I swear I’m still around. I’m going to get a chance to catch up on blogs if it kills me (or at least by Thursday since I have Thanksgiving and Friday off). Anyways, I promise I can explain my absence.
Baby growth spurt.
Seriously, they warned me this would happen in the next few weeks. I wake up a little bigger every day and I have to take a nap to make it to bed time. Oh, and I can’t stop eating. It’s been two whole hours and I’m eyeing up the dog as snack food again. They’ve been rolling in poop and mud a lot lately, probably because they want to smell as bad as possible so they don’t turn in to snacks. Or, ya know, because poop is eau de puggle and they think it makes them smell awesome.
Anyways, we also bought a car this weekend. Say hello to my favorite car ever:
And by say hello, I mean picture a candy red Ford Fiesta SES. There would have been a picture, but husband forgot to take it and now it is dark. I’ll put the picture in here when I get one. I promise it’s pretty.
I know, red can be douchey, but it was what we could get. And it’s more maroon than bright, so I’m ok with it. But as much as it makes me a consumer whore, I love this car. I love the Sync (I can make calls in the car from my mobile phone using integrated Bluetooth), I love the magical butt warmers (heated seats), and I love how comfortable it is to drive. Oh, and the hatch means we can keep the puggles in the trunk and thus off the baby if we want to take them all together.
Of course, there was a tantrum at the dealer once, but then they gave me Oreos and a better deal. Tantrums work, people. And any car dealer that gives me Double Stuff Oreos is awesome.
It’s nice to know that 5 years of saving for car/house/baby was actually worth it. Next I need to learn to extreme coupon and grow my own garden. Oh, and cook. Anyone want to share their favorite recipe? Bonus points for short prep and/or slow cooker. I love Pinterest for giving me such an easy way to store recipes. Too bad all the pictures make me crazy hungry at 10:30 in the morning (too early for lunch, but too close to lunch for breakfast).
We started looking at houses this weekend, but we have a problem. Husband likes country/old-fashioned and I like suburban/modern. There was one house we kind of liked, but it had some weird unfinished parts and it was a short-sale with holes in walls and such. Also, it appeared that it was being reclaimed by nature considering the GIANT wolf spider on the back stairs and the stinging insect chilling inside.
Our realtor assured us that most people look at 20 houses before they find the one. He didn’t seem surprised that we didn’t like any of them, so I’ve decided not to get too worried. For those of you who are homeowners, how did you know when you found “the” house? Anyone else have radically different taste from their partner/spouse?
Oh! And I actually got some freakin’ exercise this weekend! I met some MITers for a 3 mile walk. It took us an hour and my hips/back were achy after, but it was so good to get some fresh air and get moving. I really need to make my husband drag me out for walks more. I just don’t enjoy walking the way I do running, but I’m allowed to walk so I need to start doing more of it.
Anyone else love to run and hate every other form of exercise? Maybe I’d like riding a bike, but I never got around to learning. I swear I will get on that next year. Maybe I’ll find some more motivation now that I’m breaking up with a bunch of shows. New Girl and Grimm, I’m looking at you. Anyone else kind of unimpressed with this year’s shows? I like Once Upon a Time and Ringer, but the rest are kinda blah.