Thursday, November 17, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
I'm an awkward and uncomfortable thing
- Rode the El into the city
- Caught up with the Occupy Philly people who were marching around for bank transfer day
- Went to a whole bunch of stores but niether of us bought anything
- Finally decided what I want to do to celebrate my 30th with friends
- Went to Sephora and tried on a bunch of outrageously expensive makeup. (Seriously, who would buy a 30 dollar single eyeshadow?!)
- Ate dinner at El Camino Real (SO YUMMY)
- went to a Barcade that featured tons of video games from the 80s like Ms. Pacman, Tron, Double Dragon, Tetris, etc.
- Ran into someone I knew from Pitt there.
- Made plans for Thanksgiving Eve to see my old friend Nicole.
I finally decided to sign Isaac up for the winter Saturday soccer clinic. If you've talked to me at all this weekend, chances are I probably hashed this to death with you, but it's been weighing heavily on my mind. Isaac was invited to this winter Saturday soccer clinic that runs from the end of fall soccer to the beginning of spring soccer.
- Pros
- it will help him improve as a player
- it is recommended for kids who will probably play travel soccer, which Isaac probably will
- It will give us something to do on Saturday mornings when he is with me
- He loves, loves, loves soccer.
- Cons
- we have to buy him indoor soccer shoes
- it will mean a Saturday commitment for 75% of the year
- it means that our visitation schedule is reduced to only Saturdays for 75% of the year instead of whole weekends.
- It makes me miss having occasional Friday nights to myself.
- And then it makes me feel terribly guilty and selfish for missing Friday nights so much.
I had made the decision to NOT have him do it after I recieved the inital e-mail invitation. There are plenty of other years for soccer clinics. But of course the coach came over and mentioned it in front of M (Isaac's dad) and of course he thought I should for sure do it. This of course made me insist that he shouldn't, just to be contrary and disagreeable. Anyways, his dad agreed that he would take him some extra Saturdays to make up for missed Friday nights. So I think that's a good compromise. And I swear I won't talk about it anymore.
ANYWAYS.
Back to my birthday. The big 30. I will be blogging more extensively about that sooner or later I'm sure. In the mean time I stumbled across this vlog about it that I loved and thought I would share. I thought I found a grey hair the other day, just in time for the big birthday and that freaked me out way more than the age bracket change does. I called Isaac into the bathroom and demanded to know if the hair was white or blond. He declared it to be white and then helped me rip it out of my head. Hopefully ten more don't grow in it's place. I'm not ready for that. Anyhow, I will begin celebrations this Friday with a family dinner at a local Hibachi. We went last year and had so much fun, but Isaac was at his dad's. This year I wanted to choose a time when he could come too, cause I think he will love it. More birthday plans to come.
I guess I better wrap this up and go to work. Happy Tuesday all!
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Monday, October 31, 2011
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While I'm on the topic of beauty products, I think it's safe to report that I am OBSESSED with these lip balms. I picked up the melon one at Ulta but I got the strawberry one at Target, right in the checkout line. Try them! They are adorable and soooooooooo YUMMY.
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Saturday, October 29, 2011
tick, tick, tick
But anyways, there is a new young pregnant girl who just moved into my ward. Her husband is here for (...wait for it...) dental school. Someone asked her if she has found a good Ob-Gyn yet and she mentioned that she is going to the practice where I went when I was pregnant with Isaac.
For some reason (I'm blaming PMS), just hearing her say that really hit a chord with me and I found myself welling up with tears. I think it was one part wistful nostaglia and one part brazen envy. I wonder if I will ever get a chance to excitedly tell someone that I am seeing Dr. Segal and my baby is due in a few weeks.
I turn 30 in a few weeks and it just feels like time is passing by at a breakneck speed. I'm worried that I will never have that opportunity, or if I do that my ovaries will be totally stalled out.
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See? They're not untouched roots. I'm just being fashion forward....