At 10 p.m. sharp…

I'm not much of a TV watcher these days. Honestly, when I sit down to watch a little TV before bed, it's more for the cute guy I snuggle with on the couch than for what I'm actually watching.

But here's where I sheepishly admit that I can't wait for the season premiere of Grey's Anatomy tonight.

I've got it all planned out: as soon as I'm done this post, I will feed Gracie some lunch, pack her in the stroller and take her to the park, where I will let her run around for at least a couple of hours and thoroughly wear her out. Then, I will come home, pull out the Pillsbury Pizza Dough and make us some pizza. Not only is it yummy, but it creates very few dishes for mommy to clean up…

Bath time will be 6:30 p.m., we'll get out at 7 p.m., play hide and seek and read stories until 8 p.m., and then it's bedtime for Gracie! Once Gracie is actually asleep, probably about 8:30 p.m., I will get my running shoes and head for the gym, which is 10 minutes away. I'll jump on the treadmill (well, not literally) and run until it is 9:30 p.m. That should give me enough time to come home, have a shower, and have the popcorn all ready for the beginning of Grey's Anatomy at 10 p.m.

If only I could use these organizational skills in the other areas of my life…

Wednesday Words

A few months back, Nate made a trip to Chapters to get the next couple books in the series he was reading, and came home with an armful of books for Gracie too. As she immediately reached for the ones with horses on the cover, he handed me a book called "Tough Chicks" (by Cece Meng) and said this one was sort of for Gracie, and sort of for me.

Boy, was he right. I love this cheeky little story about three chicks who are just a little bit different from the rest of the flock. The story is so much fun, the illustrations are gorgeous, and Gracie loves the part where they go: "peep, peep, zoom, zip, cheep!

If you have little girls in your life, this would be an excellent story to run out and get. Except for you Cheyenne. I may or may not have already purchased this story for your little one. Just saying…

First Fireworks

Without a doubt, my favorite thing about living in Airdrie is the fireworks. They do fireworks for everything here. Canada Day, Christmas, New Years, and any other celebration in between, there is always a free fireworks show down at Nose Creek Park.

Well, today was Airdrie's 100th Anniversary, and they kicked off the four-day celebration with, you guessed it: fireworks at City Hall! So we packed Gracie up and took her to see her very first fireworks show.

It was a big hit. I think we will be fireworks regulars from now on.

T minus 31 minutes and counting…

Tonight, I am counting down the minutes until Gracie is in bed. I don't usually do that, but today she's been a really special kind of grumpy. I just like to call it TWO. As in, holy crap, my usually sweet little girl is sure being TWO today.

I've got absolutely nothing done. I start something, and then Gracie commences being TWO, and the project is soon abandoned. And then, because I'm a whole lot older than TWO than I'd like to admit, I completely forget the project I started. And since the house doesn't seem to want to clean itself, I start a new project. And then Gracie commences being TWO, and the project is soon abandoned…can you see the infinite loop happening here?

I know I shouldn't really complain, because most of the time she is a very, very good kid who listens to me and does what I ask of her. But today -- today the TWO sure took over. I wonder if I have any wine left in the fridge…

Like spring cleaning, only fashionably late

So, what do you think of the new digs? I was feeling like it was time for a change. I started out wanting to do this really ambitious re-design, but after a few minutes of trying to do it, I remembered that I was a PRINT designer, not a WEB designer, and I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. So…I spent a very large number of hours figuring out how to make a pretty heading. It's nice, don't you think?

And I celebrated by making Rice Krispie Squares. No, really. I actually did.

Alright everybody. I want you to ignore the dirty bathroom floor that needs vacuuming, and the chipped toenail polish, and the really weird sandal tan that I have developed this summer, and take a look at those red numbers. Those wonderful red numbers.

Because, my good people, that is the nicest my bathroom scale has been to me since Gracie was born. And I'm so happy that instead of being a normal person who keeps things to herself, I'm actually putting a picture of how much I weigh on the internet FOR EVERYONE TO SEE.

I know, I know. I've gone a little nuts. But I'm just so damned proud of myself I could burst, and I feel like doing a little bragging. I lost the first 10 pounds baby! I'm halfway there! Just 10 more to go!