- Turk is currently barking at every firework.
- Blogging has changed. Or maybe just my own little blogging community has changed. Or maybe nothing’s changed and I’ve just gotten really bored and boring. Either way, I blame Facebook. It has made everyone lazier online. For some reason, Facebook just gets under my skin every time I log in and I almost always end up irritated and annoyed for one reason or another. I hate that I can’t bring myself to quit because that’s what people do instead of blogging these days, even though the amount of Facebook profiles that I would actually miss is miniscule.
- I am so unbelievably congested that my head feels like it’s filled with cotton, I keep getting really dizzy, and I can barely hold a conversation.
- This week has been total crap, except for the time I spent with friends. I have some really awesome friends. I’ve felt like crap and have had a horrible attitude about everything and everyone. I can always tell I’m getting into a funk when reality TV starts becoming an embarrassingly high priority in my day.
- This little girl is intensely fighting every nap and bedtime. Also, it’s official: she hates baby food. I’m lucky if I get her to eat half a container of baby food in a day. She did, however, drink a little bit of water from a sippy cup and seemed to think that was pretty cool.
- Dog training starts Tuesday, woo hoo!
- I also have a dermatologist appointment this week that I’ve been waiting three — yes, THREE — months for.
- I feel completely bored and uninspired lately. I don’t feel like doing anything. And I really do mean anything. I’m beginning to understand Frances McDormand’s character in Friends With Money (one of my favorite movies ever but no one’s seen) when she stops washing her hair because she’ll just have to do it again the next day. No, I haven’t stopped showering or washing my hair but it has taken some real effort to do so every day this last week.
- I cannot stop eating this week either. The amount of calories I’ve consumed each day is unreal. The amount of pounds I’ve gained? Negative one. I don’t get it, but I’m not complaining.
- I have become very, very sensitive to sounds over the last several months. Justin went around and WD-40′ed several of the doors because every time they squeaked, I cringed in agony and felt like throwing things. Ankles popping pisses me off beyond belief. Turk’s barking pushes me over the edge. Any kind of accidental or unwanted sounds have become nails on a chalkboard for me.
- I’m still loving my Dyson. I vacuum for fun now, just because it’s still so exciting that it actually vacuums.
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I love how #9 totally contradicts my last post. See? Easier said than done not to care or focus too much on that crap.
Ha ha, i read the posts out of order and had a laugh about #9 as well.
i finally saw friends with money a couple weeks ago
It’s all the baby. When things are funky in that the department (esp. with the sleeping – ack!), everything ticks you off (or at least that seems to be the case for me).
The sleep fighting and refusing the baby food is all part of her developing an opinion. Hopefully, she’ll get over it quick. I always obsessed about trying to get mine to eat baby food, neither really ever went for it and eventually it’s just easier to give them “people food” and they tend to like it more anyway.
I hate the sound of that dogs’ nails on our “wood” floors, drives me INSANE! And the barking . . . which makes me hate the biannual fireworks.
If you want to come vacuum my house for fun, just gimme a call.
I’m so confused about this eating thing. I’m trying to go off the labels on the baby food, like sitting, crawling, etc. She won’t eat the sitting food, and she’s not crawling with her tummy off the ground, so I can’t give her that stuff. Then my book says something else — they seem to be saying it’s okay to give her small pieces of bread and crackers at this point. I don’t know what to do, but I’m scared to death of giving her something that’s going to make her choke, so right now I’ve only tried baby food.
The labels are crap. Have you tried puffs or “crunchies”? They dissolve. Almost all of the babies I know have gone nuts for those damn things and it’s a good cranky baby distraction. Yogurt was a winner for mine too. YoBaby. I tried to avoid eggs, nuts and lots of sugar (aka juice) like a good mom, but breaking the cowmilk rule with yogurt was brilliant. And, I didn’t feel so bad about switching straight to whole milk when I weaned at a year, neither ever got formula. Free to cheap that’s the way to go.
I think you are the opposite of me, I get in a funk the second half of winter, you seem to get in a funk the second half of the summer. Sorry life sucks, blame it on facebook. Blogging has totally changed, it depressing, I agree.
@Kristy: THANK YOU for saying the labels are crap. I’m such a rule follower sometimes, I have a hard time breaking written rules like that, even if I think to myself that they’re probably crap. I have those puffs & also the rice thingies that they can gnaw on, but I haven’t given them to her cuz I was so nervous that I’d be doing the wrong thing even though my instincts were saying she was ready for them.
@Lesli: Yeah, we’re totally the opposite about the weather funk. I found myself daydreaming about winter today actually & longing for Ohio autumns & winters. And yeah, it is depressing about blogging. Stupid facebook.
go with your gut on the baby food thing…humans have roamed the earth for many years and most of them don’t have books or any sort of directions. find your inner cave woman!!
I second betsy. It took me four years of motherhood to finally stop reading parenting magazines, and worrying if I was doing it right. I’m so much happier now, that being said, babies are tricky buggers and sometimes a few instructions/guidelines are nice.
Sorry girl, hope this week has been better! The non-stop cloudiness and rain puts me in a funk … sleeping in until 9:00 until my kids convince me that they are REALLY hungry and I really need to get them some breakfast. Isla is the cutest baby, but hanging out with baby day after day, and no adult human interaction, and no husband around, ever, can do that to a person.
I don’t know what to think about the blog thing… sometimes I love it, and sometimes I hate it. I’m not good at it and want to change things up in a big way but haven’t found the courage, or any real reason to actually do it. Also, as I was surfing the blogs last week I realized that I’m just one of millions of mommy bloggers, with highly unremarkable lives. And that’s a little depressing as well.
Facebook drives me crazy too, and is a big pointless time waster, yet, I fear if I let it go, I won’t be in the loop with people I care about …but have so many people on there that I don’t even REALLY know anymore. It’s an escape, just like a lot of things we do :)
HA! It’s funny…right before I read this, I thought to myself as I was driving in the rain, “I think I’m different than a lot of people. I love gray skies and rain even though everyone else seems to crave sunshine.” Everyone used to get depressed in Ohio in the winters because it was so gray. Not me! I loved it. I love that cuddly, sleepy weather.
I think blogging isn’t about having a remarkable life. I think what used to make it so much more fun was that more people would bring personality to it and didn’t treat it like a record of events. I also think that people would try to make it funny and would make sure the writing was entertaining so people actually read it instead of just putting family pictures (can you tell I am sooooo guilty of this?). I have to say though, I love your blog Dixie! I always look forward to it cuz it sounds like you and so it’s fun to read.