Disturbing Symptoms?

I'm a little bit worried about Baby Girl.

Lately she's been exhibiting an unsettling amount of blurriness.

For instance:

See what I mean?  Definitely something worth mentioning to her doctor.

Here's a fun game!  Let's Play:  Why Is This Baby So Darn Happy?

A:  She poked her Mom in the eye.
B:  She just pulled out some of her Mom's hair.
C:  She just tried to rip off her Mom's lip.
D:  All of the above.

I think the answer is obvious.  Ah... Motherhood. =)

Anyway, I'll write more soon.

Soon as I fix this apple juice keyboard.

Resolutions: Blog More, Facebook Less

Look at me posting twice in one week.  Someone deserves a pat on the back.  And that someone is me.  

And you.  Also probably you.


Yesterday I introduced you to my first goal for 2012, to start dating again.  So today, I was going to talk about the oh-so-typical "lose weight" resolution and why I'm not making it, but one of my dear readers was so kind as to point out that I really should make it a goal to blog more.  And that just so happens to be:

RESOLUTION NUMBER THREE:  Blog More, Facebook Less

(slightly out of order, but I like to give the people what they want)


So why blog more?  Well primarily it's because of my raging narcissism that I see absolutely no reason to try to keep in check.  On the exact same hand,  it also gives me a chance to remind you all just how delightfully witty I am (more on that later).  Generally though, writing is therapeutic, according to the American Psychological Association.  Additionally, people who write, especially those who publish their writing on Blogs, tend to be more attractive, wealthier, and generally more popular than those who write on desks, bus seats, and bathroom stalls according to this article.  

Blogging also gives me a place to write about all the awesome things Mili does without having to worry about how my handwriting looks while trying to squeeze words onto those tiny blank lines in baby books.  So my resoultion, translated into measurable goal is: to update my blog once a week.    

Now I was going to write about why I've decided to Facebook less, but I've run out of time, so I'll summarize for now.  Facebook is a time stealing, harbinger of the apocalypse, created by the CIA to spy on you and also wants to EAT YOUR BABY!  

Or maybe it's just the time stealing part.  I can't go into more detail write now though, because I need to go check my Facebook.  

IT'S 2012 BABY!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

So it's time for the obligatory New Year's Resolution post, but first I'd like to say a belated "HAPPY HOLIDAYS!" to all my readers! That means you, Mom, Dad, Husband, and Stacy.*

Second, I'd like to yell at you all for not reading my blog since September!  

Grumble Grumble. 

Wait... What's that you say?  I haven't written a post since September?  I'm sure that's no excuse.  It does, however, bring me to my list of resolutions for 2012 and the pointy point of this post.  

This year I made some some achievable, measurable, goals out of my usually vaguely vague resolutions, and I'll be bringing them to you in posts over the next couple days / weeks (when I get around to it).  So hold onto your pants, this next part will be exciting.  For those of you who only come here for pictures and amusing anecdotes about the Beanette, you can skip this part and I promise there will be an amusing-to-me story about Mili at the end.  

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Resolutions Goals

Spend More Time With My Husband  Go on one date with Caleb every week:

As awesome and wonderful as Baby Girl is, she's surprisingly awful at dating.  For instance, she never tells me how pretty I look, and not once has she offered to even split the bill.   Sure, she can't speak English and has no source of income herself, but honestly, that excuse just reminds me she doesn't have a job yet.  

I once stumbled upon a blogger that declared that people who talk about wanting any time away from their children are selfish, Godless, heathens, who probably shouldn't have had children in the first place.  The key to a happy family, they said, is integrating children into every facet of your life and to also stop being a whiny jerk.  I paraphrase of course.  Well, my child still gets the majority of her nutrition direct from my body and continues to remind me of that fact during the wee hours of the night and morning on a regular basis.  And she is 7 1/2 months old.  I'm not sure how to integrate her into my life much more.

So I'd like to spend a few hours every week sans Baby Girl, and avec Caleb.  That doesn't mean we have to go out to eat, or even go anywhere.  Just spend a couple hours a week going on a walk, playing games, conversing, or otherwise reconnecting.  

So there you have it.  Goal Numero Uno!

Now for the Beanette fans, I was going to post a story about Mili fighting a plastic butterfly or her bizarre and inconsistent sense of humor.  (Why was the word "boat" HILARIOUS yesterday, but boring today?   What is so darn funny about pizza crust?)  Alas, she's currently waking up from all 10 minutes of a nap, so instead I'll post this amusing picture.  

Photo Credit:  Susan Shipper Koonce

 

*If you're upset about not getting a shout out, you should comment more (and also I should read up on my own blog, so I actually remember who comments).

Love To All!