A whoooooooole lotta random

Weekend highlights:

•  It was rainy and gross outside and we didn't go exploring outdoors too much. 
• Steve and I did sneak in a date on Saturday and had an "Italian" lunch (Steve is Italian, therefore, I am Italian by association, which means we have a loose concept of what Italian food is and we did not eat Italian food at this Italian buffet)

I cannot tell a lie about this food. It was very yummy. And I got seconds. And dessert.

• We did a little exploratory driving on Sunday and ended up getting lost, but finding a pretty sweet kids cafe to help our two burn off some energy. Then I ate a bulgogi burger from McDonalds, so food-wise, that tells you that this weekend was an overall raging success.

Since my weekend recap leaves much to be desired, I figured I would beef up this post a bit and answer Lauren's questions from her Liebster award she nominated me for about, oh, say, a month ago. (I am nothing if not timely.) Also, Alex tagged me in a squirrel award and I don't know if people are just starting to make these things up now or what, but thank you for the extra material.

1. If you could have dinner with any famous human, who would it be? (explain, you know you want to anyway)
Although I am not a fan of famous people in general, I would eat dinner with pre-diabetes Paula Deen. Only because it seems we both love to eat, and dinner is probably a big deal for her, so I want in on that.
 

2. Be realistic, where do you see yourself in a few years? (a few could be 2, 10, 20, whatever)

In a few years, we won't be living in Korea anymore. I will most likely be done changing diapers (if there is a God- don't let Molly be in diapers at 4 years of age!). I will still be signing up to bring paper plates and juice boxes to any and every school function (because Sam will be in real school by then! Gah!). I really don't have any... goals. Is that sad? I wanna arrive in the future with my sanity in tact. That's my goal. It's a daily goal actually, but that's where I hope to be in a few years.

3. What is the one thing that can instantly make you happy, like turn your whole day around?

Usually, a babysitter. That sounds absolutely horrible, I know, but I really do love being able to do things on my own. I love thinking my own thoughts! Peeing in peace! Eating a meal without hiding behind the kitchen counter! I also love coming back to my kids after a few hours away. Distance DOES make the heart grow fonder, and taking time for yourself doesn't make you a bad mom, no matter what Pinterest and its savor-every-moment mantra might lead you to believe.

4. What is the news headline you’re following most closely lately?

I'm not... I have a mostly "ignorance is bliss" philosophy about the news. Ignorant? Yes. Blissful? Also yes.

5. If the concept of a bank account/bills didn’t exist, what would you buy yourself?

A brand new camera with every lens you could dream of and a gorgeous Epiphanie bag (this one, in case you have deep pockets and are wondering what to buy me for my birthday) to put it all in.

6. Chocolate, vanilla, or twist?

I think we all know my answer to this. CHOCOLATE. Why waste calories on anything else? (This might be copyrighted as my official motto soon.)

7. How do you relax? Share your favorite tip…

What does that mean? I don't understand the question.

8. Tell me three things you love about being you. (no skimping, THREE!)

(1) I can usually get away with sleeping on my wet hair at night and having it come out semi-presentable the next morning. (The one advantage of curly hair)

(2) When I drink a lot of wine, I sing better, I'm funnier, and I'm never self-conscious. (I should drink all the time, yes?)

(3) I really lucked out in the husband department, I still can't believe I get to hang out with him forever.

9. White or Red wine?  Or is liquor quicker?

Whatever is available. I am not going to be your hard-to-please guest. If you're offering, then yes.

10. What makes you feel most accomplished, or what do you feel has been your biggest accomplishment so far?

I feel like I am fixin to list a mom-accomplishment (a "momplishment" if you will) here, which makes me feel a bit like a loser. Not that being a mom makes me a loser, I just kinda don't want it to be the only label I have. Although knowing that Molly chubbed out like this thanks to my boob juice alone makes me feel like a bit of a rockstar.

Yeah she did

That picture above was from September 12, 2012. The picture below is from September 19, 2013.

She can't hide her emotions.

SAME. PANTS. Which are actually capris. But for short, chubby people, they are pants. (Also worthy of note- wearing 2T capris (as pants) at 6 months of age. SHE WAS THE CUTEST MICHELIN-MAN BABY THERE EVER WAS.)

11. What inspired you to start blogging?

Boredom, I think. My first post was mostly me complaining about how much Sam wasn't sleeping. What a way to open a blog, huh? "My baby won't sleep, but please keep reading this whiny drivel and maybe I'll actually talk about something interesting one day." (You: still waiting for something interesting.)

But look how tiny Sam was in January of 2011!

And look at the man-child he has become!

He grew hair and overcame the baby acne. Still sportin' a cheesy cheese though. Atta boy.

 

And 7 random facts about myself?

1. I just ate some raw cookie dough (while I hid behind the kitchen counter, of course).

2. I fold clothes very sloppily. I think Steve used to work at A&F because the lackadaisical way in which I fold clothes makes him a bit stabby.

3. I loathe Doctor Seuss books.

4. Related to #3- I have no imagination.

5. I will only watch a movie if it's a comedy. And only if said comedy has no violence or gross scenes that involve blood spurting in any way or a limb twisted unnaturally. (We don't watch many movies. Or any tv. We are so very exciting.)

6. Inside I am a 7th grader and find farting really hilarious. So much so that my kids will fart, then clap for themselves, and then laugh. (But in front of them, I call it a "toot." Sounds much daintier and less disgusting that way, yes?)
7. I pray daily for my mattress's safety on the tugboat being pulled by snails. I am going to do my best not to make out with the person that hoists it inside my kitchen window. Because with the language barrier, that might get a little awkward.