tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321435532012-01-23T16:06:59.243-06:00I'm a chronic blogger who posts when compelled to share things that inspire me, including but not limited to life in general, family, kids, pets, music, art, photography, food & wine. I always try to spread the love.Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.comBlogger1071100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-43053087826211280832012-01-04T12:49:00.005-06:002012-01-12T16:22:09.802-06:00

Happy New Year! I've been MIA lately, for a variety of reasons. One, we've had annoying network issues, and two, I just haven't had anything inspiring to post. Nothing new to report. Same stuff, different day. I've just been a-floating, drifting along, immersed in the every day grind. Yet again, I've found myself drowning in a mental funk, and once again, I'm ready to tackle it and begin living

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The Naked And Famous - Young Blood from The Naked And Famous on Vimeo. I can't believe it's been exactly five months since my last update! I had every intention of blogging my way through the summer, but things didn't work out as planned. I'm really good at planning things out in my head, but as my husband says, that's not where things happen. It wasn't all my fault though. We had canceled our

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So here are the Arcade Fire pics I promised I would post, however, I don't recommend clicking on them to view them full size. Unfortunately, they didn't turn out as good as I thought, as they looked okay on the display screen of the camera, which is about the same size they are here. Oh well. I do like the color of this one and how it's reminiscent of an impressionist painting. The lighting

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This past weekend was one of those crazy, busy weekends with back-to-back commitments, but surprisingly, it was not overwhelming. In fact, it was exhilarating. And as busy as it was, I expected it to flee by, but when I awoke Sunday morning, I could hardly believe I still had a whole day ahead of me. By then, it felt like the weekend had lasted a week. So here's how it went... On Friday, my

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I love it! It can shoot sharp pics in low light conditions and has automatic macro detection. Did I mention I love it! My three sons Squash flower from a vine that sprang from our compost. It's a bit raggedy from Bo trampling it, so hopefully, it'll produce. We haven't had much luck with these in the past so I'm keeping my fingers crossed. My new favorite coffee mug. :) This is a

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  Forget Starbucks! Here's our new favorite way to enjoy a cup of joe. We were introduced to the Irish concoction last weekend when we were visiting some relatives in town. Unfortunately, you can only find it overseas or in duty-free airport shops. Our hostess was kind enough to gift us with our own bottle as her husband frequently travels on business.

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Lately, I've been perusing various fashion blogs on the web for some wardrobe inspiration. I've seen some cute outfits and have gotten some good ideas, not to mention seen some great photos. I like the skirt I'm wearing, although I look like a schoolmarm, so I decided to do my own fashion posting. You're gonna laugh. I surely did. My 15-yr-old son is the photographer. And since he wants to learn

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You'll have to excuse the bad photo. We were seated in the rear, stage left, and my little coolpix camera did the best he could. It would figure that the Canon G12 camera I ordered came in the very next morning! I took some photos with my friend's newer coolpix camera, and they appeared to be a little sharper. She's going to send them this weekend, so we'll see. Although I did not get the

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i have so much anticipation for this current month, i can't help but be giddy with excitement. part of it is being the final month before school's out and everyone has spring fever. it's in the air. it's also a busy month, in a good way, because it makes the time go by faster. in the past, this month has been very stressful and overwhelming. that was actually last week, but at present, i feel

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ugh! i'm trying to update the appearance of this blog and thought that by using a (very cute) free template, it would make things much easier. WRONG! nothing is turning out how i envision it, and i don't have the time nor patience to figure out the html. for now, this will have to do, but there will be a makeover in the near future!

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As I begin to renew various areas of my life each month, there are a couple of specific things I will be working daily. One is renewing my attitude. 2010 was a stressful year, but much smoother compared to the two previous years which were mentally exhausting as a result of some personal and family issues I'd been dealing with. The fact is, certain things may not actually get better or work out

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Instead of making a new year's resolution, I've decided to chose a one-word them for the year to live by. It will serve as a constant reminder of my goals and the changes I want to make in my life. The word for 2011 is RENEW. Each month, I will be choosing a particular aspect of my life that needs renewal, or a makeover, if you will. I plan to post my progress to keep me accountable. For this

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Bo is our newest member of the family. We adopted him at the beginning of November, 2010 and he's about a year old. Still acts like a puppy. So far, he's proven to be both equally dumb and intelligent. He acts like a cat and loves to chase around the flashlight beam, literally running in circles trying to catch it! Outside, he'll start hauling ass for no apparent reason, then slip on the wet

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I'm fascinated by dreams and their meaning, even if they really have no significance. I don't often remember my dreams unless I immediately write them down after waking, or if it has a huge emotional impact or makes me think. This morning as my alarm clock sounded, I was dreaming I was in a stark white house that was pretty empty inside. There were windows everywhere covered with a thin, gauzy

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Wow! My results are surprisingly accurate (for the most part). Click the link above to try it yourself. All you do is click the colors you like in the order of your preference. I took it twice to see how similar the results would be.First attempt:Your Existing Situation"Searching for a close bond with others which are accepting and kind. Needs a safe, peaceful atmosphere." (TRUE)Your Stress

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I know this is a totally random post, especially considering I haven't posted anything since NOVEMBER, but I'm super excited and just had to share! I made 40 dollars selling two therapeutic rice pillows scented with essential oils! They are the kind you can toss in the nuker for a minute or two, then lay over your shoulders to ease neck and back pain. I made a couple for Christmas gifts and had a

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We received positive feedback from yesterday's showing of our home. I'm still crossing my fingers, but not getting my hopes up. I know everything will work out...somehow.

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After mentioning in my last post that we've only had one showing of our home since it's been on the market since September, I just learned that another showing is taking place right NOW! And of course it happens to be on a day that the house is a complete DISASTER! Thankfully, hubby had sufficient notice and was able to spruce it up a bit before the appointment. I really don't want to sell it,

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That is, about my face, or more specifically, my nose? Well of all the wonderful things that can happen to me, I end up getting a swollen nose that makes me look like Michael Jackson before his surgeries. I rarely get sick, but this kind of thing will happen, and it's such a pain. Literally. Somehow my nose became inflamed beginning Saturday when I woke up. It felt like somebody punched me or hit

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 thirteen years ago i vowed to unconditionally love this man, and although we've hit some rough spots from time to time (as in my birthday post; i've forgiven him, btw), my love for him continues to grow. we've been through so much in our journey together, i believe nothing can come between us. at least, we haven't tried to kill each other. additionally, he's hard-working, intent on reaching his

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on this day, 33 years ago, i came into this world kicking and screaming. not much has changed since then. :) lately, i find it extremely hard to focus on what's important. here we are, on the verge of loosing our house and all i want to do is go shopping! i've become obsessed with things that carry a price tag of over a hundred bucks each: a sweater dress from anthro, tall, cognac boots, designer

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when you realize you've lost three pounds on the same day a dress you order from anthropologie (in a size 4, thank you very much) arrives! i've been working on exercising regularly again, loosing my unhealthy habits and incorporating healthy ones and i'm thrilled with my progress. for the first time in my life, i was struggling with weight and body image issues earlier this year. my clothes begun

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it's hard to believe it's been over a month since my last blurb. the summer is going by so fast my head's a spinnin'. what have i done to show for it? overall, it's been a nice break. last year was so mentally exhausting i was hardly motivated to do anything besides veg on my days off. and even though i still haven't completely checked off my to-do list, it hasn't been a complete waste of time.

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my 4-yr-old never ceases to amaze my husband and i (or crack us up). ever since he was a baby, we just knew there was an adult inside his tiny body. before he could even speak, he had a look on his face like he understood every word. he's always been very observant, taking in every last detail. so it came as no surprise the other day, while driving home from taekwondo, that he asks, "where do

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coming to you in my pjs @8:38 on a monday morn with a cuppa java in my new orla kiely mug (the green pears) that i got ON SALE for 50% off!! i got one of each except for the "brown & grey pear." lazy mornings enjoying my coffee are one of the best things about summer. my first week off was pretty relaxing, yet eventful. i did take some photos, but haven't uploaded them from my camera yet, so i'll

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Cost Plus World MarketColorful kitchen essentials with a touch of green and yellow. Each set includes one of each: solid color with waffle weave design, tonal color stripe and floral pattern. 100% cotton. Machine wash. 20"Wx28"L. Assorted set of 3.Green/Yellow Kitchen Towels Set of 3Great value for cute towels! smoochgirl suburbia, tx 6/13/2009 4 5Pros: Washer & Dryer Safe, Attractive Design,

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i wanted to write a quick blurb before it gets swallowed up by all the craziness that is currently my life. the last week of school is such a bittersweet time; bitter because of all the end-of-year demands and sweet because it's the end of the year. it's like someone is dangling a belgium dark chocolate from a string right in front of my mouth to where i can smell it and maybe even lick it, and

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 *update- the squash vine was apparently attacked by some caterpillars and is now turning brown and withering away. :( we plucked the vine while it was still green and put it in water in hopes of helping the squash, which i'm pretty sure are butternut, would fully grow & ripen. looks like that's not going to happen. however, i now want to plant some butternut squash seeds, as that is my favorite

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...this and this are newsworthy topics. Although it comes to me as no surprise because modern journalism pretty much sucks, I hardly think "boy bangs" or the boys who don them, and Michelle are synonymous with sexy, and I could care less who does. Besides, who wants to think of the first lady as a sex symbol? That's just wrong. And that's why I don't pay much attention to the news these days.

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...i could do this. it would be the perfect retreat and a much needed break. a (green) dream come true. hiking and yoga with sophie would be the icing on the cake. sigh... i've been too busy to update much, but here's a summary of the past few weeks: rainy days at home, painting cabinets, sick child, cancelled photo field trip to brenham, disappointments, TAKS testing @ school, cancelled photo

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My rant of the day: I absolutely HATE it when you're friendly to someone, particularly a stranger, and they look at you like you just spoke Swahili. I see this almost every day working with high school students, and today, as I greeted one of my students in the hall, he just kind of looked at me like I was an alien. So most of the time I keep looking forward when I walk down the halls. But if I

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As you may know, my family is striving to live more sustainably. I've been somewhat of an environmentalist for the past few years in my efforts to reduce, reuse and recycle and save water & electricity. Last year, I was inspired by Sophie Uliano's Gorgeously Green: 8 Steps to an Earth-Friendly Life to make more changes in areas I hadn't thought of. In fact, I really wasn't all too aware of the

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Monkey turned four yesterday and slept through his party. :( He was acting grumpy all weekend and felt a little warm on Saturday. Sunday morning we ran some errands, returned home in time for lunch & nap, but he never fell asleep. I still needed to get groceries for his "shoosie" (sushi, as he requested) party, so Daddy, he and I went in spite of his 102 fever because he INSISTED! He crashed on

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first of all, if a woman ever says she's not materialistic, she's lying. some are just more so than others. as much as i've tried to deny it, the fact is that though i'm very practical and can go a while without spending money on myself, a little splurge here and there make me a very happy girl! even in these hard economic times, a little retail therapy is important to lift a girl's spirit. heck,

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last weekend was eventful & very productive. the kind of weekend where you feel content starting the week because you got so much accomplished. friday night my folks kept the boys while hubby and i went to a local "art crawl" featuring work focused on the figure (meaning nudes; i failed to leave this important little detail out when describing the event to the hubby who usually groans when i drag

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i mentioned that my family needed to reconnect. this simple fact hit home the other night after i swat my husband's face with a paintbrush full of white primer because i thought he was being too harsh with our eldest son. and no, i had not been drinking. instead of getting extremely pissed off, he asked what the heck is going on in my head because there would have to be things stewing in my mind

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Lately, we've been trying to reconnect as a family and find more family activities that cost little or no money to fight the boredom blues. I've mentioned that we've had some hardships, and I came this close to writing an entire blog about why my life sucks, but I don't feel like ranting, and the truth is, it could be a whole lot worse. Midterm week has passed and all my grading is caught up,

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First, I wanna make it clear that my child is an ARIES. He's very exuberant and we're challenged with channeling his energy in a POSITIVE direction as he learns to express his emotions.E: squatting and focusing intently on something, while seeming to dig a small holeDaddy: "Monkey, what are you doing?"E: (matter-of-factly) "Planting a snail so I can grow a Snail Tree."E: "Mommy, what color is the

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It's been ages since I've sat down for a heart-to-heart with my blog; something that's been dragging me down. And for what reason? I don't owe it to anyone, yet feel I owe it to myself. When I share photos and blurbs to the world, I feel like I'm accomplishing something. Lately, however, it seems there's very little time to accomplish anything I want to accomplish; another thing that's dragging

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 Monkey Boy was excited about Valentine's Day this year, especially since he celebrated early at his preschool party. He made this festive hat and was soooooo proud of it, he wouldn't take it off! So yes, he's in a new preschool, three days a week, and enjoying it very much. Daddy keeps him the other two days a week since business has been dead.On Valentine's Day, we were fortunate enough to get

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the boys are driving me crazy while hubby is at class. i'm trying to get them to finish eating dinner and i get frustrated because monkey won't sit still. he blurts out: "mom don't get rid of me!" I don't know where he got that. i was too mad to laugh so i was like: yup we're gonna sell you to the gypsies and they'll put you in their circus...how would you like that ??? "well, only if you could

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Today is the 13th anniversary of my son's birth. It's so hard to believe that I'm officially parenting a teenager. *shudder*

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My parents, along with my brother and cousin joined us on Thanksgiving day. We started with pomegranate martinis and had a lovely dinner consisting of roasted butternut squash with cranberries & sage, wild rice pilaf with cranberries & walnuts, an almond & goat cheese tart topped with arugula & balsamic vinegar and a Tofurkey with roasted veggies! It was our first ever Tofurkey, which tasted

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What's wrong with this picture? 

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It's been forever since I stopped by for a little blurb. I promised myself that I would be more discipline about keeping this updated, but I get so busy that time just slips by. Seems to be the story of my life these days, so many projects to do, so little time. Now that we're in the holiday season, it will be more difficult to keep up with it all. I plan to post a huge blog that will pretty much

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-33264018957249242342008-09-30T10:21:00.001-05:002009-04-03T10:26:06.634-05:00

The week after Ike hit, we were without power so we hopped in the car and drove to Iowa. The in-laws live there and we've been overdue for a visit (3 yrs to be exact). We met our new nephew, who is now 2. Funny little guy, he has a black G.I. Joe doll he calls "Uncle Joe" (which is even more funny considering he has an Uncle Joel, who is most certainly not black) and he totally rocks on air

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-82900885275170122572008-09-22T22:24:00.002-05:002008-10-17T23:52:54.569-05:00

 Trying to keep a toddler busy when the power's out proved to be a bit challenging. So when he asked to paint, I was like sure! It was supposed to start out as a train track, but we ended up with what looked like disfigured trees. Then I added the sad cloud and twister to complete our interpretation. The painting says it all.

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-41392291616655573242008-09-17T19:20:00.015-05:002011-03-02T13:58:35.740-06:00

After three days without power we got a little stir-crazy and decided to go to Austin for the day. It was hubby, Monkey Boy and I, as our older son was with Pop. It was a nice day, although certainly didn't feel like a b-day, mainly because I was not able to be in contact with people to wish me a happy day. However, it was fun to spend it in a favorite city of mine for the second year in a row.

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-32546081015022530022008-09-16T15:06:00.013-05:002011-05-05T16:25:52.600-05:00

This has been the BEST week of my life!!!! After a stressful couple of weeks, a hurricane whirls right through our neighborhood and straight toward Dallas. School was canceled Friday, and Ike arrived Friday night. After snuggling up under the covers of our makeshift bed in our downstairs living room, I attempted to drift off to sleep around midnight. About an hour later, I awake to the beeping of

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-42653683079971842702008-09-12T23:18:00.006-05:002008-09-16T14:59:58.493-05:00

There are three types of people who each prepare for a natural disaster differently: those who stock up on water & batteries, those who stock up on canned goods & paper towels, and those who stock up on booze! Which one are you? In the few days before Ike is scheduled to grace us with his presence, people in my surburban community have gone mad. Their behavior is the only indicator that a storm's

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-78424878745170045782008-09-05T22:52:00.009-05:002009-04-03T10:47:36.313-05:00

these past two weeks have been the busiest and most stressful. of course, getting back into the grind when school starts is always challenging. who really enjoys getting up when it's still dark outside? certainly not my preschooler. this morning, as i turned on his lamp and attempted to gently wake him, he mumbles, "i don't wanna get up, it's night time outside." "but the sun's coming up," i tell

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-63206850228363140342008-08-19T15:24:00.000-05:002011-05-05T16:23:09.890-05:00

Wow, here I am again: the summer has flown by and I'm on the verge of a new school year. This seems to be the only time I update my blog! In a nutshell, I'll tell you how my summer went, but first things first: yes, I got my hair cut off, yes, some lucky cancer patient will get a nice wig, and yes I love it! I only cut it a couple weeks ago and wish I had done it at the BEGINNING of our Texas

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-20389543976276544112008-05-29T19:24:00.004-05:002009-04-03T10:16:53.699-05:00

As I was unfastening my child from his car seat, he asked to play outside. Chasing a wild toddler around the second I arrive home after a long day is not my idea of fun. Especially when it's dinner time and I haven't eaten anything in six hours. "It's too hot right now," I told him. "We need a jacket on." "No, a jacket would be much hotter.""An air jacket. We need an air jacket to play outside,

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-658687570714595802008-04-18T09:01:00.005-05:002009-04-03T10:17:13.387-05:00

...have been extremely busy for me, which is why I haven't updated my posts in a while. I'm not even sure where to begin. This time of year is even busier than the holidays. I have a few photos and little blurbs I plan to post soon. Every time I try to sit here and do this, something comes up. Right now, my 3-yr-old is trying to go out and play in the rain. Who can blame him? The frogs are

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-13672756437544212792008-03-16T15:08:00.004-05:002009-04-03T10:25:20.784-05:00

Meridian is proud to be one of the exhibit hosts of FotoFest 2008.1503 Chartres / 713-225-1717Bands & Fans, a Live Music Event - Creative Collaboration of Houston PhotographersMarch 7-April 20, MON-FRI 10AM-4PMArtists' reception will be held from 6 pm to 8 pm on Saturday, March 15 offering Happy Hour Beverages prior to the event. The exhibit does not provide admission to the Hotel Cafe Tour

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-84159719056209732182008-03-05T23:34:00.000-06:002011-05-05T16:17:07.903-05:00

I finally got me one of these bad boys about a month ago! Now I'm officially cool. :) I was one of the last people in the world to have one, but really didn't need one since we have multiple ways to play digital music. I can't really zone out and listen to my tunes with my busy boys (as much as I sometimes want to). However, it has come in very handy for working out, using at school and in the

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-42460192354344309192008-03-05T12:38:00.007-06:002009-04-03T10:18:13.644-05:00

After freaking out because Daddy ate the cracker with cheese that he wanted, and not understanding why Daddy couldn't give it back immediately, Daddy had to explain where your food goes when you swallow. Although I couldn't quite capture it in time in this photo, it was truly an "Ah-ha!" moment for E-ha! You could almost see the light go on in his head, it was so funny! Then, he wanted to tell

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-85703747819135700822008-03-05T12:15:00.006-06:002009-04-03T10:25:06.628-05:00

Well, folks, it looks like the exhibit is going to happen! I haven't spoken much about it because there was a HUGE communication gap and it turns out the curator and his assistant had the wrong email address on file (very strange because it is another lady with my same exact spelling and an art-related email). He finally called and briefed me on the show, which we'll hang at The Meridian on

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-62930185082258765422008-02-26T00:19:00.007-06:002011-05-05T16:15:50.767-05:00

 When you're a foodie like me, you find yourself collecting a myriad of kitchen gadgets and tools and even small appliances like my grind and brew coffee maker and food processor that require special maintenance like hand-washing the small parts. I don't know why I'm so drawn to things that need special washing. Kinda like that gorgeous silk blouse that beckoned me to buy her, only to find out

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-25184828123170199152008-02-25T23:53:00.003-06:002011-05-05T16:15:17.411-05:00

 Last month, on my older son's birthday, we took him shopping at the Van's store. Unfortunately, he had no luck finding what he liked in his size, so we ended up ordering custom Van's online for his birthday present. However, Monkey Boy would not let us leave the store without these!

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-81954717879416812482008-02-25T23:24:00.007-06:002009-04-03T10:21:30.485-05:00

            These days, traveling with a Little Monkey is quite a challenge. On this evening, we were headed out to celebrate Sean's birthday and Monkey Boy insisted on driving. He also refused to leave the house without my cow-print make-up bag. He put up quite a fight and Daddy had to wrestle him into his seat. He In the end, everyone was happy. :)

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-26575167988300413972008-02-07T15:34:00.001-06:002009-04-03T10:21:55.918-05:00

she fussed at me for not updating my blog in forever, and i know she's right. she said just post a cute little picture of you, if anything. i've been a busy bee and really have not spent much time online lately. i plan to post soon. in the mean time, here's your pic, lis:i got a little sidetracked playing with my imac's photobooth program. here's me as an alien:picasso style:hey baby!my twin

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-14150235039246014942007-11-08T21:54:00.001-06:002009-04-03T10:22:14.957-05:00

 So here's his face when we snap his pictures. He is also into hissing at us when we tell him no and sometimes spitting! They don't call this Terrible Two's for nothing!

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-8808408886921889702007-10-25T12:09:00.002-05:002011-05-05T16:11:21.146-05:00

I wish I had some inspiring quote to start this blog, but I don't, so I'll just toss this out there because I have some steam to blow. I haven't been well lately, and I've just recently come to terms with that. I've been floating along, drifting aimlessly, until I went too far from shore and nearly drowned. The good news is, I've come to my senses and some yucky stuff that has been festering

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-6899241867534495452007-10-10T21:46:00.001-05:002009-04-03T10:26:56.159-05:00

So I think I'm going to put up a few of these signs in various places around the house when I want to avoid the stench. Places like the kitchen, my domain, where the stench clashes with my coffee cake baking in the oven for example. My vanity area near my bath tub would also be an ideal location. The boyz and I came home from an errand Monday eve and when I entered the house, it reeked like a

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-48272909094611593792007-10-05T23:54:00.002-05:002011-05-05T16:10:08.356-05:00

Why do I need a bio, you ask? Well, you know I've been trying to get myself together and make time for my art and photography. I've got a few projects in the works which require a few words about me and/or my projects. First of all, some colleagues and I are in the process of submitting a prospectus for a joint exhibition at M2 Gallery. I need a brief artist statement for that and here's what I

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-37743704612698132592007-09-29T15:31:00.002-05:002009-04-03T10:34:32.174-05:00

It looks like some lucky froggies will be able to avoid necropsy.

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-69029337500642472512007-09-24T21:21:00.001-05:002009-04-03T10:34:55.983-05:00

Why does writing a bio seem like the most difficult task in the world? Isn't writing about yourself supposed to be easy? They say to write about what you know. I'd like to think I know myself pretty well, but when such a simple task seems so daunting, I have to wonder...

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-78050735592794098462007-09-17T22:11:00.001-05:002009-04-03T10:35:16.254-05:00

Tonight E-ha was feeling grumpy after dinner. We all had a busy weekend and are exhausted. I took him upstairs to bathe him and he was fussing about one thing after another crying, "no, nooooooh!" As annoying as it was, it was expressive and cute the way he said it. I asked him, "Why are you so grumpy?" He replied, "No dumpy! Nooooooh!" So I tried to make a game of it asking, "Are you a grumpy

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-52245286165940158112007-09-10T17:07:00.003-05:002011-05-05T16:09:07.670-05:00

So I swallowed my pride and decided to join the Photography Club of The Woodlands. Yay me! Check it out: I'm in the "New Member Spotlight" on the site! (tee hee) Meetings are held monthly and I think they'll be somewhat interesting. If anything, I can learn something new and meet other photo enthusiasts. Or just get outta my house and take a break from my crazy boyz! Last month, I met a nice

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-44393161770516405892007-09-08T15:58:00.002-05:002011-05-05T16:08:10.735-05:00

I guess he's not a baby anymore. :( More like a monkey, don't you think?! That's why we call him Monkey Boy. Because he runs around exclaiming, "I cay-z whon time!" The funny thing is he knows exactly what this means and he's only 28 months! He's always been a little smarty pants. A couple months ago, I was attempting to turn on the dvd player and the remote wasn't working. Apparently, the

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-88466843032816335812007-09-03T01:54:00.002-05:002009-04-03T10:38:28.220-05:00

It's such a comfort food, my hummus, and it's nice knowing it's always there for me in my fridge whenever I get the munchies. It's especially yummy after a night of dancin' when I come home feeling rejuvinated and need a little snack. What I really love though, is the placidity of the night at this time when no one is awake but me. I just returned from Meridian about an hour ago. We had attempted

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-12423292725678407292007-09-01T15:47:00.001-05:002009-04-03T10:39:11.018-05:00

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-27098574282223807602007-08-29T22:25:00.000-05:002011-05-05T13:33:09.335-05:00

Everything's happening so fast, my head's a-spinnin'!!! It's only Wednesday, but feels like I've been here for weeks! The morning and I aren't getting along very well and my allergies are going haywire! I come home exhausted and can hardly think straight. Welcome back to work! On a positive note, I am very happy to be back. I love everything about art and especially teaching it. So far, my new

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-89095917412965639912007-08-28T15:50:00.004-05:002011-05-05T16:04:36.425-05:00

I've learned a few things about myself in the past year, or at least come to terms with them, probably from my excessive thinking about nothing in particular: I'm a free spirit, I get distracted easily and can be a scatterbrain because I frequently get lost in my mind, I'm an OC list-maker (color-coding my inventory), I like to pee with the door shut (hey, I have a potty-training toddler, and

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-9276978506111241282007-08-27T15:35:00.003-05:002011-05-05T16:01:27.008-05:00

My first day of school went really smooth today, which was surprising because I got maybe 2-3 hours of sleep last night. I always get "first day jitters" as it is, and have trouble sleeping, but we had this massive thunderstorm and the power blinked on and off a couple of times. The lightening was too close and a bit frightening. One of my biggest fears is being struck by lightening, even though

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-8277226208975992882007-08-22T20:38:00.000-05:002007-08-31T10:43:14.853-05:00

So I'm out running errands and shopping around last week and end up in Old Navy. Someone PLEASE remind me NEVER to set foot in there again!!! First of all, the clothes are cheap, they don't fit me well, as are the shoppers. I will purchase a tee or tank every once in a while IF I'm lucky enough to find something cute, and I may buy clothes for the boys, but even so, most of it is junk. I have

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-77056372980571369912007-08-21T20:23:00.002-05:002011-05-05T15:57:44.991-05:00

I have this thing for noticing people who have their back pants pockets unbuttoned. Not that I'm always staring at bums, but I have a keen eye for details, thanks to Mother Nature, and swiftly spot asymmetry. Sometimes one is unbuttoned, sometimes both, but usually just one. I have to wonder why people walk around like that, but it seems obvious that these people are clearly unaware of their

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-83343439064926905012007-08-06T11:18:00.002-05:002009-01-21T21:49:51.239-06:00

So I'm trying to achieve more balance in my life and get back onto a more normal schedule in preparation for school starting in a few weeks. Since I haven't been able to turn off my brain at night, I tried taking melatonin to get better sleep last night. My mind was still active, but I put myself to bed at midnight. I didn't go right to sleep, but ended up sleeping fairly well until I woke at 5:

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-1097444260485195402007-08-01T11:42:00.002-05:002011-05-05T15:55:22.272-05:00

My mind is such a mess always analyzing everything and nothing. It's constantly ticking, tick tick tick. Lately, I've had insomnia and cannot seem to quiet my brain at night. Needless to say, I haven't been sleeping well, but have been dreaming bizarre dreams. It seems I'm in my deepest sleep when I have to wake up, and that's when I dream. This morning I dreamed that there were a bunch of people

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-15774231833217412532007-08-01T11:32:00.003-05:002011-05-05T15:53:03.585-05:00

Greetings, my friends! I've got some good news, but first I'm going to bore you with the details of a day in the life of Smooch...It all started early this morning. I got up at a reasonable time in preparation to leave the house around 9am to be in the heights by 10 am to pick up Jen's and my art from M2. LS wanted to look in a few antique stores on the same street and I was hoping to be finished

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-1160888937246015532006-10-15T00:05:00.003-05:002011-05-05T15:44:10.642-05:00

I wanna cry because I was looking at some pictures of my 17-month-old at 2 months! He's just grown and changed so much it's fascinating. At the same time it's depressing because we're all aging. I miss my little cuddle-bug baby! Now he's on the move so much and rarely cuddles. I guess I will just enjoy every day and every minute I have with my boys while I can...

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-1159280541505598232006-09-26T09:19:00.002-05:002011-05-05T15:19:16.755-05:00

I decided to braid my hair today because I didn't have time to wash it. Plus, I always feel girlie cute when I wear my hair in braids! How can you not smile when you see a cute little girl in braids or pigtails! That's just the epitome of cute. You're never too old to be cute!

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-1159195461563448862006-09-25T09:40:00.003-05:002011-05-05T15:42:57.991-05:00

It's everything it's cracked up to be and more. I'm enjoying now life more than ever. I still feel young at heart (and look it to :)) yet feel I've gained more insight on life throughout the decade. I guess I feel wiser, but still have much to learn. Some people have said they cried when they turned 30 and my husband went through a nostalgic phase. If anything, I feel more liberated and free to

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-1158956541728712412006-09-22T15:12:00.002-05:002011-05-05T15:40:31.768-05:00

and I'm having a much better day. It is Friday after all. I hope to get some sleep this weekend, as I'm always drained at the end of the day, then I stay up too late and am groggy in the a.m. Yesterday was sooo off! I even burnt the tofu I was stir-frying for dinner! I didn't even know you could burn tofu. Oh well. I'm still trying to master the art of cooking tofu where it's crispy-tender like

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-1158852223603697882006-09-21T16:17:00.000-05:002011-05-05T15:39:05.675-05:00

Here's my horoscope for today: During the most serene parts of today, you may suddenly feel inspired to pop in your favorite CD and crank up the stereo full blast. The status quo is not for you today, and your natural urge will be to go against the grain ... so be prepared to get into small conflicts with people. Luckily, you'll be able to reach a compromise easily; no one's feathers will be

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-1158682512907178822006-09-19T15:14:00.000-05:002011-05-05T15:31:44.434-05:00

Nah, just anxiety I think. I don’t know, just can’t shake the feeling something bad is going to happen. I do have other classic symptoms of anxiety including heart palpitations, chest pains, increased heart rate, teeth grinding and restlessness. The massage therapist commented on how stressed I must be because my upper back was all in knots. I said I had no idea how I got so knotted. She asked if

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-1158549242012292402006-09-17T22:13:00.001-05:002011-05-05T13:04:22.710-05:00

What a day! I've had a great birthday weekend. On Friday one of my students baked me a cake! So sweet! Another class sang to me. I've got the best classes this year! Friday night we hung out at home, but celebrated with a pink Italian sparkling wine and chocolate angel food cake with strawberry sauce. I'm a big fan of angel food cake, especially chocolate! Saturday morning I had a 90 min. massage

Smoochgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431681533282495247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32143553.post-1157936352609749872006-09-10T19:47:00.001-05:002011-05-05T15:18:23.649-05:00

Okay, so I've recommitted myself to a vegetarian and cruelty-free lifestyle for over a month now, and let me just tell you, I am actually loosing weight. Since I don't own a scale and don't obsess over numbers, I don't know exactly how much weight I've lost (not that I was really trying, but there usually are those last few stubborn pounds that like to hang around), but my size 4 pants are

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Okay, so I live with boys and have to put up with their sh*t; literally: I've got a toddler in diapers and I'll just let you use your imagination about the other two! You know I'm a neat freak and like to clean. I was just born that way. Since the baby, I've let go of a lot more than I used to. Besides, what's the point of cleaning if everyone's just going to dirty it up again anyway?? That's the

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First day back to school...so far so good. I don't know why I have lots of anxiety. I fear I will have forgotten what to teach and then, when I'm facing all those students it miraculously comes back to me and I'm reminded that I do still have it in me. My mum bought me some cute new clothes for my b-day. She's so sweet; I love my mum! I felt so cute & confident. Seriously, I don't know what I was

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Recently, Baby began saying "thank you" (day-do)! He will usually say this when he puts something where it goes. For example, he loves to "help" empty the dishwasher, whether the dishes are clean or dirty. He opens the door, pulls out silverware or utensils and walks over to one of the drawers, opens it up, drops it in, closes the drawer and says, "day-do!"

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First the sour since it's big on my mind: I found out today that the daughter of a former colleague committed suicide on Friday. It's just so hard to believe since she seemed to have her head on her shoulders. I didn't know her well, but she substituted in my class whilst I was on maternity leave year before last, and I taught with her mother, Nancy, before she retired. Obviously, you cannot ever

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We sold the bimmer to carmax. they offered us more than what we owe, which is a first. bs is more upset than i; i really don't care what i drive, although i do love the bimmers! i'm just happy to be rid of the car payment and 22k less in debt. no biggy. we can always buy another bimmer, but i think we need to pay off more debt first. we also have improvements around the house that all seem to

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Well, I didn't exactly get to relax too much last night. After we met the new sitter (who is very friendly and I have good feelings), the boys and I went for our daily walk. When we got home, it was time to get them ready for bed. I had my glass of vino while I cleaned the kitchen and got to listen to Big S complain about how nasty the vegetarian pizza I made for dinner was. Now before you girls

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I'm actually looking forward to going back to work tomorrow. It makes a world of difference that the child care dilemma worked out! I've been in a great mood today, and tonight I will relax with a glass of vino and perhaps a soak in the tub. We went grocery shopping today and I'm excited about my veggie menu for the week, including one my favorites, spaghetti squash gratin. So far I'm not

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...but I won't hold my breath. The great news is that I found a sitter for the baby! I got an excellent recommendation from the principal at the private school S used to attend and where I taught computer classes about 6 yrs ago. She is a mom who's daughter attends the school and she's keeping three other little ones besides ours. In fact, I probably know her and I think I taught her daughter in

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I've been a bad (or busy) mommy! I have not written down any of Baby's words yet! We were at the pedi's office for his 15 mo. well visit and round of shots. :( The doc asked how many words he says and that's prompted me to write them down NOW! So, here is a current list:DaddyMommy/MamaSean: "eYA" or "eeya""oh yeah!""uh-oh"no: "na! na! na!" (says this when he doesn't get his way)please: "peeeees!"

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Hey everyone!Hubby was bummed that he had to miss Number's 2 weeks ago and wants to go again on the 26th for the 28th anniversary bash. Can you believe they've been open for almost as old as I am?? And for those of you who haven't been in a while it is exactly the same! The cover is dirt cheap and the drinks are fair but cheap, but it's the MUSIC that doesn't miss a beat (pun intended)!!! Also on

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