The 30 Day Meme: Day 8 – A song to match your mood.
Vertical Horizon – Won’t Go Away.
Lyrics:
Dear baby, baby
Won’t you
I go crazy, crazy
For you
Won’t you tell me, tell me
What to do
I go crazy, crazy
For you
Cause the way you look at me
I can say you set me free
And no matter what you say
I won’t go away
I won’t go away
I see your world, the world is you
I see baby, baby blue
Everyday is a day to get through
Till I see baby, baby blue
And the way you look at me
I can say you set me free
And no matter what you say
I won’t go away
I won’t go away
And it takes
Such a long time to get through this
Such a long time to find this kiss
And I can’t forget it
I’m not ready yet
And I came such a long way
From where you are
Now I’m falling from this star
And I can’t forget it
I’m not ready yet
Cause the way you look at me
I can say you set me free
And no matter what you say
I won’t go away
I won’t go away
Heal me, baby, baby won’t you
I go crazy, crazy
For you
Won’t you tell me, tell me
Something new
I am crazy, crazy
For you
I am crazy, crazy
For you
I am crazy, crazy
For you
The 30 Day Meme: Day 7 – Your dream wedding.
Our wedding is my dream wedding. It wasn’t the most glamorous (why hello there, justice of peace and nine months of pregnancy), but it was one of the most important days of my life, and what made it special and so memorable and poignant wasn’t the flowers or my dress or the wedding favors, but that I was getting married to the love of my life. (Also making sure that we were married and thus legally tied together to prevent the the circumstances of our daughter’s birth allowing her to be called a bastard was important, haha.) ♥
P.S. I blogged this while on the road. Go me for reaching a new level of dorkiness (and blogging dedication)!
The 30 Day Meme: Day 6 – A photo of an animal you’d love to keep as a pet.
I’d love to have a horse. I think horses are beautiful creatures, and I appreciate both their beauty and their intelligence. Unfortunately, we don’t have the income nor the space or land for a horse, so this is something that will probably always remain a fantasy. Oh well — I’ll have to continue admiring horses from afar.
Nothing grosses me out in a public restroom more than walking into a stall and discovering pee sprinkled all over the toilet seat. Unless you’re 80 years old and unable to clean up after yourself (in which case you might want to consider a nursing home, or at least an aide to accompany you on outings), there is NO excuse for that kind of nastiness. None whatsoever. FYI, if I walk into a stall you just walked out of and discover that nastiness, I will call you on it, loudly, and take bitchy pleasure in pointing out your grossness and lack of consideration for others not only to you, but to everyone else in the bathroom.
Seriously ladies, WTF? You go on and on about how clean you are and how fastidious you are, then turn around and act worse than a dog in a public restroom. And you know what? After cleaning public restrooms for both genders, I can honestly say that while the mens’ room may smell more, the toilets and even urinals were generally a lot cleaner — in terms of messes left behind, anyway.
In other news, I’m trying to work on a new layout for Mamahood, but a million and one distractions keep coming up. Also, I’m going to be ready to fall over come Sunday. Tomorrow: driving 2.5 hours each way to and from the office, and spending at least 4-5 hours at the office. Friday: beach (thanks Jason!). Saturday: kiddie amusement park. Sunday: coma, heh.
Oh yeah: new hurrrrrrrrrrr color.
I used Special Effects this time around (Cherry Bomb), and I’m quite pleased with the results. ♥
I’ve gotten a lot accomplished in terms of Christmas shopping and even Alyssa’s birthday (sidenote: I know what I’m getting my twelve year old brother for his birthday, I just don’t have the $ to get it yet), but unfortunately I haven’t gotten much for Ryan. I think I’ve picked out two items, total. Yeah, not good. But you know what? The kid is HARD to shop for. His tastes continually change, what he’s obsessed with one minute may be completely forgotten about the next. *sigh* And not only do I have to come up with shopping ideas for Dan and I, but also for my mother, for Jason, and for Dan’s family. That’s a lot of gifts to figure out for a kid who is generally hard to buy for (Alyssa, on the other hand, is ridiculously easy: Hello Kitty? Check. Glitter? Check. Girly? Check.)
What I usually wind up doing is first looking on toy websites and shopping guides for ideas. Getting a list of toys by age is pretty damn cool, IMHO, because it definitely narrows down the selection. Unfortunately, a lot of “younger”-oriented sites don’t have anything past toys for one year olds and toys for two year olds.
ebeanstalk.com, on the other hand, does. Besides baby toys, they have toys grouped by age all the way up to age 12! That’s awesome, since, you know, big kids like to play with toys too. The website is nicely organized, and I love how you can check out toys in age groups for the age group as a whole, for girls, boys, and even top sellers. You can also shop by toy category, and seek out expert advice. Finally, being able to get free shipping on orders over $65? Awesome. If you’ve ever purchased a few toys, then you know just how easy it is to rack up a $65+ purchase — free shipping definitely softens that blow!
As the domain name suggests, my name is Jenn, and I own this blog. I'm 26 years old and married to my one true ♥, Daniel. And while I have two kids (Alyssa is five, and Ryan is three), you won't find "mommy" in my username or email address, nor does my blog revolve around them. I'm a mother, but most importantly I am me, with a passion for love, blogging, reading, and photography. I'm also a busy freelance writer, web designer & SEO goddess.
