I haven't had much on my mind lately. I meant to post about a couple movies I saw over the weekend though. Both were pretty good, but still gave me a bad taste in my mouth at times.
We rented The Prestige and we were VERY impressed with how well written it was. I mean, this movie has twists and turns over and over! It was towards the ending that I kind of got that ill feeling because there were some unethical themes being revealed. All the magic tricks explained you know... I don't want to give anything away, but if you've seen this movie, you'll understand. Wowee, excellent and creative, but somewhat morbid and sad. Highly recommended.
On Saturday night I went alone to a late showing of Because I Said So. I had been wanting to see this one since before it came out in the theaters. It just looked like one of those hearty chick flicks that would play with every emotion. It didn't disappoint. I was worn out from watching it. I was laughing, crying, etc.
I have to report that if you haven't yet seen this movie, you'll be melting in your seat when Gabriel Macht enters onto the scene. I officially have a new crush -- in a close second with my first celebrity crush, Mike Rowe. Put either one of them in nothing but gauzy linen pants and that would be my delicious fantasy dish! (Yes, Ian knows all about this. I swoon each time we watch Ocean's 12 and that Italian guy does his avoid-the-laser routine.)
Anyway, back to the movie. Miss Mandy Moore plays a cute girl, but how she handles two relationships really bugs. Duh... pick Gabriel!!!!
Okay, that's all I got. Have a great day!
A-Z Meme
I am taking this from Stephanie. Like she said, am really boring lately and I have nothing to blog about.
ACCENT: I don't think I have any dialect in me, but a friend of mine from Indiana says I sound like a Utahn (I grew up in Indiana). I am BIG on English and make every effort to be correct in my grammar. I hate it when people use double negatives and use their pronouns incorrectly... Come on people! We are in America, shouldn't we know (and pronounce) our language a little better? Okay, there is one word that I think most of us pronounce wrong: For, prounounced Fer.
BIBLE BOOK THAT I LIKE: Genesis
CHORE I DON'T CARE FOR: Filing and dusting
DOG OR CAT: Cat
ESSENTIAL ELECTRONICS: my laptop
FAVORITE COLOGNE: Cherry Blossom by Bath and Body Works for every day... Always or Goddess from Avon every once in awhile
GOLD OR SILVER: Both!
HANDBAG I CARRY MOST OFTEN: A huge black bag/purse. It holds just about everything I could possibly need when I'm out and about. There is even space for an extra diaper, etc.
INSOMNIA: Hmmm... this is tough. Is it bad that I can't go to bed any sooner than midnight? Since I had Liam, this is my schedule. I can fall asleep faster these days... that didn't used to be the case.
JOB TITLE: Wife, Mom & Sales Support Administrator
KIDS: one darling boy
LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: 3 bedroom, 2 bath two-story house.
MOST ADMIRABLE TRAIT: In others-One who can tell it like it is and still be loved and respected. In myself-That I love everyone and try my best to see the good in each person I come into contact with.
NAUGHTIEST CHILDHOOD BEHAVIOR: I think the meanest thing I've done is mistreat my sister when we were teenagers. I had a way with words that made her feel small. I never laid a hand on her, but my words bit hard. I love her and we are good friends now, but back then she was the pesty little sister and anything "dumb" she might of said was brought to her attention.
OVERNIGHT HOSPITAL STAYS: I stayed in the hospital when I gave birth.
PHOBIAS: I don't like murky water. I enjoy swimming most in a chlorine pool where I know there are no creatures living.
QUOTE: "Worry looks around, sorry looks back, Faith looks up."RELIGION: The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (Mormon)
SIBLINGS: The oldest of two. One sister.
TIME I WAKE UP: 7:30.
UNUSUAL TALENT OR SKILL: I don't know. Do tell if you can think of one.
VEGETABLE I REFUSE TO EAT: Brussel sprouts, beets and butter beans.
WORST HABIT: Picking at my face... and not realizing it, in front of people too! How gross is that!?
X-RAYS: The most recent was when I went to the ER in December with chest pain.
YUMMY STUFF I COOK: I am not the best cook... I do love to bake goodies though!
ZOO ANIMAL I LIKE MOST: I like seeing any animal in the cat family!
On Parenting
I found THIS list for raising successful children. It's very inspiring. My favorite tip was something I think most of us already do so naturally. "Be enthusiastic. Make sure your face lights up when your children come near you." How easy is that? I seem to pull that one off regularly, so here's hoping my boy turns out to be a successful adult!
You'll notice the very most important point is 1st on the list. Being a parent is HUGE! I don't think every single pair of parents understands the "gravity" of their influence. It's just sad that I've actually witnessed women/men mistreating their children in ways that surely will effect their self esteems forever.
I am so fortunate to have had wonderful examples of motherhood as I've grown up and then after I got married. I've watched my friends handle their children with love and tender care.
Other than my own mother and my mother-in-law, Katie has to be the #1 mom that pops in my mind. I met her when Alli was 2. I loved how she would always get on Alli's level to speak to her. She would always give Alli her full attention when she needed it. She spoke to her with respect, just like she was a pint size adult. She created learning tools to fully exploit her daughter's development. It just amazed me each time I encountered the two of them. Just the way Katie talked about Alli when she wasn't around. She never ever complained of her stewardship. She embraces being a mother in every way a woman should.
Anyway, I've always wanted to be a mom. When I had Liam, I learned a bigger love. I don't think I've learned patience quite yet, but just the largest possible adoration for another human being. Because he is my child, he cannot ask a favor too big. I'll do anything for him with a smile (even in the middle of the night most times). Every expression and movement is beautiful and unique. His recent tantrums are even laughable. (That said, an early stage of the terrible twos will hit tomorrow. I have a way of spewing goodness and the next moment I slap myself for not knocking on wood.)
I just wish every parent was required to take a parenting course before the mother gives birth. It just makes good sense for the government to pass such a law. It's true that nothing can fully prepare a first time parent, but to be informed on the "facts" would be smart. And furthermore to be informed on some basic child psychology would be ideal too. Many moms read books to prepare themselves for motherhood or to counsel themselves through certain difficult stages of their child's development. I am one of them.
It's just ironic that society expects so much from our children, but they don't expect much from the parents. If I were a Miss America contestant, I would want "world peace" too, but with the addendum of how I would follow through on that. I think educated parenting is the wisest first step to a happier society.
**Disclaimer**
I am a new mom and my opinions are neophyte in standing. I applaud and honor clever parents I've run into over the years. I look forward to learning more as my boy grows and as I reach out for further education on parenting.
You'll notice the very most important point is 1st on the list. Being a parent is HUGE! I don't think every single pair of parents understands the "gravity" of their influence. It's just sad that I've actually witnessed women/men mistreating their children in ways that surely will effect their self esteems forever.
I am so fortunate to have had wonderful examples of motherhood as I've grown up and then after I got married. I've watched my friends handle their children with love and tender care.
Other than my own mother and my mother-in-law, Katie has to be the #1 mom that pops in my mind. I met her when Alli was 2. I loved how she would always get on Alli's level to speak to her. She would always give Alli her full attention when she needed it. She spoke to her with respect, just like she was a pint size adult. She created learning tools to fully exploit her daughter's development. It just amazed me each time I encountered the two of them. Just the way Katie talked about Alli when she wasn't around. She never ever complained of her stewardship. She embraces being a mother in every way a woman should.
Anyway, I've always wanted to be a mom. When I had Liam, I learned a bigger love. I don't think I've learned patience quite yet, but just the largest possible adoration for another human being. Because he is my child, he cannot ask a favor too big. I'll do anything for him with a smile (even in the middle of the night most times). Every expression and movement is beautiful and unique. His recent tantrums are even laughable. (That said, an early stage of the terrible twos will hit tomorrow. I have a way of spewing goodness and the next moment I slap myself for not knocking on wood.)
I just wish every parent was required to take a parenting course before the mother gives birth. It just makes good sense for the government to pass such a law. It's true that nothing can fully prepare a first time parent, but to be informed on the "facts" would be smart. And furthermore to be informed on some basic child psychology would be ideal too. Many moms read books to prepare themselves for motherhood or to counsel themselves through certain difficult stages of their child's development. I am one of them.
It's just ironic that society expects so much from our children, but they don't expect much from the parents. If I were a Miss America contestant, I would want "world peace" too, but with the addendum of how I would follow through on that. I think educated parenting is the wisest first step to a happier society.
**Disclaimer**
I am a new mom and my opinions are neophyte in standing. I applaud and honor clever parents I've run into over the years. I look forward to learning more as my boy grows and as I reach out for further education on parenting.
Whew!
Well the work week is over. YAY! Finally! I swear, on Tuesday I thought it should have been Friday. It's just been that long.
Ian went with the scouts to go on a hiking camping trip today. They have to hike a few miles with head lamps... in the cold! That certainly doesn't sound like fun to me. Ian and his younger brother were stoked! I am interested to hear their report tomorrow night. I know being with all those teenagers for more than a couple hours can wear on the leaders. Ian seems to enjoy them though. They did the annual Klondike campout a couple weeks ago and apparently had a great time. He always comes home with funny stories about these kids.
Anyway, I get the bed all to myself tonight! Woo HOO!
Not sure what Liam and I will do tomorrow. I know he's so bored here at the house. Any ideas on fun things we could do OUTSIDE of the house? But not outdoors?
Ian went with the scouts to go on a hiking camping trip today. They have to hike a few miles with head lamps... in the cold! That certainly doesn't sound like fun to me. Ian and his younger brother were stoked! I am interested to hear their report tomorrow night. I know being with all those teenagers for more than a couple hours can wear on the leaders. Ian seems to enjoy them though. They did the annual Klondike campout a couple weeks ago and apparently had a great time. He always comes home with funny stories about these kids.
Anyway, I get the bed all to myself tonight! Woo HOO!
Not sure what Liam and I will do tomorrow. I know he's so bored here at the house. Any ideas on fun things we could do OUTSIDE of the house? But not outdoors?
A photo of my day
Okay, maybe I didn't look quite this oval, but I saw the commercial for M & M's tonight and thought I would give this a try. I saw that growly face and thought, "Yep, that is me today."
What a day. Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday. I am ready for the work week to be done!
Note to Self
Remember when you are uploading tons of video on onetruemedia.com that the internet may crash. So remind yourself to always draft lengthy posts in Word so not to lose any clever data concerning your life's happenings.
One of those days...
Let me just start this post off with a Mommy Milestone:
I was away from my baby for 8 hours today. That is THE longest I've ever been without him. It broke my heart. I was in tears when I found out I wouldn't be able to pick him up on time. This milestone is certainly NOT a happy one.
That said, it was a cruddy work day. I had a 9am meeting that I had to conduct this morning. So I dropped Liam off at the sitter at 8:30. Luckily we got up early enough that he didn't feel totally deprived of his mom by the time we were separated. Generally when I leave him in the mornings, he is very clingy and not happy to say good bye. I rarely have to switch my schedule like this. I usually work from home until noon.
So I got to work, conducted my meeting, then met with my boss for a few minutes to talk about another project. To my disappointment, I was given a deadline that basically gave me no choice but to stay in the office instead of leaving early (since I got in early). I wasn't sure what to do. The sitter, Shari, had made plans around me picking Liam up at 2pm. Ian couldn't get off work early to pick him up. And our back-up sitter, Rose, had prior commitments she couldn't break. I was in tears on the phone with her. I felt pressured to be at the office, and even IF Rose could have taken him, I didn't like the fact that two sitters would be passing MY child between them. He should see his mom before he sees another sitter. There should be at least 19 hours between sitters. It just wasn't fair.
I called Shari after trying to compose myself. I told her my situation. She had already found a road block against her plans to leave when I was to pick Liam up. She was going to be available until 4:30 now. I profusely thanked her. She really picks up the slack I give her. I appreciate her support very much. She loves my baby as her own. She understands my struggles. She doesn't ever make me feel bad for being in a crunch. Crisis averted. Yet my insides still were unsettled because of the long block of time I was going to be away from my baby. My workload gave me anxiety too. Could I get it all done by 4pm?
So 3:59 rolls around and I realize there was a large section of my document that wasn't complete. I didn't reach my goal by the deadline I was given. I was so mad at the situation! I was mad I couldn't meet the standards my boss gave me. He pretended to be fine with the work I did and let me go at 4:03. I was really ticked. Why couldn't time have stood still for me today?
I sped to Shari's house. Feeling guilty for adding to her workload today. Feeling guilty at the realization that I had never been away from my baby THIS long.
I ran to her front door and opened the door to an adorable toddler just having a good time, not missing ME at all. I scooped him up to hug and squeeze his tiny body. I kissed those soft cheeks and hugged him some more!
Shari said Liam was a happy kid all day. He took a good nap too. Thank heaven for a sweet and mild little boy.
This week is going to be a monster work week. I hope I can stretch the clock somehow and get everything I need to done. Don't be surprised if my next post is titled "Another one of those days..."
I was away from my baby for 8 hours today. That is THE longest I've ever been without him. It broke my heart. I was in tears when I found out I wouldn't be able to pick him up on time. This milestone is certainly NOT a happy one.
That said, it was a cruddy work day. I had a 9am meeting that I had to conduct this morning. So I dropped Liam off at the sitter at 8:30. Luckily we got up early enough that he didn't feel totally deprived of his mom by the time we were separated. Generally when I leave him in the mornings, he is very clingy and not happy to say good bye. I rarely have to switch my schedule like this. I usually work from home until noon.
So I got to work, conducted my meeting, then met with my boss for a few minutes to talk about another project. To my disappointment, I was given a deadline that basically gave me no choice but to stay in the office instead of leaving early (since I got in early). I wasn't sure what to do. The sitter, Shari, had made plans around me picking Liam up at 2pm. Ian couldn't get off work early to pick him up. And our back-up sitter, Rose, had prior commitments she couldn't break. I was in tears on the phone with her. I felt pressured to be at the office, and even IF Rose could have taken him, I didn't like the fact that two sitters would be passing MY child between them. He should see his mom before he sees another sitter. There should be at least 19 hours between sitters. It just wasn't fair.
I called Shari after trying to compose myself. I told her my situation. She had already found a road block against her plans to leave when I was to pick Liam up. She was going to be available until 4:30 now. I profusely thanked her. She really picks up the slack I give her. I appreciate her support very much. She loves my baby as her own. She understands my struggles. She doesn't ever make me feel bad for being in a crunch. Crisis averted. Yet my insides still were unsettled because of the long block of time I was going to be away from my baby. My workload gave me anxiety too. Could I get it all done by 4pm?
So 3:59 rolls around and I realize there was a large section of my document that wasn't complete. I didn't reach my goal by the deadline I was given. I was so mad at the situation! I was mad I couldn't meet the standards my boss gave me. He pretended to be fine with the work I did and let me go at 4:03. I was really ticked. Why couldn't time have stood still for me today?
I sped to Shari's house. Feeling guilty for adding to her workload today. Feeling guilty at the realization that I had never been away from my baby THIS long.
I ran to her front door and opened the door to an adorable toddler just having a good time, not missing ME at all. I scooped him up to hug and squeeze his tiny body. I kissed those soft cheeks and hugged him some more!
Shari said Liam was a happy kid all day. He took a good nap too. Thank heaven for a sweet and mild little boy.
This week is going to be a monster work week. I hope I can stretch the clock somehow and get everything I need to done. Don't be surprised if my next post is titled "Another one of those days..."
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