Thursday, December 16, 2010
I saw my buds a lot less this year- when Todd and I decided that it was time to start procreating it was bitter sweet. I'm a beer sneak at heart (order three for myself at 1:50am and slam two of them while TBone is visiting the loo.) I loved having cocktails, bull shit with buds and stay up all night. How would this lifestyle EVER fit in to being a mom?
Things have changed but one thing that hasn't was chillin' with my homies. Some of us have traded in our home girl cards for nursing bras and instead of swapping hangover cures for we gab about our BBs (no girls!?!) to make sure we're still in the running for mother of the year awards.
The natural progress of things is good. And even though I had a nasty 30 hour headache from drinking 5ish beers on Saturday night it was well worth yuckin' it up with my buds.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
(And all those other birds.)
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Our 30th jort party was over by 7, we swung by the Wellie's for a bap and some hoagie slices, tea cooler and cup cakes and Halloween? Home by 10. I was planning on getting tore up from the floor up for Lisa's nups- three beers. Guinesses at that- didn't even really catch a buzz.
The only kind we've had this year frogs, are bottle parties where only breast milk is served (note: a bottle party is when a newb watches the baby and feeds him/her any time the he/she peeps, thus depleting this working mom's reserve milk supply. Mom = pissed at bottle parties. I can only imagine how I'm going to feel when I come home to find Maks, Cait and Jake passed out drunk in my living room with all my Coors Light missing. Digression.)
So these new parties are good. I like the reason our curfew has changed.
And I'm really looking forward to a new kind of party- ones where moon bounces or pony rides start happening.
ps- check out reverb.com and start reflecting on your year with your frogs.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
I've been scouring over Maksi's perfect little angel skin since day 1- searching for those first signs of freckles. I'm fair skinned (which is why working at a tanning salon was HILARIOUS to me) with a pretty obvious "mole" (what the dermatologist calls it.) I hate that word. It has such a negative connotation.
Ya see, frogs (blog friends? No? Work in progress) I have freckles on half my face. I correct people when they tell me what a beautiful birthmark I have. Not a birthmark. Wasn't there when I was a birthed. They developed over time, starting around age 3, on half of my face.
I was tortured by other kids growing up. I was called half freck. People asked if I had ink or mud on my face. When I wasn't dressed up for Halloween as a waitress patrons thought I was a cat. My "favorite" will always be on Christmas when some woman (still drunk from the night before) came in the Wawa where I was working the register and asked if I had herpes.
Nice. Real nice.
So having these frecks, I suppose they're part of my charm. Maybe I wouldn't have learned to be so patient in the face of idiocy without them.
I know one thing's for sure- I hope they aren't genetic.
I have to say though, it's getting me into some serious trouble...
I don't know about how long ago it was but I downloaded the Amazon App for my BB and that, combined with 1-click shopping has gotten me into some trouble. When we went to Florida a few weeks back, we came home to a screen door full of all of the VERY IMPORTANT things I needed from Amazon.
Here's a snapshot of the last few things I purchased:
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Normally at recruiting showcases I'm disorganized, annoyed, flustered, aware that these kids would just settle for a small division iii liberal arts school.
Today though- I feel good. Seeing good kids, I have a nice set up for senior night tomorrow and this might work.
Forgetting diapers didn't even ruin the mood aaaaaaand BB has a cold but he and TBone are self sufficient so I google mapped a drug store so Maks and Daddy could go on a diaper adventure (not unlike the nose plunger adventure earlier this morning.)
And now I'm nursing Snuffalupagus in a car with a view.
Not too shabby.
In case I don't tell you enough boys, Sweetie (Mommy) loves you. Like whoa.
Sure, I had one before but I didn't ask for that one.
This time, I chose a husband and we decided to have a baby. So we had our first Turkey day plus one.
Getting up at 4:45am to stuff everyone in Madge's car and getting on the the Philadelphia International Airport.
Maks the super baby and his Turkey suit.
Dinner in Phoenix at Mimi's cafe (Um, $55 total- tip included and it was AWESOME.
Maks is stuffy- and since we're in a hotel he's sleeping in between us in a king bed so we heard his every toss and turn. Todd made a 3am run to Walmart on Black Friday for baby Tylenol and a nose suction jawn.
Being away from my at-home family.
I'm out here to work- at least it's outdoors- and it'll be 60degrees.
|my little Turkey|
|@Mimi's Cafe- dude this place is unreal.|
|Sweet Pea, Turkey and Wild Rice baby food. He LOVED.|
|Little turkey (and mommy with airport hair and makeup.)|
|me and the Turkey in front of the Rocky Mountains.|
|Shane Hudson Madrak- born to Eddie and Angie 11/24/2010 7 pounds, 12 ounces 19".|
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
I'm ABUSING technology to help me do my job better. In my line of work, it's not about the Xs and Os...(I'm a coach) it's really about the Bros and Joes...aka, it really doesn't matter what kind of coach I am...it matters who I get in here.
SO...I was given an excel spreadsheet of 1097 kids and their email addresses. The holy grail of recruiting. I threw together a spiffy email with color and pictures- it was really pretty impressive.... and then mail merged that B in about twenty seconds.
As soon as I hit Finish and Merge...I saw that the salutation line was in the second paragraph. Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
If there's one thing that I know about 12th and 11th graders, it's that they CAN be tricked...but they don't like it.
Reminds me of my 7th grade science teacher, Mrs. Hart. She crept up on me at my desk after I turned in and presented my Science Fair project in the school fair, leaned in over my right shoulder (I was at least warned by the cloud of Chantilly that preceded her) and she growled in my ear, "Sarah, that was a beautiful project you completed (it was pretty impressive...I MADE a replica of the human lung and it "smoked" 3 packs of cigs). BUT, you spelled DOES wrong 27 times." I'm nothing if not consistent. "Maybe you should proofread before you turn things in."
Thanks for the GODDAMN reminder, Mrs. Hart. Evvvvvverybody's a Monday morning quarterback. ;-)
So now...I'm waiting for 1097 emails to be opened.
But you know what, if those kids have a problem about a small oversigt, then I don't want em anyways, ya heard? I have three full time jobs....sheesh.
PS (and in a semi-related note)- fave new song if you're annoyed: F*UCK YOU by Cee-Lo Green. Nice, snappy tune.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
I've had blog ideas in my head all week- I think this means that things are slowing down at work enough for me to think although I don't have enough time to actually execute these ideas.
I was thinking about how virtually "connected" I am to all of my internet buddies via facebooks, blogger, twitter, foursquare, yelp and the like. It's bizarre- I feel a strange connection to the people who I interact with online because I'm reading their thoughts on all of these places. But when I see them in person, sometimes the first few minutes are like an awkward first date.
I was reading facebook updates the other day. My buddy HomeValley, who I haven't actually seen in person since high school twelve years ago lamented the need for babysitting. I wondered if it would be a far-out idea to volunteer. I still fondly remember the time spent in Fat Chuck's and Gert's classes (not that I remember what we talked about) but thought...no, she'll think I'm a wack...or will she be relieved and comforted because she "knows" me pretty well? (Don't feel obligated to answer, HV- I've had too much time to think these days...)
The need for high school reunions are becoming fewer and farther between because I know what my classmate are up to- playing Farmville.
I LOVE the internet. I met my husband there (Thanks, Tom from Myspace.) My brother's best man in his wedding was a dude he met online playing WOW. (I'm not into WOW...but...it happens! )
I feel like if I ran into the Koos, HV and Shea crowd at a bar we would pick up like we did in our APHS days and giggle for a few. I could run into Amanda BullW and her newly intended at the Starbucks in Upper Darby and congratulate them on their recent engagement- I didn't skip a beat and that weirded her out- don't post pics you don't want people to comment on in real life... like being 39 weeks pregnant in your underpants, ya heard?
So I don't know people...are we friends or are we just "friends"?
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
The extra attention from my boss has made me do a little more recruiting- not a bad thing- it should help me enjoy better seasons. The extra member to my family and his eating habits has made me do a little less screwing around on the internet.
I do have plenty of cell phone pics to upload...
Friday, October 22, 2010
|I know, I know, her name is Sophie. We call her Paula so we can tell her apart from all of the other Sophies...we call Paula in a crowd, she turns around...we call out Sophie everyone else turns and we all have a good laugh.|
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Enter iHeartRadio and my blackberry and YarisMP3 jack. I downloaded the app to my phone and now on the trips back and forth to mom-mom's in the morning, I've been listening to Hawaiian radio... or New York radio. Or Arkansas radio (not really, but you get the idea.)
You know the funny thing about Honolulu's station? At 9am when I'm heading to drop of Maksi BB it's 3am there so sometimes I'm catching the 3am club-letting-out music. At noon, it's the 6am traffic and their (seriously crappy) morning radio show- that's when NY, NY's KTU get's turned on.
Good news- you can check out iheartradio.com and listen at work too. AND IT'S FREE.