It's Finally Friday!

I feel like this Friday has taken extra long to get here. I even took a sick day this week and I still feel like I have been in my office forever.  I really felt the need to blog today, but my head is still too stuffy for me to think straight, so I am joining a link up.  Here are 5 things that I have wanted to write about, but haven't had the time or energy to make a real post.


ONE. I hate Black Friday.  As many of you know, I am a all about getting killer deals and paying almost nothing for retail things. (maybe some day I will write a quick tutorial about it).  But I hate black Friday.  It saddens/angers me that important holidays are being lost in a commercialized haze.

TWO. Have you ever just known without a doubt that you should do something?  That's how I feel about being a mother.  I know that I was made to be a mother.  Needless to say, the baby bug has bitten me.  logically and monetarily. is it wise for me to have a child right now?  Maybe not, but we wait until every little thing is in place, then we would be waiting forever.

THREE. This one totally ties into #2 (I told you I have baby fever).  How do all the working moms out there do it?  How can you afford to pay for childcare and put food on the table?  The cost of childcare makes it almost not worth working!.... yet another reason we should maybe wait for a kid...

FOUR. Balancing Holiday as a married person pretty much sucks.  Thankfully, my mother is super understanding and could care less if we celebrated Christmas on the 25th or the 10th.  She is just happy to spend time with us.  Dean's family is all about HUGE gatherings and traditions.   It's a little overwhelming for this Scrooge-like only child.

FIVE.  I wish I wasn't afraid of change.  Dean desperately wants to move to Europe or at least the northern west coast.  To me, the thought of having to start all over in a new place without knowing anyone scares the crap out of me!  Even if on paper it looks better.

Dogs and Waffles Don't Mix.

It's no secret to me that the majority of my better posts are stories about my animals.  What can I say?  It just happens that way.  This time is no exception.

Saturday morning I had the brilliant idea of making waffles for breakfast. Cause really, who doesn't like waffles?  Dean was already in bed, so there was no way that I was going to make a whole batch.  I halved the recipe and expected  to get about 3 waffles out of it.

I mixed all three of the ingredients together (yes, I used a mixed, I know - how undomesticated of me), and started pouring the mix into my waffle iron.  As I am pouring, it appears that all of the batter will fit.  Foolishly I thought "awesome, now I won't have left overs", instead of "this should have made 4 waffles".  I put the mixing bowl in the sink and tuned around to see the batter oozing out of the waffle iron, like a volcano at a fourth grade science fair.

It was a hot mess.  It started dripping down the cabinet to the floor faster than I could find the paper towels.  That's when Faust thought it would be fun to lick up what was on the floor.  The only problem with that, is that more batter was on it's way down.  In a time frame of maybe 30 sec, my dog was covered in waffle batter.  his whole ear, is collar, and a few drops on his face.  He was a mess, but at least he was a cute mess.

Yes, I was bribing him with a Milk Bone.  How else do you get a non-blurry photo of a 8 month old puppy?

Wimpy still thinks he is a dog.

Yes, I know I am not a mother yet, but...

It has always annoyed me when people find a way to dismiss my opinion about something.  My opinions are exactly that, mine.  Just because you disagree with me, does not make my opinions any less valuable.  Lately I have found that a lot of younger mother's completely disregard my opinions when it comes to parenting. It all started with a Facebook post that I mentioned last week.  Frankly, it pisses me off.

I don't know how to say this with out sounding completely full of myself, so I am just going to say it.  For  a young woman who doesn't have any children of her own yet, I know a whole heck of a lot about kids. For as long as I can remember I have been drawn to children and have purposely  made an effort to be around them.  I was a summer nanny when I was 15 for 4 kids, a camp counselor, a children's ministry director, a regular baby sitter, ect.  So, when some one tells me that I "don't understand" something because I haven't given birth, it hurts me.  

Now, I am not claiming that I will be the world's greatest mother.  I understand that there will be challenges and new learning experiences along the way.  And I am fully expecting to feel emotions I have never experienced before.  But please don't tell me "I don't get it".  Just because I haven't experienced childbirth or motherhood yet, does not mean that I do not understand the importance of the emotional impact it will have on my life.

A good friend of mine put it this way, "people tend to get cocky with the things they have had to learn though experience that they didn't know before.  Especially if it is in a field such as children that they knew nothing about before they had to."  I completely agree.  If mommy wars are this bad before I am even expecting, I can only imagine how much worse they will get!

I will get off my soap box now, but please keep that in mind  people's opinions are valuable, and adding a smiley face to your blunt and insulting comment, doesn't make it any less insulting.