until then please hang on and bare with me.

4 Simple Goals

I have been seeing 4 Simple Goals pop up here and there across the great interwebs recently...first there was Liz and then Jamie. The concept, began by Elsie of A Beautiful Mess, is that you come up with four simple, nonspecific goals that you can and will accomplish before 2011. I can get down with that...and Elsie I love your blog, this idea, and I am subscribed to enjoy your posts from now on. (Wow that sounds really stalker-ish.)


Anyway!

So I thought, being the type of person I am, a new reason to make a list was definitely for me. I have thought long and hard about my four goals written out some goals without thinking much about them and I yet feel confident that I can accomplish these four things before the calendar rolls over to 2011.

So here are my 4 Simple Things; read them and then join in on the fun.

1. Become more active. Getting my body healthy needs to be a bigger priority in my life and I just have to kick start my plan by simply becoming more active then I am currently. A walk with my son. Some time playing Wii Fit or making a lame attempt at learning yoga on my own. (Seriously if someone filmed me I would be the next Star Wars kid of You Tube. It is really pathetic, but I try.) I think I will start with adding two days a week activities and move up from there. Be sure to bug me to make sure I am not being a slacker about this one, I might need the help.

2. Make the time to read. When someone asks me what I enjoy to do in my free time, reading is usually the first thing I list off. Yet, I don't really make time to read as much as I could. My goal is to make time to read at least two days a week. Even if I only get through a chapter a week, my mind and my heart will be better for it. Besides I just might have about a dozen unread books in my possession that need to get a little lovin' of the page turning variety.

3. Take more photos of the little things that happen everyday. When I first became a mom I took pictures of every little thing and I think I sort of got burned out on having my camera attached to my hip every moment I am at home. Now I get the camera out a couple times a week and snap pictures because I know someone will be looking for a blog or Flickr update on Sunday night (or Monday morning when I am a slacker). My goal is to change the way I approach taking photos and capturing memories of my son growing up by taking a few moments with my camera everyday.

4. Spend more quality time with the people I love. Plain and simple, I need to make more time to visit family and friends and to take a date night with my husband now and then. This special time doesn't happen enough and that needs to change because life isn't long enough to miss out of opportunities to be with the people you care about. Once a month I will plan something to reconnect with a person I love and miss spending time with.
So there you have it, my 4 Simple Goals.

Movin' On Up

My husband shared this video with me a few days ago and we both laughed, replayed it and laughed some more.  There is nothing like a good laugh at the expense of someone who deserves no respect.  Enjoy!

Trust

My son trusts me.

This morning when we went to day care, he and I were standing at the top of the stairs about to head down to the play room below. I was holding Ian's hand and saying good morning to his primary care giver.

Ian started leaning toward the stairs. I would guess he was at about a 45 degree angle from upright; the only thing keeping him from falling straight down the stairs was my hold on his hand.

My heart was beating a mile a minute and I was scared, but Ian was steadfast and brave. He knew I would not let go.

I would never let go.

He knew he could check out his world from a different angle and I would use every once of life in me to make sure he was safe while he was doing so.

The trust a child has in their parents is pretty amazing.

I am in awe and very humbled by Ian's trust in me.

There is not a day that will by that I will not use every fiber of my being to live up to the trust he puts in me.