Sunday, January 30, 2011

Who's the Boss?

Hallmark Channel. I heart you so...for one reason and one reason only...ok...there are 2 reasons.

1) Who's the Boss reruns
2) The cheesy movies...I just can't help myself! ('s a shameful secret)

Who's the Boss. Who doesn't love a good dose of Tony Macelli every once in a while? I grew up on this show. This show holds a special place in my heart. From the opening theme song (sing it with me...a brand new life! A brand new life! Around the...), to the witty antics of Mona and the incessant sexual tension between Tony and Angela. Won't those two ever just admit they're in love? (Season 8 Episode 19...just kidding...I have no idea. But I am pretty sure it does happen at some point). And what teenage girl didn't dream of having Sam's gorgeous hair and magnificently 80's bangs? Ahh yes...the 80's bangs.

Let's pause for a moment of prayer:
Dear Jesus. Please don't ever let the bangs of the 80's make a return. Amen.

And we're back...
I am actually watching an episode right now. I think Angela's hair and glasses got bigger and bigger with each season. But Tony. Tony remained unchanging. Dark feathered hair, acid washed jeans, a colored t-shirt and an Italian accent that would make any girl swoon (insert as many sighs and dreamy eyes as necessary here).

Here's the thing I have realized about this show now that I'm (ahem) 33 years old and married. The sexual innuendo spewing from Mona's mouth! I had no idea when I was a kid what any of that meant and would have never caught on to it. But now I am wise...silly Mona...she's straight crazy! And she reminds me a lot of my grandma. Not the sexual innuendo part (you're gross). Her body type and mannerisms!

The one question that never got answered during it's 8 year run...Who is the Boss? Is it Tony? Is it Angela? Is it Sam? Is it Jonathan (who was, in fact, the worst actor in the 80's)? Was it Mona? Hmmmmm....I feel incomplete.

So here is my opinion.

You're welcome. Now your life can be complete too.

Thank you Hallmark for letting me relive my junior high awkwardness for a few minutes every day.


PS - they are also showing reruns of Little House on the Prairie but the intro music makes me feel sad and depressed. No thank you Laura.

The Bestie

Today I helped my best friend clear out some belongings of her mom, who passed away in November. This was a very personal time so I won't go into details but I do want to say this. My Bestie (of 20 years) handled herself with grace and strength that was unmatched. Her mom and her were extremely close. I cannot imagine what that feels like. To lose a parent. Ugh. Bleh. Barf.

She has had a peace and reliance on God that is inspirational (not that she really wanted to be inspirational in the first place...I'm sure she'd rather have her mom here than be inspirational to all of us). But inspirational she has been nonetheless. She understands that God sees the big picture. That God is still in control. And that God will be her comforter during this time of great trial. She knows that her mom is not in pain anymore. And that her mom is now in a place that is cancer free (blurg you cancer!!!!). That her mom is rejoicing in the presence of her Lord and Savior. At peace. At rest. At a big party.

That's the thing about God. There will be things that we won't understand here on earth. Because there is a spiritual war going on that we cannot see. And that is something we have to make our peace with. Why did He decide to take Mary home when she was 2 days away from her bone marrow transplant taking effect? Why did she even get cancer? Why did she have to die so young? Why? We live in a sinful world...and that sinful world produces bad things. But this world is not our home. It's a flash in eternity. Question is...where will you spend that eternity?

One thing I KNOW for certain is that Mary loved Jesus with all her heart. And she is there with him. Having a big party (because our Jesus loves a good party), waiting for her loved ones to meet her. She was one of the kindest, funniest, warm hearted, generous people I have ever known. And I miss her.

Bestie...I love you and pray for your heart every day. May Jesus mend what has been broken. Heal what has been wounded. And restore joy where gloom has settled in.


Friday, January 28, 2011

I Heart Today

Today was an incredible day.

Fridays are family days in this house and it's my favorite day of the week for several reasons.

1) We get to spend time as a family
2) There's no agenda
3) No emails or phone calls allowed...nope...I only wish this one was true
4) Family breakfast made by the hubs...yummm
5) There is almost always obnoxious behavior that takes place in public places (we're loud & proud...what can I say?)

Fridays. God bless them.

Today we ventured to Boulder City. The quaint small town about 15 minutes away. I love Boulder City. It's small and quaint. It's a happy sort of place with it's small quaintness.

Antique stores? check
The only classic A&W still left in the USA? check
One road in and out of town? check
A small hamburger joint that has deliciously greasy burgers? check

So we had some quaintly small fun. Went to Hoover Dam and said hello. Drove across the new bridge going into AZ. It takes approximately 5 minutes now to cross the Dam (it used to take 45...thank you bridge builder people!). Then we had lunch at a small hamburger joint that has deliciously greasy burgers. This is mostly where the loud, obnoxious behavior took place (small town folks hate us). It went a little something like this:

Everyone, and I mean everyone, was aware when we entered the building. This worked to our advantage because the crowds parted and we were able to get a booth (the Withey preferred seating choice) right away. We ordered, while the boy sang songs and loudly proclaimed that HE WANTED A MILKSHAKE! Then we colored. Coloring CAN be loud I will have you know! Food arrived. 4 spills and one chaotic meal later, the place cleared out. Sorry Pit Stop! But we had fun and that's all that matters. Isn't it? Ponderous. (I feel like I must mention that Baby Z was the only one not being obnoxious. He sat in his seat like a perfect angel...poor kid. He's gonna need counseling I'm sure)

Then we headed back into the city and went to Sunset Park to feed the birds. Ugh. I hate pigeons. It was a nightmare. The boy and the hubs had a blast. Hubs threw bread at me so that all the birds would swarm me. He makes me laugh. It's why we fell in love (swoon).
But then we went over to the playground. And played until the boy got a bloody nose...after all, you haven't really had fun until someone gets a bloody nose!

Came home. Played in the street. Had Shrimp Tomato Soup and Quesadillas for dinner. Yum.

Yep. It was a good day.

And to top it's clean sheet day. Ahhhh.

It's a feeling that none can top. The cool, crisp, yummy smelling goodness. It makes me feel happy and like I want to cry all at the same time. Maybe it's hormones...nah...I'm pretty sure it's the clean sheets.

Yep. Cozy. Happy Friday.


Wednesday, January 26, 2011


I actually have nothing to say right now. It's a Wednesday night miracle!

Hmmmmmm...wish I had something brilliantly awesome to say.

But I just don't.

Oh I know...nope...lost it.


Sometimes silence is bliss. My brain is NEVER quiet. Thank you brain for giving me a break.
I wonder if Baby Z will be up again at 3:30 in the AM!
Uh it comes. All the creative genius that is me.
Nope. Gone again.
Pizza! Yummmm
I heart Jesus. Maybe that would make a good shirt? Nah...too "christian copy cat"
Don't get me started.




Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Awesome Eyes

Yesterday the boy and I were sitting on the couch. He looked up at me with his big blue eyes and so I said, "buddy, you have awesome eyes." The he put his hand on my cheek and said, "you have beautiful eyes..." (insert heart melting and a big ahhhhhhh here)

It's moments like this that keep me sane.
In between the couch jumping, climbing on the counter, sword fighting, wrestling...all those boy things...I have these small moments with my boy that make it all worth it.

I love him.
And Baby Z.
And the Hubs.


Friday, January 21, 2011

Mmmmm...late night snacks...drool

Only down a lousy 2.2 pounds and I've been at this nonsense for almost 2 weeks now!


That's no sugar. No flour. No potatoes. Those are all the things I hold dear to my heart! Can you understand this? And only 2.2 pounds?

So now, now I am venturing into the no late night snacking zone. Which also holds a special place in my heart.

I learned it from my dad. I blame him for my love of late night snacking and I will shout it from the heavens! Growing up we called it the 10 o'clock snack. My Dad would inevitably wander into the kitchen, grab some bread and make an open face balogne sandwich (that's fancy talk for one piece of bread). This magnificent and glorious late night snack was almost always accompanied by a handful of fritos. Yum. Of and the siblings would join in this late night deliciousness.

And it has continued even now. One husband, 2 dogs, 2 kids and 15 years out of the house later.

I believe it is packing on the pounds.
Remember how I'm all jiggly and what not? Yeah...

I really want that open face sandwich right now. But I'm gonna have some stupid green tea instead. Thanks to the love (insert sarcastic face directed at the husband here). I do love him though. Darn it. :)

Sigh. Off to have some tea.


Wednesday, January 19, 2011


The boy and I have started doing 5 Favorite Things at dinnertime. I put up my hand and count down from 5 to 1 as the boy lists off his favorite things of the day. I love this because it helps me to be a part of his day and it doesn't allow the usual response of "fine" to the question "how was your day?" He has to think of actual answers. :) Tricksy...I know! But he has not caught on to my antics yet. Yay for 4 year olds!

Today his favorite things were as follows (in order)
5. Centers
4. Snack Time - crackers
3. Lunch
2. Playing outside
1. Playing outside again

Seems like a pretty spectacular day to me.

Tonight the boy asked me what my favorite things were. He held up his little hand and counted it down as I said each one...5-4-3-2-1..."Good job Mommy"

Today my favorite things were:
5. Spending time with Zeke at the docs...because he's fine, just a virus :)
4. Checked items off of my graphic list (It's about time!)
3. Going to Trader Joe's...oh how I love it there
2. Having lunch with the ladies
1. Picking up the boys from school

It's not as good as the boys...but still a pretty fantastical day.

I think I will keep this going until the boys are 30 :)


Tuesday, January 18, 2011

I Think Maybe I Changed My Mind About Kohls...maybe



I discovered this Christmas that I am not a fan of it. In fact, I realized that I hate going there almost as much as I hate going to Walmart...I said almost.

It's crowded. Disorganized. Crowded. Chaotic. Messy. Crowded. Did I say that already?

I know that many love Kohl's and their fabulous discounted prices. But I can't even get my brain to stop having an epileptic seizure long enough to find a great deal. I usually end up wandering aimlessly around the store just to wind up walking out with nothing to show for it except my obvious exhaustion. Hair disheveled, bags under eyes, droopy shoulders....ok I'm a bit of an exaggerator.

But tonight. Tonight we had Kohl's bargain success. I really wanted a pair of earrings. Just small studs. But I need real gold so that my ears don't swell up to the size of my Aunt Roberta and turn bright red and hot.

Tonight, the jewelry was 66% off and my mom, who came with me (and always loves a good bargain btw) also had a 30% off coupon. So we went to see if I could find some. The jewelry counter is actually surprisingly organized. The store had exactly 4 people in it (2 of them being was a Tuesday night miracle!) and I actually found a pair of REAL DIAMOND earrings in my price range. That's right...I said REAL DIAMONDS and price range all in the same sentence. Not just any price range. MY price range...which was approximately $38.25...ok $40 :)

1/8 karat. 14K White Gold. Perfection. Small. Just my style. You have to squint to tell they're diamonds and I actually like that.

Regular price: $125
Total: $32.53
Total Saved: $94.91 :)

Thank you Kohl's. It's about time you came through for me. There's a chance maybe I was wrong about you...maybe. We'll see.


Monday, January 17, 2011

It's All Jiggly and What Not

So...I'm on day 7 of no sugar. Yikes! It's been rough. I am seriously a sugar addict. I always knew I loved it but I didn't quite realize how deep my love for it went. Until I gave it up.

The first day I thought about sugar in the morning.
And in the late morning.
And in the afternoon.
And in the late afternoon.
And at night.
And late at night...I think you get the picture.

Someone needs to develop some sort of Sugars Anonymous. Heck...maybe it doesn't even need to be anonymous. I mean...I think it would be fairly obvious why a person was entering the meeting anyway. If they're anything like me...they're all jiggly and what not.

Jiggly and what not...ahhh yes. It's a super special feeling. How do you know if you're all jiggly and what not?

If you stop walking and still feel things moving...then you're all jiggly and what not.
If your child rubs your belly and it keeps moving...then you're all jiggly and what not.
If your husband slaps your booty and it keeps moving...then you're all jiggly and what not.
If you wave at someone and that under the arm skin keeps moving...then you're all jiggly and what not.

It's a feeling like no other. And I would like that feeling to go away...hence the no sugar escapade.

It's all jiggly and what not...but not for long. Hopefully. Donuts. Dang it...I do love me some food. Chocolate. Ooops...I mean...oh well. Week kind to me please :)


Monday, January 10, 2011

Moments Missed 3

Today was baby Z's dedication. It was awesome and inspirational and moving. It was 3 generations all together...dedicated to serving the Lord. I pray every day that my boys will love Jesus with all their hearts. Too bad I missed capturing the moment. I managed to remember to bring the camera but forgot to ask anyone to take pictures for me. So on the stroller it hung, missing the moment. Dang it. It's just what we do I guess. Praise the Lord for Aunt Gott who was snapping a few pictures from her seat. Yeesh!


Sunday, January 9, 2011

Who Has Time to be Martha Stewart?

So...I realized today that I am NOT Martha Stewart. This was a very rude awakening. I was going through some of our baby supplies...replacing size 3 nipples for size 4 etc., and discovered a hand held/travel size baby food processor that had never been used. We received this item when the boy was born over 4 years ago. I swore that I was going to make my own baby food. How hard could it be? I thought to myself. I had this amazing idea that every Sunday I would put on my cute girly apron, gather my supplies of fresh veggies and fruit, boil and puree them and then freeze it in ice cube trays so that my child would have fresh homemade baby food all week long. Meanwhile the husband would be in the living room laughing and playing with the baby. It sounded so amazing and fantastical in my head. And then I had the baby. And in between dripping sore nipples, tired mommy eyes, being a wife, working full time...the dream came to a screeching halt and I thought...maybe with the next one.

Well...the next one is here and I am sad to report that the baby food processor has remained safely inside its box and has still not been touched. Both of my children have been reduced :) to eating baby food from a jar. I love to cook, I love to bake...but making baby food? Who does that? Who actually makes their own baby food? I am sure those wonderful women are out there...but I am not one of them. I have made my peace with this...because...who has time to be Martha Stewart except Martha Stewart? Maybe she doesn't even have time to be Martha Stewart...


Thursday, January 6, 2011

Moments Missed

My goal this year is to capture more moments. We always seem to miss them. It has now become the running joke...we miss's just what we do. "Hurry up! Grab the camera! He's about to make a goal!"....annnnnd we missed it...again. "Blurg!" Is what I shout to the heavens. I don't actually know why it's become a "thing" of ours. So this year...will be the year of moments captured. I am determined.

Below is a moment that I did capture in Vermont...I love my boy.
See? I don't miss all of them :)


Tuesday, January 4, 2011

I Don't Want Him to Grow Up!

Wow...July 20th was my last post? Really? You'd think I have been busy having a baby or something.

But I realized something today. My little baby Z is already 6 months old. That's a half a year for those of you not so good at math. How did 6 months go by already? The time has completely flown by...I feel like if I blink I will miss my boys growing up!

So I said to the boy tonight...
"Will you please stop growing up?" To which he replied, "I can't stop it. I just can't help it. I'm gonna get bigger and bigger"

Tears. Sigh.

I mean...I know he's supposed to get bigger. But I look at him now and he's in that perfect in between stage. Old enough to be independent, confident and a good communicator but young enough for that sweet innocence. He still has the baby chubs, the cute hands and wide eyed expressions of wonder. Oh how I will miss it when it's gone. So for now...I will enjoy the moments while they still have baby Z. :)

Lovesandboys :)