our weekend

Hey y’all! I’m running off four and a half hours of sleep and a large cup of coffee this morning. This whole being an adult thing is kicking my butt. I’m sure most of you are thinking, “well you shouldn’t have had a baby if you weren’t ready for sleepless nights” and my response to that is ha! The baby went to bed at 8 and slept soundly. It’s this moving business that’s keeping the hubs and I up late late late.

We left Friday night for another weekend of working on the Irmo house. I honestly don’t know how we would have moved out in time if we had to sell the house or already had renters lined up. We keep thinking our to-do list isn’t that bad and yet there’s still stuff left to do!

Some things we accomplished this weekend:

• paint the garage {hubs}
• clean the back porch {me}
• paint the nursery ceiling and walls {hubs} {no more circus nursery boohoo}
•  rehang ceiling fans in nursery and living room {hubs}
• mount microwave {hubs} {but I helped put in the screws!}
• scrub all three bathrooms {me}
• clean carpet {me} {our cats don’t like change and started peeing on the carpet as soon as they saw the moving boxes} {two jugs of vinegar and two sam’s club sized bags of baking soda later, I’m making headway but it’s still a work in progress}
• mow grass {hubs}
• fix light switch fiasco in dining room {hubs} {we found out that a three way switch would actually turn off the power to multiple outlets if we turned the light on with one, but turned it off with another}
• pack up tools, paint supplies, and cleaning supplies in kitchen then clean counter tops and floors {me}
• clean up yard and load things on trailers such as 4-wheeler, mopeds, air compressors, etc. {hubs}
• lay down grass seed over dirt that filled in pool hole {hubs}

As you can see from the list, the hubs did so much more than I did. He deserves an award, a gold medal, or at least a giant milkshake! We didn't get back to Spartanburg until 12:20 am and then still had to unload the cars, get the baby inside, get my bags ready for work the next day, and the hubs needed to shower. We both fell into bed at 1:30 in the morning. 

I was going to fuss about how tired I am and how ready I am for all the moving and unpacking to be finished {and I am!} but in the middle of writing this post I received news that my previous place of work will be shutting its doors at the end of the year. I am blessed. If we had not moved I would be faced with being laid off at the end of the year. So in the midst of all our crazy, God has blessed us. 

He revealed part of His plan for our little family and now all I can be is grateful. 

five friday confessions

• I'm cutting Quinn's hair this weekend and I feel like I'm somehow supposed to be emotional about this, but I'm not. Not at all.
• I didn't want Quinn's red hair to "stick" at first and was hoping it would change to blonde or brunette, but now I can't imagine it being any other color. I love my ginger baby and I want it to stay!
• When people talk politics on Facebook it makes me really uncomfortable, but at the same time I also enjoy stirring the pot.
• The hubs and I have developed an odd assortment of phrases between the two of us. Some examples:
• pumpkin time - normally 10 o'clock or whenever I decide that it's time for me to go to bed before I turn back into a pumpkin
• man nails - I tell the hubs he has man nails when they are too long and need to be cut
• I'm a new woman - I declare I'm a new woman when I shave my legs
• Cafeteria style restaurants make me panic. The thought of having to chose food while others pile in line behind me is just too much pressure! I like to be able to sit, look at a menu, and then tell the waitress what I'd like when she comes back to the table.

booties

After a very stressful day and a half {where we weren't sure if we'd be able to close on Friday because of a paperwork situation}, we finally moved into our new house in Spartanburg. With the help of some amazing friends, my wonderful parents, and a husband who practically pre-loaded about 80% of it all the night before, we were able to get all of our belongings into the house on Saturday.

The mess...

The stuff...

The boxes...

Good lord it's everywhere! We are quickly realizing that we might have to give up some furniture pieces because it's looking like it might not all fit! With this move we finally have all of the furniture I inherited from my grandparents' farmhouse. I didn't realize/forgot just exactly what we had. They are all beautiful pieces so figuring out how to make it work has been a challenge.

The other night the hubs and I did some rearranging in our bedroom. We now have my grandparents' matching set of chest of drawers {chests of drawers?} plus a dresser that matches my great-grandmother's mirrored vanity all in our room. As I laid in bed last night I kept thinking to myself, "that used to be the bootie drawer."

Booties

They're a memory from my childhood that seemed so normal at the time, but looking back now makes me laugh.

Whenever I would visit my grandparents' house I would always want to take my shoes off. Memere (my grandmother) would insist that if I'm not going to wear shoes then I needed to go to her dresser and pull out a pair of booties from the drawer. They were nothing more than thick fuzzy socks, some with the grippy bottoms so you couldn't slide on the hardwood floors. I always dug around for the ones without the grippies so I could "skate" around the house. She didn't want the bottoms of my socks getting dirty, hence the booties.

As I pulled open the drawer to put my own things inside, my heart fluttered a bit hoping I would see it already filled with booties.

I miss her so much.

Instead I found two pairs of lace gloves, a potpourri packet, a postcard, three pairs of white dress socks, and a palm cross from palm Sunday and I had to laugh.

Damn that woman was a pack rat.

tips and tricks: the passy

I'm linking up again with Meagan for Tips and Tricks Tuesdays for Moms. The theme seems to be swimming and swim lessons, but Quinn hasn't started yet so I don't really have any tips for that ha!

Instead I'm going to tell y'all about a little trick I figured out one day. Quinn has hit a stage that when he gets over-tired and starts crying, not much seems to comfort him. I know deep down that if I can get him to take the pacifier, it will sooth him and he will fall right asleep. The trick is getting him to stop crying long enough to start sucking on the pacifier. 

After trying and trying for a good ten minutes I had a thought. If I could put something on the end of the pacifier that he would taste, maybe it would get him to stop crying and start sucking! I wet the very end and dip it in the tiniest amount of sugar. Honestly it's such a small amount you can barely see it, but when it touches his tongue the sweetness distracts him just enough so he'll take the passy and finally calm down. 

I've even carried a couple of restaurant style packets of sugar in my purse so I can perform this trick on the go. Works like a charm!

five friday confessions

• I've always been paranoid about being the "new annoying girl who tries too hard" and with all of the new situations going on {new job, new town, new people} I'm constantly beating myself up over what I say and do and imagine everyone is judging me.
• I keep eating dessert-like things for breakfast {really in addition to my breakfast because I eat that too}. Oatmeal cream pie with my coffee? Sure, why not! It starts with the word oatmeal...
• I have lost all interest in decorating the new house now. All of a sudden it feels so... overwhelming.
• I keep stalking groupon and livingsocial for another deal on pictures. I really want to have 9 month pictures taken of Quinn and you just can't beat their $18 package specials!
• I want to start planning Quinn's first birthday party. Yes, I'm that mom.

for your viewing pleasure

Quinn is eight months old

Dear Quinn,

We have survived another month ha! With all of the changes going on around you, you have done wonderfully and adapted quite well. This Friday will be another big change as we move into our new house {and get you back in your own nursery}!

You must be a growing boy because we've added another round of solids after your 9 o'clock bottle. We added blueberries, strawberries, pineapple, and mango to your food list. Mama really needs to start balancing out all of the fruit with some veggies! The plan is to try roasted cauliflower and green beans next.

We introduced you to Gerber puffs and while you weren't sure at first, they are quickly becoming your favorite. I think you like they way they seem to melt in your mouth. We are still working on you being able to pick them up and put them in your mouth on your own, but you are very very close!

Same clothes size as last month although you certainly look bigger to me. You are on the medium snap length in your cloth diapers with two snap rows open around your tummy. The diapers have been going just fine and I'm happy to report no extreme blowouts or diaper rashes! More and more of mama and daddy's friends are going to use cloth diapers on their babies. You are a trend setter little boy!

Your bedtime is still 8 o'clock and you sleep until 6:30-7 in the morning. You take one really good nap after your 12 o'clock feeding and normally don't wake up until your 3 o'clock feeding. This makes it a little hard to go do things because most of our friends would love to see you in the afternoons, but I know you are much happier when you get your nap so we do our best to make sure you can sleep the whole time.

You are so close to crawling! You have started to army crawl a bit and something that I can only describe as doing the worm. You push up on your hands and rock up and down trying to scoot closer to whatever toy is out of your reach. Daddy has been out of town this past week and he told me you aren't allowed to crawl without him there to see so hold off just a little while longer!

The days of sitting in the bumbo are numbered! You have taught yourself to dig in your heals and move the entire bumbo backwards. I'm not sure where you think you're going, but you want to get there by any means possible! Once we get into the new house, dinner time will be in your high chair instead. You shouldn't be able to get into too much trouble there ha!

The kitties have finally realized you aren't going anywhere. Both Sophia and Waldo have even let you "pet" them before. They will walk up next to you and you grab their fur haha. I make sure you are gentle though. I'm sure they'd like to snuggle next to you in your crib if I let them!

Daddy and I love you to the moon and back. You are such a blessing in our lives.

Love,
Mama

what's the 411?

Today I decided to link up with From Mrs. to Mama for a little blogging 411. She came up with a list of fun questions for us to answer. Feel free to link up and play along!

1. How long have you been blogging? And what got you started on blogging? Has your blog changed?
I started blogging at the end of 2008. A friend of mine introduced me to a blog called Blue-Eyed Bride and I became hooked. I guess my blog has changed in the fact that I am now a mama so most would consider my blog a "mommy blog." Truthfully, I'm still trying to figure out what I want my blog to be. 

2. Did you go to college? If so where, and what did you study?
I went to Clemson and received a Bachelor of Science in Graphic Communications, which basically boils down to: I have a degree in printing. Clemson is where I met the hubs, first through Tiger Band and then later we realized we were both GC majors. I call him a print nerd because, well, he is one. He calls our degree smearing pretty chemicals on crushed trees. See - total nerd.

3. Where have you traveled?
The only time I went out of the country was on a spring break trip to Cabo with my girl friend Candie. Good Lord that was an adventure. Remind me to tell y'all the story some time. 


Otherwise my travel has all been in the states including: 
numerous trips to New Hampshire camping with my family {I miss Moose Hillock Campground} {possibly Vermont as well?}
Hershey Park in PA
different beaches in South Carolina
the mountains of NC as well as New Bern to visit the hubs' family
trips to Florida to visit my aunt and uncle along with a couple bowl trips for Tiger band
Kentucky for a bowl trip
Vegas for our honeymoon
a road trip {by myself} to Dallas for a summer internship
Lynchburg, VA to visit the hubs family
Fort Wayne, IN when the hubs {briefly} resided there {we were only dating at the time}
the bestie lives outside of Atlanta
Charlotte for a couple of trips to the airport and to watch my very first All Star Nascar race
{I'm sure they might be a couple places I'm missing, but that's enough of a list}

4. If you won the lottery, what would be the first thing you would buy?
Obviously I would plan to pay off all of our debt first, but the first thing I would buy would be a beach house on Isle of Palms. It's on my 30 before 30 list but if I won the lottery I'd definitely be picking something a bit fancier if you will.

5. What are your 3 biggest pet peeves?
Oh I like this one! One: leaving the toilet lid up! Not just the toilet seat, the actual cover. Hate. Two: When someone says 'cent' instead of 'cents'. It would be one cent or fifty cents, not fifty cent {he's a rapper} {cringe}. Three: The hubs' basket. Good gracious I wish I had never given him that thing in the first place. I let him have a basket to put his wallet, sunglasses, and keys. It is always overflowing with junk!  


6. What is your favorite movie?
Don't laugh but Pillow Talk with Dorris Day has to be one of my all time favorites. It's the original You've Got Mail. I also love White Christmas. I'm a sucker for old movies that include song and dance.

7. What is your drink of choice; wine, beer, or liquor. Or Water, Soda, Tea?
I would have to say wine, but I'm really only a social drinker. My everyday drink would be water.

8. What is something you enjoy to do when you have me time?
Gosh I haven't had me time is such a while. I love to do crafty things. I scrapbook, sew, and have an embroidery machine. It feels so rewarding to make it myself. 

9. If you could have a $10,000 shopping spree to one store, which store would it be?
This may seem silly, but I would have to say Belk. It's a department store but it's my favorite. Great cloths, pretty home goods, cute baby things. I would be able to get a little bit of everything!

10. Share with us an embarrassing moment of your past? Or present.
Oh my. I'll tell y'all one of my husband's favorites. 


We were driving from Columbia to Clemson for a football weekend I'm sure and we passed a gas station that had their pricing sign way up high in the air so you can see it from the interstate. I kept staring at it as it came closer and closer and then said out loud, "Gee they really can't decide which price to put up on their sign. The price keeps changing!" The hubs just looked at me in disbelieve. 


It was one of those signs that flashes back and forth for the cash price and the credit price. Oops. Now he loves to point out every flashing sign and declare, "Gee they can't make up their mind!"

11. What day would you love to relive again?
I would love to relive a certain day at band practice my senior year in high school. My coach was awful {he was later fired} and giving me a particularly hard time that day. I just wish I had told him where to shove it and left. We ended up having an awful season, not even qualifying for state, so I felt like it was a huge waste of time to be so miserable. 

12. If your life was turned into a movie... what actor would play you?
This one is tough. Can I say Emma Stone just because I think she's really pretty?

13. What are the jobs you had in high school/college/the early years?
In high school I worked at Food Lion as a cashier for about two weeks, in a sandwich shop called Jo-Jo's Deli, at a Blimpie/TCBY counter in a gas station, and at American Eagle in the mall. I was very fortunate that I never had to work during college except for my two mandatory internships.

14. Show us a picture from high school or college.
Our house is currently all packed ready for the move this Friday, so I don't have any high school photos available. Y'all will have to accept this picture from my freshman year in college instead.

15. If you could travel anywhere in the world, all expenses paid, where would you go?
As cliche as it sounds, Paris. It looks so dreamy in pictures.

16. Show us the most current picture of you or you and your family.

17. Where do you see your life 5 years from now?
I see us as a family of four living out our day to day. I really don't have any career goals so I'll be in the same job and we'll be in the same house. Nothing too exciting, just happy.

hidden blessings

I believe the bumper on my Highlander is cursed. It's been replaced once before and now it needs to be replaced again....sigh.

I've managed to back into a light pole {that's what caused the first replacement}, back into a brick wall, back into another car that was directly behind me, and just recently back into another car that was backing up the same time as I was. Ok so maybe it isn't so much the bumper being cursed as it is the fact that I just stink at backing up.

After this last mishap, I was planning on having the bumper replaced {again} but I have a $500 deductible so it was going to have to wait until after we moved into the new house.

We have been staying with our friend Molly until we can close on the new house and she has a roommate. The other night her roommate accidentally backed into my car. This is where the hidden blessing comes into play. She just happened to back into the part of the bumper that was already dented. Now instead of me having to pay the $500 deductible to have it fixed, her insurance will cover everything.

I've never been happier to hear my car was hit! Hidden blessings, y'all. Hidden blessings.

blogging peer pressure

Today I am really struggling with why I blog. I know why I say I blog, to keep my family and friends in the loop on what's happening in our lives. Nearly all of my posts are short little recaps of daily happenings. I post pictures of my baby and family events or funny little stories. There's nothing extremely major or deep on here.

BUT!

But if I sit here and be completely honest with myself, am I really posting just for family and friends? The answer would be no. I like the attention. I like when I receive a comment, a like on facebook, or a mention on twitter. I'm being recognized, validated somehow.

Going back to middle school and high school years I kept a diary. I wasn't keeping it just for me even back then. I was hoping somehow someone would find it and start the conversation which would allow me to talk about myself.

The reason I passed notes with my best friend about my crush was in hopes that he would somehow intercept and exclaim, "oh I like you too!"

Are secrets really said so that they remain secret?

I've jumped on another bandwagon {so to speak} recently. Shereadstruth has been going around the blogging community. It's about reading the Bible together, discussing it together, and becoming closer to God together.

I somehow feel guilty about this. That, again, I'm only doing it so I can be recognized and that is the most awful reason to want to be closer to God. Then yesterdays verse hit me like a ton of bricks.

"And when thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the hypocrites are: for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward. But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly."
- Matthew 6:5-6

I need to be doing things because I really want to, no other reason. We all really should be living our lives that way. We all should be following our dreams because it makes our hearts happy.

I may seem like a hypocrite for even posting this, but it's what's on my mind right now and that's what I want to blog about.

And a picture of my baby because I always want to blog about my sweet boy.

five friday confessions

• If you looked in my weekly lunch box you would think I accidentally picked up a six-year-old's bag instead of mine. Fruit snacks, string cheese, peanut butter and jelly...I eat like a little kid.
• I don't know if I'll ever feel comfortable calling the upstate "home". To me, home will always be where my parents are.
• I feel depressed that we don't have a beach trip to look forward to and I resent the hubs' new job for taking it away.
• I told the hubs that I keep picturing our life with three babies and not just the two we originally said we'd have. I've lost it.
• Since we have Clemson football season tickets this year, I've already begun my hunt for game day dresses. I will be dressing up for the games this year.

blueberries!!

Last night Quinn tried blueberries for the first time. Every time I give him something new it just cracks me up. He'll taste it, make the funniest expression, and shake his head like he just swallowed a bug. Blueberries were no different. I ended up adding some yogurt and bananas to the mix but he was still a little unsure of the new taste.

Of course he ended up a pretty purple/blue color from ear to ear. Trying to get anything in his mouth is quite the challenge these days. He whips around and wants to grab the spoon to "help." I'm thinking next time he might be eating blueberries in just a diaper ha!

a little bit of yankee, a little bit of y'all

If you don't already know, I lived in Massachusetts until I was 14 when my parents moved my little brother and me down south to South Carolina. You could say it was a bit of a culture shock, but most things were a welcomed change. There's a lot I love about the southern way and there are still some yankee tendencies that I will never let go of I'm sure.

Yes ma'am, no ma'am
Yes sir, no sir
I was thoroughly confused by this one at first. I will always remember my first day at my new high school when a teacher asked me a question. I politely answered "yes" and was met with the most offended, glaring expression. She muttered, "excuse me??" and all I could do was blink. That was when I was given my first lesson of, "I don't know what you yankees do, but down here we show respect and say 'yes ma'am'.". Yes ma'am.

Now I say ma'am and sir on a regular basis. Doesn't matter how old you are or your relationship to me, I will always use it for fear of another mishap. The hubs and I are raising Quinn to say it as well. He will also call our friends Miss Jessica and Mr. Bryan.

Grits
I just...no. I can't do it. I cannot eat something that tastes just like it sounds. I'll forever and always be an oatmeal girl.

Dressing up for football games
Love it! I love any excuse to look cute but I'll be completely honest, I don't always follow through. The beginning of football season in the south {and sometimes the entire season} is just so dang hot. I will throw on a pair of shorts and Clemson tee and just call it a day.

Ketchup on eggs
The hubs *hates* when I do this. It totally grosses him out and he has started threatening that I better not teach Quinn "that disgusting habit" haha. Sorry I'm not sorry and I'll never ever stop. Eggs without ketchup gross me out.

Bubbles, john johns, longalls, rompers, etc.
Southern women know how to dress their babies!

Water bubbler
Y'all would call it a water fountain. I don't know how many confused looks I've received when I've mentioned a bubbler but I just can't seem to break the habit and switch to fountain.

Monogrammed everything
I purchased my own embroidery machine just so I could indulge in this southern habit. If I can add a monogram, oh you bet I will.

Aunt vs. Ant
There's a u in the word aunt for a reason ha! I just cannot call someone 'Ant Judy.' It really makes my skin crawl {because an ant is a bug!}.

The list of yankee likes is fairly small compared to my now southern tendencies. I love sweet tea and wearing pearls with jeans. I love seersucker and camo on guys. Clemson is a way of life and tailgating can be done for any event. So at what point would I be considered a southerner and not just a displaced yankee?

tips and tricks: bath time

Today I'm linking up with Meagan for Tips and Tricks Tuesdays for Moms. I haven't been a mama for very long, but I'm slowly starting to pick up on some tricks that make our life just a little bit easier.

Lucky for me, Quinn loves bath time. He giggles and splashes and just generally enjoys the water. Trying to scrub him down is always a challenge because he squirms all over the place and I end up covered in water myself.

My biggest problem was the wash cloth. I could never get the baby shampoo to suds up on the cloth and I just didn't feel like I was getting Quinn clean. I would keep adding shampoo until I got some suds which meant I was blowing through a large bottle entirely too fast.

Enter the bath puff. I wish I had thought of it sooner! It makes complete sense to me now to use it on Quinn. The puff is soft and you only have to add a tiny drop of shampoo on it and end up with a really bubbly bath. Quinn giggles the entire time I scrub him down. Bonus: I don't have to add a wash cloth to the laundry pile every night. So simple!

We picked one up at Walmart that has a monkey on it for just a couple dollars. Hope my tip helps another mama out there!

water baby

Since the 4th fell on a Wednesday this year, we had a mini celebration with my family the Saturday before. We decided to take Quinn out to see the fireworks and just see what would happen. There was always a chance that he would freak out and we'd be stuck, but thankfully he loved it.

just chilling out

cool like daddy

I love his patriotic swim trunks and tee

It was really hot that night so we stripped him down to his diaper while we watched the show. You can see how pale my little ginger is compared to my very tan mother ha!

On Tuesday after work, we headed to the hubs' sister's house and spent the night and all day Wednesday there. We took out boat out on Lake Hartwell and enjoyed spending time with his family.

I can't believe Eric is about to be four. He looks so grown in this picture.

Quinn loved just floating around

daddy's first mate

even though we were only out for a couple hours, both babies passed out on Kathy on the way home

We've been so busy with the move and getting our old house packed that it was so nice just to take a day off. We haven't been able to enjoy the summer at all. I hope after we move {two weeks!!} we'll be able to relax some and go out on the boat a bit more before the summer is over.

lost in the moment

I know I mention it with every monthly post, but time is rushing past me. My sweet little baby is changing before my very eyes and I don't want to miss a moment. It feels so unfair that I have to give up any time with him, but such is life.

We've all settled into a pretty good routine around here. Once we get home from work and daycare I feed my little guppy some solids and then head back to a quiet room to nurse him. We sit in complete silence with a dim light on so Quinn doesn't become distracted.

Lately he has been falling asleep after this nursing session {I assume from all the fun at daycare} and I can't help but just soak in the moment. I sit there with him fast asleep across my lap and memorize every little thing I can.

I don't want to forget.

I don't want to forget the color of his beautiful red hair that changes from strawberry blonde to auburn and everything in-between depending on the light; how he already has a cowlick that swoops to the left above his left eye.

Or the way his perfectly pink lips pucker every so slightly with his bottom lip protruding just a bit more than his top and his wonderfully chubby cheeks that he gets from me.

I don't want to forget how soft his pale pink skin feels or how his toes curl just a bit.

I sit there watching the rise and fall of his chest, his complete relaxation, and I can't stop myself from holding his tiny hands in mine.

I truly become lost in the moment. The mile long list of to-dos completely escapes from my mind and I just enjoy the now. When he's grown I want to be able to always remember.

Before I even realize how much time has passed, Quinn stirs and flashes a big smile up at me. The moment has passed and we continue on with our evening cooking dinner, folding laundry, and playing some flying baby.

30 before 30

{I've been working on this post since February. Who knew it was so hard to think of thirty things I wanted to do?}

1. Have 2nd baby.
2. Get current with scrapbooking. I'm working on 2010 right now {and by working I mean that's where I stopped right before I had Quinn...}.
3. Get 2nd holes pierced in my ears. I want to be able to wear the diamond studs the hubs gave me everyday.
4. Establish a workout routine.
5. No credit card debt.
6. Visit five new places.
7. Read the Bible.
8. Own a beach house or have an awesome rental.
9. Join Junior League.
10. Maintain a size 8 figure {almost there already!}.
11. Sew ten projects for me.
12. Create the perfect craft room {I feel like this will be an always ongoing project..}.
13. Host a fancy dinner party using our wedding china.
14. Read 30 books.
15. Find a church we love.
16. Visit my great-grandfather's grave at Arlington.
17. Go out on the Sky Walk at the Grande Canyon.
18. Start a college savings account for Quinn.
19. Have a family portrait taken every year {we already have a session scheduled for this year with my fav girl, Erica!}.
20. Create five family traditions that we repeat yearly.
21. Start a prayer journal.
22. Start a vegetable garden.
23. Visit Yellow Stone.
24. Establish a yearly party {4th of July maybe?}.
25. Bake a cake from scratch.
26. Get my concealed weapons permit.
27. Catalog our Christmas ornaments.
28. Learn how to can the vegetables from our garden.
29. Learn how to crochet.
30. Find my signature drink.

What's on your list?

five friday confessions

• I am entirely too worried about picking wall colors for the new house. I think about it all! the! time! and I'm about to make specific boards on pinterest just to indulge in the obsession a bit more.
• Along the same lines, I'm also becoming obsessed with making the new house the most organized house ever. Closet space is limited and I must make use of every square inch! 
• I want my life mantra to be "Life is short. Buy the shoes." but I'm too responsible to follow through with it.
• Sleep deprivation makes me think angry thoughts when my child wakes up for the second {third?} time in the middle of the night. Seriously, why must you wake up again??!
• I replay conversations in my head and beat myself up for the way I say things. Just last night I determined I didn't like the way I said goodnight to the hubs {I was a bit cranky} so I went back out into the living room for an I-love-you do over.