Happy New Year
Spending New Years Eve home watching Disney Channel’s Totally Suite New Years Eve, seeing if LatteGirl can actually make it to midnight this year. Last year she made it to 11:40, but she was still taking naps back then. She has made it a few time since then (much to my dismay), but since starting Kindergarten in September she has settled into an earlier bed time since. So it is anyone’s guess whether or not she can.
DietCokeWife is going to try as well. She hasn’t been up at midnight since she got pregnant. Even money says she doesn’t make it.
Anyway, from our family to you and yours, Best Wishes for a Happy and Healthy New Year.
New Years Resolutions
I have forgone the usual list of things that I usually Resolve to change in the coming year and usually have failed at by February.
This year my resolutions are:
1. Buy Organic. The reason is of course to rid not only my body of chemicals but to offer safer non engineered foods for my daughter.
2. Support Family Farms. - Fortunately Number 1 feeds into this (no pun intended). But also buying only Free Range Eggs and Chicken, buying from Farmer’s Markets as opposed to sumermakets when I can.
Why? Because I saw this:
3. Get involved in my local Government. Like many people, I have complained, Politicians are crooks! why are there no good people to vote for? Well, for the sake of my daughter, my town and my state I will no longer stand by the sidelines. Whether it be by actually running for Town Council (currently a consideration) or just going to every town council meeting and voicing my opinion and letting the politicians know I am paying attention and holding them accountable, making a difference now starts with ME… not somebody else.
Like I said, not your typical resolutions, but ones that I think are important not only to me, but to those I love.
I wish you and yours Best Wishes for a Happy and Healthy New Year!
Thoughts and Prayers for Java Diva
I was disheartened to read over at Mommybloggers that Jenn from Mommy Needs Coffee will be taking a break from blogging due to the waning health of her mother.
According to Mommybloggers:
After Jenn’s mom’s long struggle, the family has called in hospice and they are preparing to say goodbye. Our thoughts and prayers are with them. If you would like to send her a message, we will forward it to her.
My relatives are out to get me
Last year it was my mother-in-law, with American Idol Barbie. Now I am not one of those people that think you can make or break a young girls self-image with a doll. But this particular model irked me. Why? Because my (then) 4 year old daughter bouncing around the house with the pretend Karaoke machine which came with it singing, “Opps I did it again” and “I’m not so innocent.” This is of course a father’s worst nightmare.
This year it was my sister. Nothing quite as an affront to my sanity as the American Idol Barbie, but annoying still. Polly Pockets. And not just one but 4 sets of these miniscule dolls with tiny rubber clothes and even smaller accessories. This was apparently the hit gift of Christmas. She took this out of the box on Monday Morning (trying to salvage some sort of sanity I would not let her open it until we got home, lest hundreds of little pieces get left at Grandma’s house).
Just a reminder, Monday was our “play date” day. Just Daddy and Daughter. Well w
e played with Polly Pockets literally all day long, and into the evening. Toys this small were not meant to be handled by big ox guys like me. But for LatteGirl it was fantasic. And all the CLOTHES that came with it (over 40 items, just begging to be sucked up by the vacuum cleaner). She was just in heaven, which was the only thing that managed to keep me sane through 12 hours of play. The clothes to their credit do go on and off fairly easily, but do not fit very well, making it difficult to use the ski lift and other parts of this toy, which is not the best quality item in the world and has a tendency to come apart.
To top it off, along with the “Ski Hotel” (pictured) it also came with a “fashion bar” (meaning a beauty salon that looks more like a bar). Lots more ITSY BITSY TEENY TINY LITTLE accessories that are IMPOSSIBLE to find once the get into the rug. Cleaning up after playtime was an hour long search for pieces to get everything away.
I can only wonder what they hell the relatives have planned for her birthday party this year!
#1 Dad
I received this as a Christmas Gift. Completely unexpected, nothing could have made me happier.
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