worker's comp

i have come to realize that SAHMs need worker's comp.  i mean, there are many hazardous duties involved with raising children.  well, one child.  one very active child. 

take, for example, changing crib sheets.  seriously.  this is not an easy task.  do you take the mattress completely out of the crib (which involves removing bumper pads)?  do you leave the mattress in?  i've attempted both ways.  many times.  and, really, any way you cut it, the work is simply back-breaking.

especially if you are attempting to stretch a "cheaper" sheet over the mattress.  you know those 2/$5.00 sheets you buy as "back ups" for times when the good sheets are dirty.  here's a thought: the 2/$5.00 packages should come with an ice pack and instructions "for use on aching body after applying sheet to mattress".  because, really, without the ice pack...you're just getting a bargain of a backache. 

peanut butter twix

i have rediscovered one of God's greatest inventions - the peanut butter twix.  i have a thing for sweet treats...and i've loved the peanut butter twix since childhood.  or maybe it was teen-hood. either way, they were taken off the market for quite some time, but i never forgot them.  i cannot tell you how many times i've longed for a peanut butter twix.  and the candy gods must have heard my internal pleas because i recently found them again as i was standing in the checkout line at target.  the cashier must have thought i'd found a long-lost friend.  the excitement was not containable.  jer was with me.  he was simply shaking his head in disbelief. i mean, how is it possible that someone can get so emotional about chocolate?!  

thanks be to my sweet grandma gladys for getting me hooked on these delicious treats.  just one of her many idiosyncrasies (of which, i will have to devote an entire post)...grandma gladys always seemed to have peanut butter twix on hand when we came to visit.  or she would give me a box for christmas.  yes...as a christmas present.  as i said, that subject will take a completely different post. 

back on to the important stuff....i know many famous/historical duos - batman & robin, mary & joseph, bonnie & clyde, ricky & lucy, tom & jerry.  and i've experienced some seriously great food duos - coffee & cream, french fries & ketchup, pizza & beer (that was jer's suggestion).  but i cannot think of a better duo - the pairing to beat all pairings - than chocolate & peanut butter.

enough said. 

by the way, the "new" peanut butter twix has a "cooler" package and a "hipper" name - twix p.b. and they changed the original blonde wafer to a chocolate one.  still tastes amazing, but the original was perfect as it was.  no need to mess with a good thing, people. 

ch-ch-ch-changes

i don't think i adjust well to change.  interesting that i've come to this conclusion because i've always considered myself quite mercurial. whether it's in a nightclub with a rock & roll band or in a 6th-grade girls bible study...whether in corporate america or at home...whether schmoozing with big wigs in vail or serving dinner to the homeless in a soup kitchen - i can adapt to most environments.  i get along with, pretty much, everyone.  i actually ENJOY different personalities and perspectives.  so, yes, that's me...super rachel...able to leap tall buildings in a single bound.

however...life changes are a different story.  i'm talking about those major transitions that, actually, change your life.  thus, you must change along with them.  sure, most of the time, you have a choice about the impending change.  getting married.  moving to a new city. having a baby. leaving the workforce.  but, even though you made a decision to make a change, the actually changing takes time.

i should have realized my issues with change years ago!  leaving my stable, happy life in bartlesville and getting married, moving to denver, starting a new job, finding a new church, making new friends (all at once!)....well, it put me in a tailspin.  my poor husband.  it wasn't much fun for him to go to bed with a newlywed wife who cried herself to sleep each night.  i am so very blessed that he was so immensely supportive!  it took a good six months to become acquainted and adjusted to my new life.    

this most recent change (staying home full-time) doesn't seem like that big a deal.  i love being with harrison!  and i love being at home! but, still, i'm beginning to notice some "symptoms" of the "life-change blues".  for example, i haven't made a home-cooked meal in weeks. i've been sleeping 10 hours at night and still feel tired during the day (is it possible to get too much sleep?).  i am not keeping the house as clean as i normally do.  i dropped out of my college class because i just couldn't motivate myself to complete it.  i haven't blogged in what seems like a LONG time.  

it's just those little differences that are whispering to me, "you're not quite yourself right now". 

i guess it is good that i'm now noticing these things and can work on them.  isn't acceptance the first step in any recovery program?  so...i accept my difficulties with change.  but i'm also going to cut myself some slack and allow myself the time to "get back to normal". whatever my new normal may be....

happy harrison

i have been uninspired lately - or so it seems - and, therefore, have not documented any recent happenings in an online blog where people can actually read about the grave boringness of my...well, my daily life. sigh.

so, instead, i'll post a picture of the happy boy who, hopefully, will not grow up to think his mother is a terrible bore! : )

happy st. patrick's day

hope you don't get pinched! (did everyone grow up with that "tradition"? that you have to wear green on st. patty's day or risk bodily harm.)

we woke up to snow this morning. i love the snow. it's fresh, clean, and so very peaceful. it makes everything more quiet...insulated.

i can cherish the positive attributes of snow because i do not have to venture out in it. i can stay in my flannel pajamas all day, cuddle up with my sweet boy, and claim a special day for staying inside.

this way, i won't run the risk of getting pinched!

daddy's boy

my son is a natural at computers. we did not position his little hands for this photo. somehow, he just knows what to do. he takes after his father - the IT networking guy - who can work with computers all day long at the office and then come home and sit in front of one all night long. all i have to say about that is, "stop the insanity!"

but, please notice, we only use Mac at home - that's MY influence! : )

clearly i am a blogging ignoramus

question: how do i know if someone comments on one of my old posts? is there some kind of setting i need to adjust?  or do i just have to keep checking back (which would be a bit insane)?

and if i comment on someone else's blog, and they comment back, do i have to REMEMBER to go back and see if they commented back??  i mean, i can't even remember to brush my teeth some days!  (well, that is a bit of a stretch...but you understand).

HELP ME!  (but please do so in a nice, non-sarcastic way...my blogging ego is very fragile at the moment).