Monday, July 31, 2006

Breaking up isn't that hard to do...

I've mentioned before that my love affair with Food Network has seen better days.

I can't say I've watched a single show in the past month.

And I can't say I've missed it.

One of the few remaining shows that I can stomach (get it - stomach... food...?) is Alton Brown's Good Eats.

Which is why I was excited when I heard about his new show. So Saturday evening, JJ and I snuggled up with Alton, only to be extremely disappointed. Sure, it's a cool concept, but the whole narrating while riding his motorcycle thing doesn't really work - his attempt to yell above the sound of the engine just didn't cut it, not to mention the whole "hit and miss" method of selecting the next destination made for some boring tv. While I applaud the effort, it hasn't won back any of my affection. We didn't make it to the half-hour mark before giving up and spending some time with the Little Engine that Could (thanks Books from Birth!).

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Finding the silver lining

Being back to work lets me do things like:

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Someone please remind me...

JJ was such a good baby in his swing while I made dinner, I promised he could borrow my car when he has his first date.

Friday, July 21, 2006

Poor little girl...

I think the family member that has been the most traumatized by my return to work is Lillie. The little girl had no idea her mommy had a job, as we adopted her when I was already home on leave.

I think it's safe to say that all of us are looking forward to the weekend - me probably more so than any other weekend in my life!

Have a good one!

It's a Boy!!!

JJ's getting a new cousin in December. My brother and his wife found out this morning they're having a boy, John Christian.

Just what he needs... someone to beat up on play with! :)

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

The tiniest VIP

He forgot to mention the time I said, "To hell with the extra outfit! When have we ever needed it?".

We needed it that day.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

What I've learned from JJ Dubin:

There is absolutely nothing about work that is more important than my family. However, the paycheck is nice.

Staying in bed until at least 8:30 every morning is highly enjoyable.

Spend at least the first 15 minutes you are awake stretching. Go ahead and add sound effects while you're at it (I hope to document this one on video soon; he's like a little bear).

Find wonder in every little detail around you.

There is nothing so empty as my house without that little guy in it. Going home for lunch when he is at the babysitter's is painful, to say the least. My apologies to my husband, dog & cat, who were all with me, but I think they missed him too.

Side note: Too bad the kid looks NOTHING like his daddy, eh? Put a goatee on that kid and they're twins...

Monday, July 17, 2006

Clean Slate

Before I left work in March, I wrapped up my piece of the projects I was working on or handed them off to a new hire in our department. I also removed myself from the day-to-day "production" issues related to our web site.

I am neither reclaiming my old projects nor reinserting myself into the web process, which lets me start with a clean slate. Not something that happens too often when one has been at the same company going on 6 years.

I am, however, holding on to 6 years of digital and hard copy files, "just in case".

But for now, it's refreshing to only have 2 open project files and an empty "Working Items" file (where my non-project-related stuff goes). I think I'll enjoy it while it lasts. :)

Some things never change...

So I get back to work and find I can't login to our task assignment/tracking system. I follow procedure and send a notice to the IT Help desk.

The response:

A Technical Support Specialist should personally be contacting you within 8 business hours with a more specific time estimate.***

Your request priority is: Critical
Based upon priority, available technicians, and workload, we estimate that service will be provided in 4-6 business hours.

So, in 8 hours, I'll find out just when in the next 4-6 hours they will get around to helping me.


Sunday, July 16, 2006


  • I've made no progress getting all of my pictures and videos up to date. Well, except these two videos. Ain't he the cutest thing?
  • I'm surprised my sister hasn't changed her comment name to "JJ's aunt".
  • Why it's going to be difficult to go back to work Monday: My pre-baby work clothes: size 6. My post-baby body: size 12. Ok, 14.
  • Joe calls me Friday on his way to the Speedway to do his live shots for the 4:00 and 5:00. "Hey, are you going anywhere in the next few hours?" Nope, not unless my hairdresser calls. "Well, I have your keys." That's ok - your keys have my car key on them. "Yeah - but I have mine too". So, no haircut for back to work. I'll be the one with red puffy eyes and split ends.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Uh oh...

Looks like JJ fell asleep blogging again:

Thursday, July 13, 2006

DC al Fine

So my day started at 2:45 AM with the cat puking in the bed. Not his kitty bed, but MY bed. The one I was still sleeping in. Had my husband not already been in the shower getting ready for work, he would have been covered in feline vomit.

Needless to say, all bed linens were washed and dried and the bed remade.

Then, at lunch, my sister picked JJ up out of his car seat. She remarked that he must have peed out of his diaper, as his outfit was wet. She held him away from her to find the back of his outfit (and the front of her sweater and slacks) were covered in baby poop.

The one day I didn't throw a change of clothes in the diaper bag.

I ran across the street to TJ Maxx and found a 6-9 months outfit on clearance (yes, he's a bit ahead of his size) and returned to the restaurant where my mom and sister were waiting with a naked baby. My sister got to take an extended lunch and go home to change.

I returned home and washed and dried all the baby stuff.

Then, Hannah lets Lillie inside. Lillie had been swimming in her pool, and had muddy little feet. Muddy little feet that jumped up on my (newly cleaned) bed spread and left muddy little paw prints.

Into the washer for the second time...

Later I was making dinner, thinking that each of the "kids" had made a mess, each one unique.

That's when Lillie decided to one up the boys and puked on the floor...

Maybe they're conspiring to make me feel like going back to work isn't all that bad.

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

So what do you DO all day?

So the other day I was talking to a girlfriend on the phone... She asked when I was going back to work and when I told her my time was just about up, she replied, "I'm sure you're just itching to get back. Haven't you had enough "stay at home mom time" by now?"

Uh... no.

I haven't been at work since March 10th.

And I left early that day.

I've not once called to check my voice mail.

I've only checked email to see if anyone was erroneously sending lunch date requests to my work address (I spammed everyone before I left with a "please don't forget me when it comes to lunch time" email and asked that they use my personal email address. And, no, it didn't work. They've all forgotten me by now. Half of them waited for JJ to get here, then stopped by to meet him, but I haven't heard from them since. And my one faithful work lunch buddy had the nerve to find a new job while I was out!).

"Don't you get bored?" my friend asked.


My husband asked me the same thing.

Bored? When is there time to be bored? Take the other day. I have no idea WHICH other day it was, but I'm pretty sure it was sometime last week, because it wasn't before I went to Pennsylvania.

I was getting ready to go to lunch. The puppy had been outside for most of the morning (she has a shaded patio, a swimming pool, a bowl of water, and toys for days, so there's no neglect here), so I carried JJ downstairs to let her in. I finished getting ready & went outside to start the car and take the diaper bag out. The puppy followed me.

"Come on, Lillie, let's go inside and get a treat!"

Nothing. She just sat in the yard, wagging her tail.

"Come on girl!"

She didn't budge.

So, I grab her collar and give her a gentle tug. Nothing.

"If you're going to stay out, you need to go out back - come on girl!"

I ended up carrying the 30 pound beast inside, where she ran to the kitchen and sat pretty, waiting for her treat, then put herself in her crate.

OK... time to go. JJ was ready in his car seat. I picked him up, pulled the door shut behind me and went to the car.


You've GOT to be kidding me. There's a cat inside our fenced in back yard. Wait, that's not any cat, that's Zitty, our (indoor) cat.


I'm standing in the driveway, holding JJ in his car seat in my arms (I don't use the handle - it hurts my back and I always slam the damned thing into my knee), my car's running (i.e., my house key is attached to the ignition), the house is locked and I have to get inside and go downstairs to get him in before I can leave.

I ended up popping JJ in the car, turned off the car long enough to run up and unlock the door, restarted the car, went inside to get the cat, and opened the laundry room door, where he came running to me only to stop three feet from the door.

I could hear the gears turning in his little feline head: "Wait - I've been trying to sneak out for weeks, months even. Ever since they brought home that furry black mutt, and then that strange little person that can't pet me. Why am I begging to come in after 15 minutes of freedom?"

So, we had a Mexican standoff, Zitty and I. I would start to bend down to grab him; he would back up a foot. After five or six times, I had had enough.

"OK Zitty. Stay out. You're obviously not smart enough to climb the chain link fence, or you would have done it already."

I turned around and headed for the door. He followed me and made it inside before I did. By the time I locked the door and made it into the family room, he was curled up in his powder blue kitty bed on the couch.

I raced upstairs and ran outside to the car, when JJ was sitting happily in the back seat, listening to the Bee Gees and enjoying the air conditioning.

Finally. Time to go to lunch.

Bored? I don't think so.

...but I could have used a glass of wine with lunch. :)

Friday, July 07, 2006

Catching up

Hey there - remember me?
  • JJ and I made it to and from Pennsylvania just fine. We even survived a flood evacuation.
  • I have over a month's worth of photos and video to upload.
  • My time off from work expired this week. I was able to weasel my way into another two weeks, but as of the 17th, I'm back at work. It's breaking my heart, but I've known all along the time would come.
  • JJ had his 2 month check-up yesterday. He has doubled his birth weight in two months, and weighs in just over 13 pounds. So much for the "little" baby I had. Now, he's just a big chunk with the best chubby thighs you've seen.
  • I can totally understand how those mommy blogs get started. I could blog for days about how beautiful JJ's eyelashes are and how sweet it is when he looks up at his mobile and talks to the frog and duckie dancing above him. I just can't take the time away from him to blog about it. And I need my sleep as much or more than he needs his right now. Let's hope I remember some of it.
  • I guess as I get ready to reenter society I'll reenter the blog world (I hate that "o-sphere" word). I'll try to get back in the swing of things.