A sleeping baby is the best thing in the world, for obvious reasons. When your baby sleeps, she’s not crying or hungry or demanding you not only hold her but walk around while holding her. When your baby is asleep, you can shower or eat or fold the laundry. You can even enjoy a cup of coffee while your baby sleeps. I thought of all this things prior to having a baby whose naps gave me freedom, but I didn’t anticipate the best parts of a sleeping baby. My favorite thing about my sleeping baby is the way her pouty little lips open in a miniature “O.” I love how she falls asleep while nursing, her warm little body curled around me. Her sleepy funny faces where her eyebrows shoot up but her eyelids remain closed make us laugh very time. I love when she falls asleep laying in my chest with her face nestled in my neck. Her little baby smells and the way you can move her little fingers and feet without her waking up. Maybe the very best part of a sleepy baby is watching her wake up. She stretches repeatedly and smiles so big at us. It reminds me that she is just a little person. Sleepy babies are where it’s at. Overtired babies on the other hand…that’s a different story!
I’m back. Back to the world of writing. I was gone for a few reasons, the biggest being that I’m pregnant! Hubs and I are expecting our first little baby (besides our furbabies of course) on September 5th and we couldn’t be happier. We found out in early January and during the first trimester everything is supposed to be very hush, hush. Neither Ron or I are very good at keeping happy secrets (about ourselves anyway) and so the news was spilled a little early, but I still felt it wasn’t something to be shared with the internet just yet. Although various posts and pictures (mostly about Special Baby Dinner…more on that in a minute) have hit Facebook, I almost felt like writing about it on the blog was asking for trouble or unnecessary scrutiny. Yet here I am, unable to continue my absence because I keep thinking of things I need to
talk write about. Usually these thoughts come to me while walking to my car after a shift at the Bucks or while getting ready for work in the morning, and they’ve been happening so often lately it’s obvious I need to put pen to paper, or fingers to keyboard as it were.
Besides the fact that I didn’t feel ready to talk baby on the blog, I’ve also been been a little psycho at work (3 weeks during March found me working full time at BOTH jobs…let’s not even go there) and adjusting to my schedule while pregnant has taken a little longer than I would have thought. I’m looking forward to the summer when I can wind down on hours at the Bucks and get ready for maternity leave. Until then, I think I’ve at least found a good balance and thanks to scheduling meals and lots of help from the Hubs, I seem to have some of my sanity back (which I think he’s thankful for). One of my favorite things he’s taken on is Special Baby Dinner, or SBD for short. Once a week he makes dinner focused around one ingredient, usually a fruit or vegetable of some kind, which he finds from thebump.com, theknot.com’s sister site for pregos. During each week of your pregnancy, the Bump tells you what size the baby is and gives you a food as a point of reference. Last week the baby was the size of a mango! So Ron takes whatever food the Bump dictates and makes both dinner and dessert from it (let me tell you, the onion dessert was interesting…). It’s really fun and usually we have friends or family come over because there’s always a ton of food. It also gets us to try new recipes we never would have sought out, like a Mango pulled pork recipe from last week or the dessert onion rings I alluded to earlier. It’s also really fun to see the Hubs so excited about the baby’s progress. It reminds me after a long week what it all means for our future and it amps me up, too (even when I’m ready to pass out standing up).
In closing I’ll leave you with the ONLY bump picture I’ve taken. In my defense, the bump is still recent and I have plans for REAL weekly bump progress pictures only I’ve been too
lazy busy to get them going. This Thursday marks 20 weeks and I promise weekly bump pics from here on out.
So remember that time about a week and a half ago (bad blogger award) when I was all like, Yay go me! I worked out every day and went to the gym super early this morning and rah rah! And then I started feeling sick and got busy at work and fast forward to today when I haven’t worked out since and all I can think about is a nap? And I have not one but two laundry baskets full of clothes and crap to put away but are instead sitting next to my bed just begging my pup Clark to go ahead and chew all my underwear? Not to mention the lack of existence on this here blog or the stacks of clothes also to be put away which are currently residing on top of my dresses. Yeah, so maybe I spoke too soon there. My day job is going through the re-accreditation process and are expecting a visit from our agency next week so everything is kind of intense at work lately. I managed to get the weekend off this past weekend but filled it with sleep and time with the in-laws instead of blogging and cleaning, although I did clean the kitchen and frig. 1 small victory for Lindsay-kind. But instead of updating you with all the mundane crapola from everyday around here, I thought I’d tell you a funny story I alluded to recently.
This past Halloween, I decided I didn’t want to dress (too) skimpily and would rather have some amazing makeup than focus on short skirts and low shirts. I did still have a short skirt (come on, it IS Halloween), but I also had some super scary makeup from a super scary makeup tutorial that I found on Pinterest. I was a LIVING DOLL. See inspiration pic below…
Yeah, creepy, right? I figured at a dark club with drunk people it would be even better. So after watching the video numerous times, I realized I needed to cover my eyebrows. And while I tried covering them with glue and then foundation/concealor (thanks Google) didn’t exactly work, I knew I could turn to the tried and true liquid latex method. Oh you don’t know what this is? It’s this liquidy crap with the consistency of glue that you can make fake scars and such with. And the video had said I could use it for my eyebrows. Imagine my surprise when after coming home to a super huge bottle my husband bought, I saw that it said “DO NOT USE ON HAIR!” Which is what eyebrows are made of. Another trip to Google and I was slicking my eyebrows with olive oil and praying that the people who said this would easily take the latex off were right. An hour later, I had drawn on eyebrows an inch higher, crazy lips and fake lashes, and looked like a creepy ass doll. My friend Bianca is actually scared of dolls, which I kind of forget at first, and she couldn’t even look at me so mission accomplished.
For the past 2 years, my friends and I have gone to this bar in Hoboken called West 5. It’s awesome because it has a dancing section of the club but also a more subdued front portion of the club where you can get drinks and kind of talk. We get to the club with no problems and the night gets going. I think I was vaguely annoyed, either I wasn’t drunk enough or I was too drunk, because that’s when my mood turns sour. I decided to go dance by myself because no one was listening to me demand dance time and found another friend of mine, Glam Fairy Jessica Romano, aka Jess Hottie, and talked to her for a bit. Things are definitely a little fuzzy in the middle because I kept losing and finding friends and eventually ended up taking shots of Fire whiskey with my friend Leo. Now, how you ever had Fire whiskey? I don’t know why I capitalize Fire and not whiskey, but I guess it’s out of respect for my now feared beverage. First of all, I didn’t realize it was whiskey. It tasted like red hots and I guess I just thought it was vodka, which I had been drinking. Four shots later and I was done. My friends say you can see the moment when I cross from tipsy to drunk and I’m sure that night was no exception. I know we left the bar and I ended up drunk crying in the parking garage by the car (usual) and the rest is just being relayed to you as it was told to me.
My husband, trying to be chivalrous, let me sit in the front of the cab home thinking it would make me feel the least sick. He sat in the back with our friend Frank and I don’t even know who else. Apparently someone (me?) opened the window and threw up out the window sometime on our drive home. Normally, getting it out the window would be cause for celebration, but I was unaware the rear window was also open and apparently what I was expelling was hitting my poor friend Frank full on in the face. I really have no words to say about it besides SORRY FRANK!!!! Seriously, who does these things? You’ll be happy to hear I haven’t had a crazy drinking night since then (I think??) and don’t plan to in the future. I’m kind of over drunk crying and shot taking and DEFINITELY over the miserable day I spent at Starbucks following our night out. Have you ever done something this ridiculous and gross while drunk? Grosser? (Really just trying to make myself feel better here.)
I love New Year’s. Not so much the partying and drinking; I’d rather stay in with friends and family and wake up without a hangover in the morning. I love the fresh start it offers, the chance to change for the better and the idea that the year isn’t tainted just yet.
2012 had its ups and its downs. I had the best day of my life and the worst. I married the man of my dreams and saw my mom fight a losing battle with cancer. I think I’ve experienced every emotion on that spectrum and learned a lot about myself in the process.
This year my resolutions, my goals for 2013, are focused on the better. Better for me, for my relationships, my work, my future. Five months into my marriage, I’m feeling a little more grown-up, a little less interested in taking shots or road sodas. At the end of the day, I want to feel good about myself, mentally and physically.
I don’t have next year all planned out; all I know is that I want to be better all around. I’m not going to commit to losing 30 pounds because I want to lose enough weight to feel good and then maintain that feeling. So my resolutions are less about creating a hard number and more about feelings (because I hardly ever talk about those).
- I want to be healthy. I’m not trying to be the weight I was in high school or fit into a size zero. I want to feel good about how I look and comfortable in my own skin. I don’t want to feel sick or bloated because I ate too much crap. I want to like working out, or at least get hooked on the endorphins,
- I want to have a clean and organized apartment. This doesn’t sound so hard, but nothing in my life is really organized. I want to know I can find socks and clean underwear when I need them and not need to spend 30 minutes searching for the hubs’ Christmas presents.
- I want to grow this blog. It’s become an outlet for me and provides a way to connect with other people. Even my friends, people I’ve known for years, have become closer or opened up more to me because of Hot Mess, Cool Day. I’m so excited to see where it can go.
- I want to be a better friend, a better wife. Despite a busy schedule, I want to make time for the people who are important to me. I want them to know they are important to me and not just because I say it.
- I’d like to better myself educationally. Just because I’m not in school and without a degree doesn’t mean I need to sacrifice my intelligence. I’ve definitely felt “dumbed down” lately and it’s my own fault. Next election, I’d like to feel less lost (or like I have any semblance of what’s going on). And I would really like to get going on my book.
Those are the bare bones of what I would like 2013 to look like. And I wouldn’t mind s few more nights spent with good friends like we had yesterday. Hubs and I spent New Year’s Eve at a friend’s condo eating, drinking (a tiny bit), and playing Twister. It was a lot of fun, we stayed safe, and we avoided crowds and $100 open bars.
I came pretty close to the Twister tournament finals (as a former gymnast, I would hope so), but Daddy Long Legs Joe took the round. Honestly, I probably could have had him if I was willing to dislocate an elbow in the process. Other highlights of the night included a Clemson win, champagne and a brownie contest (go Meg!).
How did you spend your New Year’s Eve? Did you party at home with friends or brave the crowds to ring in the new year?
PS – you SHOULD be seeing Twister photos here but unfortunately I left my phone at my friend Jill’s house tonight and don’t have them! Typical Linds.
TGFPM…thank God for party mode! A least you can see other people’s photos courtesy of Google+!
The girls and baby Wach (not yet born)…also, Julie isn’t interested.
Twister semi-finals…not even the most awkward part.
Also? I’m game for any party that involves yoga pants.
SO. I got my car back on Monday! And yes it was as wonderful as you and I have always dreamed about (I can say always when it was gone for a whole month!). Driving
home (haha home…what’s that?) to work, I enjoyed the smoothness of the ride and my luxurious steering wheel (seriously, I’ve been marveling over my steering wheel all week). It got me thinking about how we take things for granted in our life and how we don’t realize the amazing things we have until we don’t have them anymore.
A few days later, my friend Jillian came to visit me at the Bucks. I was especially excited to see her because she lives in Hawaii and I haven’t seen her since my wedding in July! I immediately ran around the bar and gave her the world’s biggest hug and said hello to her mom as well who she was shopping with. A few hours later while making frappucinos, I saw another friend, Sean, and his mom, Marianne waving to me. Sean grew up with my hubs and their moms are also good friends so I know them both well. (Both Jillian AND Sean were in our wedding party!) After waving hello, offering them a drink (Sorry I forgot, Jill!) and then waving goodbye, I went back to the drink I was making, and it hit me just like it always does in the most mundane everyday circumstances. I’ll never shop with my mom again. It’s weird I thought of it that way because besides one time for bridesmaid dresses, I haven’t shopped with my mom in years, maybe a decade. We fought a lot when I was a teenager and between that and my busy gymnastics/cheerleading schedule, I didn’t go to the mall a lot anyway. Plus the mall was 45 minutes away from my house growing up so no one ever wanted to drive that far unless you were putting in some work (which we did when I was younger!). Even though shopping really wasn’t a recent activity my mom and I did together, I was still upset that it was something that WOULDN’T be happening again. While rationalizing with myself and trying to make myself feel better, 2 things hit me. 1. Although I was a jerk when I was younger and am still coming out of that phase, I feel like I could have been much closer to my mom as an adult. Had she lived in NJ, maybe we would have gone shopping or out to lunch. Then again I think a lot of the ways I am changing (for the better) are a result from my mom’s passing and more recently, my grandfather’s passing. It made me realize the importance of family, even if you don’t always get along.
I’m extremely lucky to have the support system I do because it gets pretty hard sometimes to get through this first year without my mom. I almost think it’s harder to grasp because we lived so far from each other and didn’t see each other or speak often. Everytime I think of something to tell her or feel sick or upset (no matter what my mom is always the one I want when my tummy hurts or I’m sad), I actually take out my phone to call her. One time I did. Weirdly enough, nothing happened, the phone didn’t ring. I think that happened for a reason. It would have hurt too bad to get a disconnected message or hear another voice pick up the phone. I know my mom lives on and is with me all the time. I’ve been thinking of her so much this Christmas season because she was so great at Christmas. Some of the things I’ll always remember:
- Picture frames wrapped in wrapping paper
- Also, PERFECT gift wrapping
- Decorating the Christmas tree together while listening to this song
- My mom re-decorating the Christmas tree because she was a perfectionist
- Her pinecone ornaments that she hid in the tree so they looked like the belonged
- The light up Santa Claus head she hung in my bedroom window. The red and white lights were so comforting at night.
- The millions upon millions of presents we used to get
- How she NEVER bought someone a gift card, something I used to question but nevertheless the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree
- Snowmen…everywhere. My mom loved them. I know have snowman place mats and a snowman shower curtain (courtesy of my mama-in-law!) and I plan to add more over the years
- Anything crafty and DIY. My mom was DIY before DIY was cool. She made so many adorable ornaments and Christmas decorations. My favorite was a large wooden Christmas tree she gave to my grandparents that had all the grandkids’ names on its branches.
- Personalization…she put my sister’s and my names on so many ornaments! After I met my husband, she started doing it with our names.
- Our stockings would be hung on our doorknob when we woke up in the morning and my sister and I would take them into my parents’ room (without looking at the tree!) and open them together on my parents’ bed.
- Christmas morning in general. My mom LOVED watching us open presents. She tried so hard to make us happy and I’m pretty sure she never failed.
Sorry to get all melancholy on ya around the holidays. Blogging is part fun, part therapy for me. It truly helps to be able to get my feelings out about my mom & it’s actually opened conversation with a lot of friends who I probably wouldn’t have talked with about it. Christmas is the perfect time to be thankful for what we have and give to others. I’m doing so through Operation WANA thanks to MODG. Anyway you can help this time of year, even if it’s just a smile for a tired Starbucks employee (hint hint), do so. It feels so good on both ends. (that’s what she said) (sorry I’m not sorry)
I PROMISE…a fun post tomorrow. Merry early Christmas!
Haha see what I did there?
This was the first year (I think?) Ron and I sent out cards and we chose to do a photo card. I THOUGHT of using a photo of us chosen from our professional wedding pictures, but then a special little moment happened while we were stranded at the in-laws during Hurricane Sandy. My in-laws said the pups would make a cute Christmas card and that was all my iPhone wielding self needed. Behold, the Bononno Christmas card 2012:
Aren’t they just the sweetest? Of course, Clark was probably biting Bruce’s legs 2 minutes later, but oh well.
I’m working Bucks for the next 3 nights from 6:30-12 which is going to equal one tired Lindsay. But some happy things coming up include Christmas (duh) which also means 2 days off from work and my aunt’s lasagna, a playdate with one of my favorite girls in the world, Jillian!, who’s home from Hawaii (as well as meeting her boyfriend finally!) and getting my car back this afternoon! Woo hoo! Honestly, after yesterday’s mishaps at Bucks, I was ready for this week to start anew.
Of course I can’t post without expressing my dismay and overwhelming sadness from the tragedy in Connecticut last Friday. There are sick people in this world, but I never could have imagined a disaster of this capacity. My heart goes out to all the families who lost loved ones & my thoughts are with them. Rest in peace to those sweet angels.
Pity party is in full swing around these parts. Ok maybe 1/2 pity party, 1/2 periodic depression who knows. Either way, you know your day isn’t going to be the best when the first thing you do when you wake up is cry. Of course, if your 2 dogs decided 2:10am was the best time to rearrange their sleeping positions, play, fight, growl, and bite you all within your half of a king size bed, you might have cried this morning, too. Also my day goes like this: 8:30-4:30 full time work yo, 4:45-5:45 work Christmas party & leave early because… 6:30-
11:15 12:00am (aka MIDNIGHT because some supervisors suck at closing) Bucks. What my schedule SHOULD look like: 8:30-4:30 work, 4:45-8ish work Christmas party where we get mildly tipsy then eat tons of food to sober up (it works), 8:30-whenever my hubs is done with his MBA (Master Beer Appreciation) at Cloverleaf Tavern getting silly with all of my friends…my friends who drove me around pre-rental car (I really miss my car) and who I haven’t seen since. Cool. So maybe you know why I started my day off with tears! And tomorrow I get to sleep in and go BACK to Bucks for a 2:30- 11:15 MIDNIGHT shift again. Can’t wait until next week when I’m SUPPOSED to get out at 12:15 which pretty much guarantees I won’t be home until 1:30. Awesome sauce.
Anyway, for a little less gloom (sorry) and a little more fun, I’ll tell you about the Carrie concert! She was absolutely amazing. I’m not really super into any once genre of music (besides Britney, bitch) and I’ve liked country for a while, but only gone to a few concerts (Kenny Chesney, Jason Aldean I think?, and a power combo of Brad Paisley, T.Swift, Kellie Pickler and Jack Ingram at some county fair in PA where they also fried pretty much everything and put it on a stick). I was a little lost on what to get my sister-in-law for her birthday, but when I saw Carrie would be performing in Newark the weekend before her birthday, it was a done deal. Getting there was fun of course with so many NJ Transit stations still being out of commission, but we took a train from Montclair to Newark Broad Street and exited the station to be on a creepy street corner. Not so good. Luckily the world’s nicest light rail conductor (yup. Wish I had a picture) took us to Penn Station on his light rail (sounds like something from the Magic School Bus) and then had some stranger man who I can only assume is a frequent rider point us in the direction of the Prudential Center. Can you say hopeless? That was us. In cowboy hats. Following a stranger. In Newark. ANYWAY…the concert was pretty uneventful besides the fact that it rocked my socks off. Hunter Hayes opened and he was amazing. I’m officially a fan of a few of his songs including this one:
PS. Also check out his song “Wanted.” It makes my heart smile.
After intermission (and our beer refill) Carrie came on and wow. I don’t think I’ve ever been to a concert where the artist sounded BETTER, like A LOT better, in person than on their CD. She is the real deal. She also performed with the kids from PS 122 in Brooklyn who have become a little famous as of late. It was super cute. She also had a flying stage. No joke, a piece of her stage came off the main part and was on a pulley system so she and her band moved all the way through the arena. So cool. It was also really cool that it looked kind of like a hot air balloon.
I already really liked Carrie Underwood, but I am officially obsessed fan girl for life. I have had the CD my sister-in-law made for me on repeat in my (stupid rental) car all week. Below are two of my NEW favorites (because don’t we ALL love Before He Cheats and Cowboy Casanova?).
This song makes me want to watch The Wizard of Oz (probably because while it was performed Carrie was in a house in a hurricane a la Dorothy?)
My new fave.
Also check out Can’t Leave Love Alone! Love that one too!
It sucks today. Let me tell you why. I woke up with a headache. That blows. It doesn’t go away like all day when that happens. Also? I had 3 separate detours/traffic stops due to road work. One of them was immediately after the on ramp to route 10. Seriously? While at work I got hit with a super time-consuming tedious stupid project, found out my car won’t be ready until MAYBE Monday or Tuesday & received next week’s Starbucks schedule via phone (finally). In total I will be missing the following: best friend’s birthday party, night out to our favorite bar with my friends, my aunt’s Christmas cookie baking party, and most likely all Friday nights until Christmas which includes an ugly sweater party. Add to this ridiculousness that I have been looking for ways to savor this holiday season since it may be the last I get to enjoy in the 973 for a while, and it’s really quite laughable that there is little to no time to enjoy anything holiday related. Like last night? I had planned to put up the tree (which I did) and even put on lights (fail x 43847839) and ornaments. Our tree has 2 rows of lights at the bottom and no ornaments. Why you might ask? Because this hot mess shocked herself from a broken bulb on our second set of lights. It barely left a mark, but it did sting and burn for a little and tears MAY have been shed. I asked Ron if I electrocuted myself and he said if I had I would have died, but I think he was exaggerating. My 6th grade science teaher (7th? 8th?) supposedly got hit by lightening TWICE and she’s still kicking (I think?).
To get back to the point of this dumb dumb post, this year holidays suck. My sister is in Australia and will be travelling to Europe for Christmas (lucky brat) so I won’t be seeing her at all. I have no time to enjoy Christmas OR see any of my friends/family. Next year I will be celebrating southern style in North Carolina which means no chance to see the tree, eat at Serendipity or play in snow (most likely). It also means no snowboarding, which I was planning on doing this year. Hopefully after the holidays are over I will actually be able to do that. If not, the Burton board I barely used in high school can probably be listed on Craigslist considering Lake Norman, NC is about 6 hours from any chance to snowboard and I doubt I will have anyone to make that trip with me in the future.
Ugh this is just one of those pity party days. I would also tell you I couldn’t stop thinking about my mom this morning and had to turn the music up in the car just to get it out of my head, but I won’t. Or at least I won’t talk about it anymore.
So holidays 2012 are dumb. Just like today. But it is my sister-in-law’s birthday today so there’s that. I’ll get to eat cake with her and tell her happy birthday again which is always fun. We went to see Carrie Underwood last weekend (my gift to her) and it was so amazing. I’ll write a full post because the concert truly deserves it.
So Jenny-fah, despite the fact that I just called today (your birthday) dumb, happy birthday. You’re the only reason today is NOT dumb. I love you!
I love pretty much everything about the holidays. Giving gifts to your loved ones (and receiving them!), yummy holiday treats, parties with friends and families, festive decorations…and Christmas music! A good Christmas song is almost guaranteed to put me in a good mood. I created this playlist on Grooveshark and have been listening to it all day (combined with coffee, it’s been fueling my Monday!). It mixes a few of my all-time favorites with some new songs to try out. Don’t be surprised if it gets updated in the near future! The very first song is my favorite…my mom had the whole CD and used to play it while we decorated the Christmas tree.
PS. Have you use Grooveshark before? It’s so cool! I love the idea of creating online playlists (for free!) to listen to anytime without the randomness of Pandora & Songza (although I’ll never give up my 90′s school dance find!). What would you put on your Christmas song list?
Thanksgiing is only 2 days away and I am gradually reaching the point of “really super duper” excited. Thanksgiving wasn’t always a favorite of mine. When I was little, we would bounce around between my mom’s family and my aunt’s house (dad’s side), but never really created any kind of tradition (that I can recall anyway…my sister says I have a horrible memory of our childhood, so who knows?). Now that I celebrate with Ron’s family, it’s a day I look forward to and is the perfect precursor to Christmas!
First of all, the day is full of food, one of my (unfortunately) favorite things, and it is socially acceptable to stuff yourself into a food coma. Ron’s family has some EXCELLENT cooks and no holiday is complete without something delicious. I’m especially looking forward to stuffing and mashed potatoes! Secondly, I truly love spending time with Ron’s family and with Thanksgiving at his parent’s house (ie. right around the corner from our apartment!) we can be there ALLL day with the dogs and have a short trip home to roll into bed. Last, but not least Thanksgiving means the holidays are really here and we can start decorating, buying gifts with a vengeance, listening to Christmas music & getting into the overall holiday spirit.
It’s always important to remember others around the holiday season, and with “giving” right in the name of this particular holiday, you can’t help but think about it. If everyone gave just 1 item of food to a food pantry or helped at 1 fundraiser or donated 1 gift to a child or family in need, we could all have a little more to celebrate this holiday season. My work (not the Bucks, my full-timer) is having a food drive tomorrow to donate to the Interfaith Food Pantry in Morristown, NJ. I’m sure companies all over are doing something similar and this is the perfect time of year to think of others. Donate old clothes or toys you don’t use or pick up something new for a worthy child. Spend some time at a nursing home or volunteering at a neighborhood fundraiser. Pick up the bill for the person behind you at Dunkin Donuts or tip generously at your next restaurant visit. Even something as simple as a smile to a stranger could help turn that person’s day around. And the act isn’t totally selfless (just ask Phoebe from Friends) because it will make you feel good, too.
Happy Thanksgiving! Enjoy all the food, family, friends & impending holiday season!