tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359894962024-03-07T15:21:35.551-06:00musings of a working divathoughts from the slightly addled mind of a working mommyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.comBlogger566125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-55669063874528956162014-02-27T14:35:00.001-06:002014-02-27T14:35:58.746-06:00Fresh StartNot often that you see posts titled "Fresh Start" almost three months into the New Year.
Can you even CALL it a "new year" when you're almost three months in?
I do. I mean, seriously, how is it even POSSIBLE that it's 2014? That makes me...well...it makes me older than I was last year. And a lot older than I was in 1991, the year I graduated from college. You can do the math.
I've decided to Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-67359640286754724802011-01-03T00:00:00.000-06:002011-01-03T00:00:07.746-06:00Staffing IssuesMy maternity leave is rapidly coming to an end. For the past three months, I've been working one day a week, a combination of in the office and from home. Little Darth, being fairly portable, came with me to the office. Today, I'll do a "dry run". I'll get up in time to shower, get myself ready, feed the baby, get him ready, and try to leave the house by 8 am.I may have to get up at 3 am.It's notAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-29722231600337180402011-01-02T00:00:00.001-06:002011-01-02T00:00:04.112-06:00Reality BitesI love to cook. I love to read cookbooks and go to places like Whole Foods and Dorothy Lane Market just to wander and dream about the delicious dishes I could make. I like to try new foods and count Ethiopian and Thai among my favorite cuisines.Unfortunately I married a Mexican whose taste runs more to Taco Bell than authentic Mexican. When he finds something he likes, he really doesn't like to Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-55802914346745638962011-01-01T00:00:00.003-06:002011-01-01T00:00:04.831-06:00Happy New Year?The last week in December always seems to FLY by so quickly. Before I can come to terms with the old year, the new year is upon us. I always have big plans for resolutions, new year themes, plans for change...You get the idea.Then before I can really flesh out those plans, the year rolls over and BANG--it's January 1st.One would think that, coming off of three months of maternity leave (And yes, Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-23674699498098327262010-12-26T18:55:00.004-06:002010-12-26T19:37:39.150-06:00Random HolidayEvery year I swear that I will NOT find a reason to go to the store on December 24th. And every year it seems I end up at the store. This year it was Walmart.We needed sprinkles and frosting for Santa's cookies. Because it wouldn't be good enough to leave Santa brownies. Made with the brownie mix that was ALREADY in my pantry. No siree. Santa had to have Christmas cookies. Meaning we had to go toAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-15071863539379554492010-12-25T10:58:00.002-06:002010-12-25T11:04:59.450-06:00Unspeakable Joy!Merry Christmas!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-82025864427223990632010-12-24T10:58:00.005-06:002010-12-24T11:28:34.449-06:00If Only In My Dreams"I'm dreaming tonightof a place I loveeven more than I usually doand although I knowit's a long road backI promise you..."Family has always been important to me. Growing up as an Air Force brat, we rarely lived near family. Driving 300 miles or more for the holidays was commonplace.As I've grown older, I've come to value my family relationships more and more. I understand what my parent Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-27717191479032564672010-12-20T14:00:00.000-06:002010-12-20T14:02:34.537-06:00Merry Grinch-mas!I love Christmas. I love the REAL meaning of Christmas. I love finding the perfect gifts for friends and family. I love Christmas decorations and Christmas music.Now that I've made that clear, I'm hoping that you'll indulge my inner Grinch for just a moment.I really don't like the Christmas song "Blue Christmas". Strongly dislike. Despise. Hate. Abhor.I mean, really. Why in the world would Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-30246188561764782902010-12-12T20:41:00.005-06:002010-12-12T20:58:37.493-06:00Here Comes Santa ClausI love giving Christmas gifts. I love finding the "perfect" gift for someone, and the creativity of putting the gifts together. I think that's why I've participated in the Secret Santa Soiree for the past three years. Georgie always does such an amazing job administering the process and I've had a blast with it.This year was no exception.She organized it a bit differently this year. Instead of Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-37183736099960860462010-12-06T11:34:00.005-06:002010-12-06T11:54:03.553-06:00The Road to...Greetings from the Diva Household where Things 1, 2, and 3 (with a little help from Princess the Wonder Dog) have turned our normally semi-chaotic home into complete, utter madness.While we were all still adjusting to the arrival of Little Darth (uhm, yeah, back in OCTOBER), the holidays decided to creep up on us and land firmly in our home, trampling our precious routines to bits.I had every Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-15977949838692984312010-10-17T18:15:00.005-05:002010-10-17T18:39:42.383-05:00My Three SonsWell, it's an announcement that is two weeks overdue, but since Mr. Baby graced us with his presence a few days early (albeit with a bit of encouragement), I suppose I'm okay with the ANNOUNCEMENT being overdue instead of the baby! :)Yes, it's true, I'm now outnumbered four to one in the Diva Household. Well, if you count Princess the Wonder Dog, I suppose it's only four to two, but as a former Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-79360279669769203362010-09-27T13:27:00.003-05:002010-09-27T13:41:18.697-05:00Music Monday: I Will SurviveYeah, just when you think things can't get any crazier, they usually do. :) Nothing big to report in the Diva Household, just trying to wrap up my work world so I can go on maternity leave with a clear conscience and trying (with my wonderful DH doing most of the home work) to prepare our house for the impending arrival of Mr. Baby.I'm always amazed how such a small little creature can create so Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-8816231764971130442010-09-20T09:43:00.005-05:002010-09-20T17:18:24.630-05:00Music Monday: In MemoryI've been feeling a bit sentimental lately. It could be attributed to any number of recent occurrences or events in my life...pending arrival of Mr. Baby, celebrating the 12th anniversary of my 29th birthday, my many friends who have lost loved ones recently, who knows?At any rate, it seems that I've been more and more appreciative of life and those who have played an important role in my Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-56364265437151835492010-09-17T10:28:00.003-05:002010-09-17T10:55:05.447-05:00State of ConfusionIt's no secret to any woman who's been pregnant that babies steal your brain.Yes, it's true. I don't care what Discovery Health says, with ALL THREE of my pregnancies, I've been "dumbed down". I forget things, process thoughts way more slowly, the whole nine yards.Unfortunately, in my experience, it often takes up to a year AFTER the baby comes to regain full mental capacity. I also figure Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-7643306452462281492010-09-14T15:20:00.004-05:002010-09-14T16:00:16.008-05:00Random Dancing!If you're the parent of a tweenager (or in my case The Tweenager), it's likely you'll know exactly WHO does random dancing. This post doesn't really have anything to do with her, but it was the first thing that popped into my head when I thought of creating a random blog post.So here they are, in random order, the random thoughts that have been dancing through my head lately.Mr. Baby is perfectlyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-91620063863095354522010-09-11T00:00:00.000-05:002010-09-11T10:15:44.062-05:00Six Word SaturdayMy return to Six Word Saturday comes on a day where few words are needed.We remember the innocent souls and heroes .Go to Show My Face for more SWS entries.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-15268197287214707542010-09-10T16:24:00.004-05:002010-09-10T16:47:33.750-05:00What we have here is a...Our school district has an automatic notification system. It's one of those dealios where you provide every possible means of contact, and when the district wants to send information home or make some sort of emergency announcement, you'll receive fifty seven eleven hundred thousand auto-messages from the school district.I really don't mind it. I just have to remember to provide only one or two Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-2069391193781943462010-09-09T00:01:00.000-05:002010-09-09T00:01:01.601-05:00Words to Live ByTwo incidents have recently caught the eyes of the nation. Both are related to the upcoming anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. Both are completely permissible and legal. Initiators of both events are well within their rights to move forward with their plans.And personally, I don't think either should take place.I am, of course, talking about the proposed mosque/Muslim Community Center near Ground Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-25696183717606248452010-09-07T21:45:00.000-05:002010-09-07T22:05:46.425-05:00Works for Me WednesdayThey seem like such a normal, simple thing to me. Some even taste better the second time around. But apparently not everyone grew up with them. When we were first married, Diva Husband really didn't want anything to do with them.Fortunately, he came to his senses when he realized that I have a problem "cooking for two".Yes, my friends, I'm talking about LEFTOVERS.Those delicious morsels that are,Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-70361196027788391162010-09-07T00:00:00.000-05:002010-09-07T00:00:01.475-05:00The Early BirdAfter two children, it shouldn't surprise me, and yet somehow, it does.I don't like to do housework. I'm not a very good housekeeper. My Diva Grandma used to have a sign in her house that pretty much summed things up."My house is clean enough to be healthy and dirty enough to be happy."I don't like to do laundry, primarily because it seems like it NEVER FREAKING ENDS. Just when I think I've Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-25502726480183512562010-09-06T00:00:00.000-05:002010-09-06T00:00:00.460-05:00Men (and Women) at Work (or not)Labor Day has become one of those holidays that nobody really understands. Frankly, I don't think I was ever really TAUGHT the origins or history of the holiday. For most Americans, it's simply become a date that marks the symbolic end of summer, the time to close up summer homes, close down swimming pools, and pack the white shoes away for the winter.I guess it's good that we have a long weekendAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-63725023984181859122010-08-30T15:51:00.003-05:002010-08-30T16:09:40.600-05:00The REAL Reason That Men Want Boy Children...It has nothing to do with carrying on the legacy of the name and everything to do with the toys.Yes, the toys.When The Tweenager was born, Diva Husband was rightfully proud. He created custom cigar wrappers with the little man's picture on them. He bought the child a Fisher Price Power Wheels truck before the kid was even old enough to sit up on his own.When we welcomed The Manimal, I have to Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-71235104656919327492010-08-25T09:09:00.004-05:002010-08-25T09:17:42.708-05:00Dear Various News (and So-Called News) Outlets,Tiger Woods was an amazing golfer (and still is, if you're the average hit-the-links-on-Sundays or don't-really-know-anything-about-the-sport kind of golfer). Bottom line, though, is that he's a celebrity and has about as much in common with your average readers/viewers as the Queen of England does with an Aboriginal tribesman living somewhere in Australia.I care about Tiger's (finally) finalizedAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-46247622331851847522010-08-16T12:37:00.004-05:002010-08-16T12:49:36.262-05:00PaperworkBeing 33 weeks pregnant, the most often used room in my house has got to be the bathroom. Being a woman in a houseful of men, I always have to be on my guard when I go to use the facilities, though. Stumbling into the bathroom in my stupor at o-dark-thirty is likely to end up with my nether regions taking an unexpected bath if I'm not aware of my surroundings. When I found out that Baby #3 was a Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35989496.post-11462326899037349272010-08-11T11:22:00.003-05:002010-08-11T11:46:01.106-05:00In MemoriamI've seen this before, in various iterations. I so wish I could take credit for its creation, but I can't. It has been credited to many authors, including The London Times and comedian George Carlin. It's a classic and bears repeating, particularly in this day and age of political correctness. It reminds me a lot of my favorite Saturday Night Live skit with Seth Meyers and Amy Poehler, Weekend Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13573589482128669479noreply@blogger.com1