It's like a drug

It's like a drug. A bad one. A very addicting one. It's the housing itch. So many new houses for sale. That's not even including the new construction homes. Thomas and I have had quite a few talks lately about our lovely but getting little and full and cramped home. It's great for the three of us, but there are a few things that are needing some changes - soon. (1) Get the damn cat box out of the bathroom closet. Argh. (2) It would be nice to not have to put our Guiter Hero drumset in the office everytime we are done playing. If we don't, the cats chew all over it. (3) It would be nice not to leave Sadie's bouncer and jumparoo and blankies and boxes of toys to where you can't walk to the fish tank to turn the lights on. The list goes on and on. Don't get me wrong - I love our house. It's modern. It's comfortable. But with more people comes more stuff.... and unfortunately less room.

So we've been looking. I need a yard. I need a bathroom that I don't have to stradle the toilet or stand on it or stand in the tub in order to close the door. (Which explains why I never both to close the door in our master bath - NO FRICKING ROOM.) I need a laundry room where I can actually move with out hitting one of the four doors that are within elbows reach. I want a bigger kitchen. I love my kitchen now... but I can't fit anything else in there. And it's not very lending to entertaining guests because of the layout. We have found a few to narrow our search down to. Now it's the viewing, weighing all our options stage. Keep in mind this is all contigent upon selling our current home. Yes, home, not house. It's more than that. It's our first home together. We've put hours and hours and hours into this house fixing it up and laughing and watching movies and arguing over PlayStation games and cleaning the closet once every six months (maybe). You get the idea. So that's where we stand - in the middle of looking and trying to sell. Isn't that typical?

TPS Reports (aka quick status update - yes I'm still alive)

Sadie is getting so big and learning so fast. It's crazy. She's talking/babbling like you wouldn't believe, growing, eating, pooping, playing, sleeping, and overall being the best baby ever. I'm allowed to say that right? She's my baby, I'm here momma, I'm supposed to say stuff like that. And I mean every word of it.

Work has been crazy busy - numerous deadlines, lots to do. Good stuff. Not to mention tax season on top of that for job numero dos. Phew. And Thomas has some crazy deadlines at his work requiring weekend work and second shifts here shortly. But it'll all soon be over. Then we can go back to "normal", whatever that may be.

Workout/Exercise has been fairly good. I've been participating in these bootcamp sessions after work. It's fun, it's different, and I have no excuse not to go because I'm already at work. I haven't seen much change yet, but at least I'm getting out there and doing it. And having other people there to encourage/push/shove me along is always helpful.

Moms groups - awesome awesome awesome. Lots of meetups everywhere - from coffee conversations to bunko groups to martini nights. Awesome. So much fun. And great to know that there are other busy moms out there that need an outlet for life like I do.

Sorry so short, internet, but this is all the time I have for now. Maybe more posts of substantial news and thoughts will come after tax season and after all of these deadlines at work. Just maybe. (But don't hold your breath on that one.)

Some time used wisely and a new program

Do I dare attempt a post? Yeah.... I'll give it a shot. Work has been crazy busy - and that's both jobs. At least Thomas and I have enjoyed as much of the weekend as we got together. We've done a bit of shopping at Grapevine Mills the other day. We bought Sadie some shorts and new shoes, which she has lready figured out how to undo the velcro and chew on her shoes when she gets her feet to her face. Yesterday, we met up with some friends for dinner and a movie at their house. It was a good just to get out, get away from the house and work, and relax and do something different than just coming home and eating dinner, watching tv, play with Sadie for two minutes, then off to bed for all of us. Today, we doodled around in Southlake for a few shops in there. It was a really nice day to be walking around outside. Sadie greatly enjoyed it.

On another note, I've started a new (yes, yet another) workout program. The husband of one of the ladies at my work is a personal trainer and holds group bootcamp sessions twice a week right after 5:00 pm, so there's no excuse for me not to go. I'm already there. I just have to change my clothes and actually leave my desk on time. (Which lately has been a little hard to do - STOP SNAGGING ME LAST MINUTE, PEOPLE!). I've gone to two sessions so far and I love it. I'm actually jogging. Yes, jogging. My big lump butt is jogging. I know I don't have a lump butt, but it emphasizes my point that I'm jogging. The last time I remember jogging or running was my freshman year of high school for my competitive soccer team. Yeah.... ten years ago. Ten stinking years. Holy crap. Now, don't assume that I've been a lazy turd since then - I have eight years of marching under my belt, and then a full summer of DCI marching... but never any jogging/running. The sessions are fun - lots of different exercises to make up a full body workout each time with weight training, resistance training, and cardio all rolled into one session. Awesome. I'll keep it up for at least the month that I paid for. Now the question is will I eat properly to help the weight loss effort along, or will I totally botch it and eat out and enjoy my Wing Stop once a week? Hehe. We'll see.

Don't we all love Elmo? Or at least agree that he's demonic?

We went to see Sesame Street Live: Elmo's Green Thumb this afternoon for my nephew's birthday. There were a TON of kids there. Holy moley, too many kids for my taking. And of course, about halfway through the second half of the show you could tell that it was every kid's nap time. Cranky cranky cranky. But still all good. It was a cute show, a little creepy at times, but overall good. Sadie enjoyed all of the bright lights and music. I'm sure that that is all that she got out of it. But she wasn't fussy or anything. And that's surprising, considering she was sick the past few days vomiting everywhere. She just had to clear out her system - now she's back to her normal self - happy, playful, hungry, crazy.

In other news (as if where really news, if so we should all run for the hills), shopping for clothing stinks. Nothing fits right, and right now everything, in my opinion, is ugly as ever. So boring and drab, or even the other extreme as to who the heck would wear that moments. After reluctantly sorting through racks and racks of clothing, all I found this weekend was some good old plain Jane solid color v-neck t-shirts. How lame. I don't think I am ever going to get rid of the plain Jane look I've always had. It sucks. I try so hard to not necessarily be trendy, but spice things up a bit. And nothing works. Then I get frustrated and end up going shlumpy everywhere. Argh. Any suggestions? Anyone? Tim Gunn? Stacey London? Hello? Internet? HELP ME!