Conversations with Noah

Noah (looking at something on the bathroom counter): Mommy, what's that?
Me: It's a tampon.
Noah: What does it do?
Me: It's a girl thing.
Noah: But what is it for?
Me: I'll tell you when you're older.
Noah: Oh....like when I'm 4?

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Me: Who are your friends in class?
Noah: Umm...Austin. And Mackenzie!
Me: Mackenzie is a cutie.
Noah: Yeah, she's GORGEOUS!

My Sickness

If you know me at all, you know I really like to be organized. Some (*cough* Trevor *cough*) might call me anal. Or Monica.

But the fact is that I really, really, really like things to be clean and organized. I can't help it. I make the bed every morning, I clean up every night and I want to curl up in the fetal position if there are too many toys on the floor.

So you might call The Container Store my mother ship. I could spend HOURS wandering every aisle. The possibilities for organization are ENDLESS and they come in all sorts of colors and shapes and materials!

Needless to say, when Rich & Lana bought me a gift card to my favorite store, it was gone in less than a week. (And I've been known to save gift cards for YEARS.)

Today's project was the bathroom cabinets.

Before

That white shelf only covered the front half of the cabinet (due to the ass load of plumbing back there) so there were things just thrown behind it.

After

The purple bin holds all of our extra soap, toothpaste, razors, etc. (right up front where Trevor can find it). The rest of the crap is all mine.

Before

Trevor's cabinet. We started out putting medicine in that plastic shoebox, but that quickly spilled over the side and just kept growing. He had crap thrown behind those bins, too.

After

Oops, it's 2010.

And I forgot to update my blog at all in December. I do have some pictures to post, which I will probably get to sometime in March (okay, seriously shooting for this weekend).

Now you're expecting me to write that in 2010 I resolve to update my blog more often, right? I would, but who are we fooling? Although I must say that the primary reason I don't update more often is simply because that it's a pain in the ass to download pictures off the camera. Coupled with the fact that I'm lazy, and you can see why December 2009 is a gaping blog-hole.

So maybe I need to update more often WITHOUT pictures! Which would be a viable option if I had any writing skills whatsoever. Which I don't. I read some blogs and I'm so envious of their use of words and imagery and I think 'I could NEVER write like that!'. But then I think of the other 99% of blogs I read and realize that those people have writing skillz similar to mine. And yet I read.

Oh, and speaking of the internets, this morning I was driving to work in the left lane with a group of other like-minded speeders. And you know how when you join a new message board people say that you should just kind of lay low for a while - kind of lurk around until you're familiar with the style and flow of the board? So this jerk in a minivan (of course) enters the Tollway and immediately crosses 3 lanes of traffic and deposits himself RIGHT in the middle of our little caravan. Just like that! Totally messing up our carefully coordinated flow. And I immediately thought 'I'll bet that guy doesn't even lurk before he posts!' And then I thought 'I can't believe I just thought that.' Maybe I need to cut back on the internets for a bit.