Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Day 6

Out of time at the end of the day. I need to try doing this in the morning.

Monday, November 05, 2007

Slow Month

I think that I am destined to fail at NaBloPoMo. Tonight I have only a smattering of words little Whompers can say: butbawol (football), mama, dada, maow maow, bubub (bubble), bwoon (Balloon), up, hi, go, appol (apple), and big Whompers name - she asks about her big sister as soon as she wakes up each day.
Bright Eyes was great - Simon Joyner is touring with them and I enjoyed him also. I forget the name of the opening band - they let the bass player sing the first song of the set and would have been better off if he sang them all. A good time nonetheless. I am still trying to recover from the late night plus time change, so goodnight everyone - I'm pooped.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

No time, no time

I'd post something substaintial, but Little Whompers is screeching at me 'cause I am using the computer without her help, and I'm trying to get ready to go see Bright Eyes. I haven't been to a show of any sort in years - my last attempt was a Pixies show three years ago that ended up getting cancelled. Forgive my lack of content, I'm going out without my children to see a great band from my home state. I know you wish me a fantastic evening.

Saturday, November 03, 2007

Muffin Love

I am in love with these muffins from Amy Karol.
Take a few minutes to browse her site.

Friday, November 02, 2007

Anxiety Schmiety

Ahhh, day two. I said ahwile back that I would talk about therapy and anxiety during NaBloPoMo, instead of just posting cute things my kids say and do. That just sounds depressing. Cute kids, a bit cheesy. Mental issues, depressing (and a bit boring).
Here goes, I guess.
Anxiety - I've got, and if I looked outside myself for a bit it would almost seem I invite it. I worry about things that most people don't even consider. I worry about every decision I make, whether I have made the wrong ones. I feel like life is going to sneak up and bite me in the ass, but it will all be my fault.
There are a variety of things I obsess over, so I think I'll tackle them one at a time. Tomorrow's topic - the biggest anxiety inducer I know - Money.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Off to a slow start

This morning I sat down at my desk and thought "Wow, November first already.
Oh Crap - NaBloPoMo." That's right folks, I was almost out on the first day, having totally spaced it off. I wonder if I would have remembered. Probably, when I sat down to my feed reader and wondered why everyone was posting all of a sudden.
Unfortunately that was not my first "duh" moment of the day. That moment occurred when I walked down the hall toward my lab at 6:30 this morning and had the sudden realization that I was not wearing shoes. To be clear, I didn't leave my house and drive in 40˚ weather totally unshod, but those slippers I was wearing were not going to cut it for the entire day. So I poured an acrylamide gel and then went home for shoes while it set up. Fortunately I was able to sneak into my house and get shoes without waking the clan - it would have been a half hour trip for sure if the girls had woken up.
Finally, a bit of intoduction for any newcomers. I am a 28 year old scientist in the mornings and a mom of two girls 24/7. I am married to a wonderful man, Ehemann, and our daughters are 4 and 1. I refer to my kiddos as Big Whompers and Little Whompers, which is tedious to type and probably annoying to read, but I try to keep this anonymous. This is my second round of NaBloPoMo - I astounded myself by actually writing every day last November (and then posted very sparsly between then and now). This year, in addition to documenting a bit of what my girlies are like at this time of their lives, I am going to try to sort though some of my own issues as well.
Welcome to the Whompers.