Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Tragedy of the toiletry kind.

Bath & Body Works makes a product called 'Miraculos Monoi' that is far and away my all-time fave moisturizer. It's a lightweight oil with a non-offensive scent that you can use on your hair, skin or even in the bath.

So imagine my surprise when I waltzed into BBW on my lunch hour to purchase a replacement to my ever-dwindling stash and the 17-year-old gum popping sales associate tells me that they, "Like, haven't made that product in, like, years."

For the record, she was annoying. "We discontinued the shimmer version, like, 2 years ago. I've never heard of it without the shimmer and I've worked here, like, four and a half years." Gum pop.

Yeah, sweetie. That's just what I want. To walk around glowing like the sun in all my teenybopper glory. Not.

Fast forward through me rolling my eyes at her, walking out the door and landing at my desk. I thought for sure a little ebay/amazon/Googling would do the trick, but I'm coming up empty handed.

This is a sad day, indeed. Almost as sad as the day McDonald's takes the Shammy Shake off the menu.

Le sigh. My skin will never be the same.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Weekend = Awesomesauce.

Words cannot express how simply amazing this weekend was. It was sheer perfection. The weather. The food. The ice cream. The people. Le sigh. I'll just let the pictures do the talking.

Helping his cousin with his binky.

The perfect morning.
Yes, I'm still in my jammies.
And so is Samuel. So there.

"Baby Sam-e-oh, wook at my car!"

I die from the cuteness of this.

Snuggle buddies.
Fun fact: they will have matching jammies
for our weekend at Grammi & Poppi's house.

Such a happy boy!

I know, I know, I know. It was amazing. We had such fun and I was wickedly depressed to have to come to work today. The light at the end of the tunnel is that I will see them again on Thursday evening!

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Dear Thursday: please end.

Because when Thursday is over, that means that it's Friday, which also means that it is the DAY MY SISTER FINALLY CARTS HER ARSE BACK TO MICHIGAN. Oh, and she's also bringing her handsome hubby & that sweet little chubby-cheeked nephew of mine.

But really? It's all about the sister. Like, GET. HERE. NOW.

Those of you with a sister get me. And those with a sister living practically on the other side of the Moon (which is just due east of Connecticut) totally get me. I'll probably never be ok with the fact that she lives in CT nor will I ever get used to these once-a-year-and-every-other-year-at-Christmas visits, but I will cherish them when they come.

And Friday? It's COMING.

Look out, Detroit. This crazy duo is getting all sorts of reunited.

And before my phone starts blowing up with texts from the self-proclaimed "forgotten child" Kyle, you know I love you dearly. And also? Thank you for living in Michigan so I can see your face any time I want. Don't tell Kelli and the others (hey, they might be out there), but you're you're my favorite on Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and every other Sunday.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Potty talk.

Methinks it's that time...

Alex has been repeatedly asking to go "poo poo on the potty." And the one time I actually buckled down and took him seriously, he had already gone in his diaper. (Bad Mom.)

I figure since he's asking, I should take advantage and do something about it. But I'm completely out of my element, here. Bottles, cereal, diapers, baths, swimming, bugs...all of these things I can do. But bodily fluids of the pee and poo form and me aren'tsomuch bffs. (Remind me to tell you the one about Alex vomming down my shirt at a local Chili's.)

I digress. I need to make a potty purchase, and I need some guidance. What works best? Those little mini-seat rings that you put over the real toilet? The little mini-potties? A hole in the backyard?

And also, where do I buy a hazmat suit?

Friday, June 17, 2011

You've got a friend in me.

Today was "Bring a Friend" day at Aunt Jane's Daycare. We talked about it extensively this morning and Alex narrowed it down to about 82 toys/stuffed things that he so gently lined along the couch. (He has a thing for lining things up. It's weird.)

His final two selections were a 3 foot "fi-oh-twuck" and a dog aptly named "Puppy Dog." Call me a horrible Mom, but for nothing other than logistics, I devilishly convinced him the dog was the better choice.

And off we went.

Gah! I can't even stand how cute he is. And please don't judge the up-to-his-knees-grandpa crew socks. All of the anklets are dirty, and laundry is currently below the bottom of my 'to do' list.

Have a kickin' weekend, my friends. As for me, I'm goin' in a hot air balloon ride!! Pics next week.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Not your typical lunch hour.

Joe and I unexpectedly headed home at lunch today to dig up and replant all our flowers to make room for a new driveway.

Exhibit A:

You see, the crew was already at our house working on the sidewalk (city repairs) and Joe called the company on a whim to see what they would quote us on a whole new driveway. You know, the whole "Well, you're already here and working so why don't you cut me a deal?" schpeal.

Well, it worked. They gave us a GREAT price to redo the whole thing, but wanted to prep it TODAY. And prepping involved us coming home and taking out/replanting all my paver stone flower boxes (along the side AND back of the house) with a large impatient and hosta investment OR them just digging it all up and tossing it out.

Obviously, we went home.

Sorry to everyone in my 2 p.m. meeting. I will probably be stinky. On the bright side, I will have a new driveway.

And Alex's freak is totally going to be freaked. There is a "twack-toe" in his OWN yard. Chance of squealing and excessive shaking is abnormally high.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Marching to the beat of his own drum.

While the other munchkins at daycare are swimming in the pool and playing with balls, my kid is "watt-oh-ing the gow-den."

He's a delight.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Wheeling and dealing.

In the spirit of saving moo-lah, I'm delighted to report that one of today's Detroit Groupons is $10 for $20 worth of apparel at Old Navy! That's 50% off, baby! I can get Alex all sorts of delightful summer clothing that he will likely destroy in a millisecond over spaghetti dinner and a mere 10 minutes in his sandbox, without feeling the Mommy guilt of a high price tag. And I'll probably get myself something, too...let's be honest.

The good news? You don't have to be from Detroit to use it! You can purchase it and use it at any Old Navy in the country. Keep in mind it expires July 30.

Head on over to Groupon to snag your deal - remember it's only up for 24 hours.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

It's not just a river in Egypt.

I have absolutely nothing for today's post except a tall glass of denial with a side of no seriously, when did this happen?

Does he look 17, or is it just me? I can't even stand it...

And yes, he's riding the penny pony at Meijer.