It's Christmas Time

So, with above said post title start humming that little holiday ditty. Christmas music is my fave to listen to, from Handel's Messiah and the Nutcracker to Mariah Carey (sing it, sistah!)and Michael Buble.

This is my first Christmas in New Jersey and therefor away from my family.  With moving and two small children the day sort of snuck up on me, despite having 4 weeks of Advent to constantly remind me.  Presents were not so carefully wrapped under the Christmas tree and there were no stockings to be hung by the fireplace with even the least amount of care, so yeah. I hope I'm sounding more like a busy mom and less like Scrooge's long lost sister.

My brother and his wife are oh-so awesome and came to visit! The boys love their Uncle G and Aunt Ke-ke. I really enjoy watching them all interact and my brother is going to be the bestest Dad. So weird to type and even weirder (more weird?, come get me grammar police) to say.

Without further ado, the day in pictures.

1. Daddy and X-Man opening his gifts, complete with an awesome "motion" frame of pics

2. Auggie the doggie, with possibly a tumor growing out of his head

3. Baby J with Aunt Kelsey

4.Gotta love the grainie selfie

5. MORE X-Man and Daddy

6. Uncle G with the boys

The longest of walks down memory lane

I've been staying with my parents while my husband finished up the remainder of his training in Oklahoma up until our home closes in New Jersey.  It has been a wonderful experience for so many reasons, but today definitely takes the cake.....you see, my mom has saved SOOOOOOO many of our "things" from my childhood (almost receiving the gold medal in hoarding, but not quite) and going through it all has been very fun and nostalgic with a twist of sad longing for my youth (this adult responsibility thing really is for the birds).  Without further ado, I give you my YOUTH in a Wordless Wednesday:

*I don't care how old you are, Little People will always and forever ROCK

*1980 something neon grill or banana clip....you decide

*This top was actually my dad's when he was a kid

*I feel like this picture speaks very highly for itself, especially of my generally good taste in music

*I really did want to be a ballerina, but my mediocre training and pointe skills left something to be desired

*On the count of 3, everybody sing with me how they heard it through the grapevine....

*My very first backpack

Love,
K.

Case of the Mundays

Yes, yes, yes I know that today is Tuesday but the rainy icky weather has given me a double case of the horrible, no good, very bad Munday two days in a row.  Is that possible? Yes, or maybe I'm just letting the grey rain cloud hovering over my head give me a case of the frownies.  I've shirked my personal running goal for two days and replaced it with television (more than any one person should consume), hiding under a warm blankie and my mom's brownies a la mode with raspberries and chocolate syrup....overindulgent much? What happened to my beautiful fall?  The trees always turn too fast, but the wet weather has made them turn even quicker.  Blah! This is why I could never live in the pacific northwest. So, yeah....now that I've given you MY ray of sunshine for the past two days......I dare you to not smile at these cheesey faces.

Introducing Baby J and X-Man
Love,
K.

Facebook Free

I DID IT! I DID IT! I was threatening it to myself for months now, and last week I put a "final notice" status update on my timeline.  Now the time has come, I was strong, I didn't shed a tear...I DELETED MY FACEBOOK ACCOUNT and I'm totally patting myself on the back with a smug smirk on my holier-than-thou face. I did offer my email address to remain in touch with anyone that wanted to, as I would genuinely ENJOY getting a personal email and maintaining relationships with friends and family that are no longer close by....aaaaaaaaaaand I received a whopping two emails. Clearly I am THE most popular facebook friend of all my facebook friends?!?!?!

Alllllllllllll this started when I was waxing sentimental, maybe feeling a little blue about friendships that have been neglected and people I once knew that I now only know anything about BECAUSE of facebook and that just made me even more sad....especially when I attempted to reach out and was left with nothing but the aforementioned feelings.  Then I realized that my expectations of what facebook could or should be were just WAY TOO HIGH (the eternal optimist in me was a little crushed-NOT!). Anywhos, I'm over it and being a voyeur into other lives without actually getting to be a participant in anyway made me feel a little bit too much like this:

My oh-so-wisest of the owls mom listened to my sob story, probably rolled her eyes more than once at my saddest of tales and reminded me that facebook is the water cooler of our generation, the place to check-in with people and not to get my panties into such a wad over it.  On a another note, I'm completely demoralized that so many conversations I have start with "did you see this or that on fb?" Well, I certainly hope the new way to communicate and relate with people doesn't come solely from someones latest status update, overshare or most recent pic upload. Besides, I just spend too much time on it and that is really what it boils down to.  So, instead you can find me here on a daily basis. 

My final feelings about today and how awesome I feel to have finally pulled the trigger can BEST be summed up with interpretive dance:

Love,
K.

p.s. I just hope I don't wake up in the middle of the night panicking that I've forgotten to do something or lost something important only to realize that all the fuss is about deleting fb.