Flashback Friday: What I was doing 4, 3, 2, 1 year(s) ago

(flashback friday courtesy of My Tiny Kingdom.)


While I thought it would be fun to "flashback" 3 years ago when I was pregnant (I think it was because I was with my preggo friend tonight), after reviewing pictures I have decided that I don't particularly want to stare a 50 pound weight gain in the face or share those pictures with you, although some of you might have been 'lucky' enough to have been around to witness my love of WingZone and lack of exercise. You think I exaggerate. I don't.

So on a less heavy note, I thought I'd share mostly pictures of Wiley from each year. Just for fun to see how he has grown and what we were up to. I'll add in a few humiliating pictures as well just to you know--embarrass myself.

Spring 05: Senior Banquet (haha)


Late Spring 06 (50 lbs heavier, just to come full circle here and if i make this small maybe you can't see anything in detail.)


Almost Spring Break 07: Hanging out with Big Dean


February 08: Sweet Smile


February 09: with Daddy


Ah, this makes me want to sing that Amy Grant song "Oh How the Years go By." Join with me now; oh how the love brings tears to my eyes, all through the something the love never dies..."

corny, i know. get over it! :-)(

Waiting...

It has been awhile since I posted anything...I guess not much has been happening here that I think is blogworthy. We are potty training at a lackluster pace, although Ws teachers think that he is completely potty trained at school. I sort of realized today that when he is potty trained that when he has to go he has to go. Regardless of where we are. I know. That was pretty dumb of me. So, again, not sure we are ready. I am not nearly as committed as I need to be.

In other news...We had a nice trip down south this past weekend. I met a fellow blogger in real life which is always exciting. She has inspired me to look for bike seats for W. (Wal Mart is leading the race with the Bell seat, which unfortunately is only up to 40 lbs, but I figured it would last for the rest of the spring).

While there, I got a MacBook for graduation from Wil's parents! I was so excited! It has also made me feel old (technology-wise) as I am not sure what I am doing on here. I need to switch my pictures to this computer. Should I use Picasa like I was (so I can save online) or should I use iPhoto? Any suggestions or tips on transferring stuff? I feel slightly sleeker when I use this computer--almost like Sarah Jessica Parker in SATC when she is typing her articles. Only I type about potty training and she types about....

Speaking of writing, I also have received 2 new pieces of fine literature...The Strong Willed Child by Dr. Dobson and Your Three Year Old: Friend or Enemy. I will let you know how those work out. I'm not sure they will be my beach reading of choice during spring break, but who knows!

I would post a picture, but as I said before they are on the other computer right now. In the meantime, please send me any tips for this changing of the guard, I mean, computers.

So, in regards to the Title... Things we are waiting on...
- potty training commitment
- warm weather
- daffodils blooming on campus so that I can have free fresh flowers in my house (what? my tuition helped pay for those bulbs!)
- picnics and bike rides (complete with child on back) in aforementioned warm weather
- spring break
- how to work a Mac
- where in the world (literally) we will be next year, and by next year, I mean this summer. As in June.

I don't like waiting. Bottom line. So this is a really super exercise in patience particularly regarding the last one. I can wait on daffodils, I know they are coming b/c I saw them down south.

So, I remain waiting...

What are you waiting on?!

#2 and Lysol

*if queasy, might want to skip.

Yesterday, Allyebug came over to play with Wiley while I exercised. When I got home, Wiley wanted to try to go potty, so he tried, didn't need to go, then as Allyson and I were talking and we look and there Wiley is...going #2 on the carpet in his room.
I won't go into more detail, but you can enjoy the picture (it doesn't show anything) of the cleaning and then the Lysol picture. Who knew I'd be talking about Lysol 2x in one week?

Flashback Friday: Beach

I decided I would do My Tiny Kingdom's Flashback Friday.

Here it is:


Rollerderbys, bathing in the floats naked, fashion shows from the balcony, our moms drinking beer, bloody marys, anything with alcohol in it while listening to the oldies station on the radio (i think it was called the rose?), gigantic roaches jumping on Will, Spice Girls, and goodness knows what else...all memories from my days at the beach as a child.

There are not many pictures, aside from Wiley/Wil pictures, that I love more than this one. Taken goodness knows when (I think we look like we might have been lower elementary, 6/7/8 ish years old among us, except Beau), it is my childhood in a nutshell. I stole, I mean borrowed it, from my mom last time I was home.

This was taken at Lucy's grandparent's beach house in Seagrove...the Strandhausel (spelling?). I love that we are wearing Umbros, tshirts, and Tevas. It also includes this stray dog that we took care of for the week. I don't think we had a dog at the time, so it was pretty exciting to have one at the beach!

The most special part though of this picture are the people that are in it. Gillian, Beau, Lucy, and my sister (where is Wooly Bully?)--people that will most certainly always be a precious part of my past, present, and future. Gill and Lucy are Brooke and my other sisters.

I love you girls (and boy) and can't wait till we can go back to the Strandhausel. You can thank me later that I didn't get my hands on the nakey pictures of yall bathing in that big float under the outdoor shower.

Tiny Kingdom and Dicky V.

This is a blog that has been around for awhile I think...I just rediscovered it, and laughed out loud multiple times.

My Tiny Kingdom

It makes me excited about watching Wiley become a funny little boy. I can't wait to see all the shenanigans he tries.

In other news...I met Dick Vitale (Dicky V) last night when Wake beat Duke! "Met" should be interpreted loosely, however. By "met" I mean we walked up to him, he handed us autographed advertisements for his own books (?), handed the older man seated behind Dicky V our camera, listened as older man promised Dicky V more hair if he took a picture with us, older man shows Dicky V his equally balding head, (awkward glances b/w girls), we gather around Dicky V who smelled odd, Dicky V writes with his autograph sharpie on my arm (I will never wash this forearm again...Not.), "Cheese," we turn to say thanks, and before we know it Dicky V has turned the other way to pass out more autographed advertisements. Meanwhile older man laments that he didn't realize that Carrie was to be in the picture and he may or may not have her in it. Not sure how he didn't get the memo since we had our arms around each other, but let's be honest, we were taking a gamble by giving older man a digital camera anyway.



I give you another picture from the game, taking a chance that Paige will have me remove it.
Here is our very own Paige with her sign that she created, along with Carrie and I (this is pre-Dicky V. stalk). Notice that it is not Obama, but actually Jeff Teague who is quite the basketball player. *I would like to add Paige's own clause to her enormously clever sign for her when complimented on it. And I quote "Yes, but I'm a Republican."



And an insider's scoop on the difference between Wake's performance last night compared to the disappointing meeting with Va. Tech...Movement for Men.
Yes, the men's dance class that husband participates in along with other basketball players apparently left its mark on the players pre-Va. Tech. They were exhausted from their pliees, pas de beurres (I can't spell, but you know what I'm talking about), and hip thrusts, thus negatively affecting their performance. Apparently quick to learn from their mistakes, the players sat out class before the Duke game, opting to rest their legs and muscles and instead observe their fellow dancers looking most likely quite ridiculous as they spun and jumped across the floor. Hey, whatever it takes.

Linoleum

*disclaimer: I know, I know. I am very fortunate and very lucky to have a cozy wonderful heated apartment a few feet away from friends, however, hear me out on this topic.

White Linoleum:


I think that you should be outlawed in all 50 states. Home Depot and Lowes should be sued for selling you. While I can see how clean you might appear in the showroom as people look for that clean, kitchen/bathroom, sleek look, you are in fact deceitful. There is nothing clean about you. You attract dirt. You hold dirt. And your hue contrasts my dirt, bringing it to my attention as if there was a spotlight on it. I detest you in my kitchen and in my bathrooms. Do you like being high maintenance? Do you like feeling my futile sweeps multiple times each day? Do you like hearing my groans and moans of annoyance when my Swiffer attempts are worthless and hopeless? Do you like seeing me on my hands and knees, Lysol in hand along with a paper towel? Do you just beg for my husband, I mean someone, to step on you with tennis shoes that leave scuff marks everywhere, thus leading to the Lysol movement?

Someday, White Linoleum, I will move on. And I will not miss you. You will be left for another poor soul to slave over you, sweep you, Swiffer you, Lysol, Clorox, burn you.

Until then, I will remain, broom/Swiffer/Lysol in hand.

It goes something like this...

Driving home from church yesterday,we ask Wiley about what he did during his class. Here is what he said...

us: Wiley, what did you do during church?
Wiley: I know. (which means I don't know)
Us: You don't know? Well, did you sing?
Wiley: Yes. I sing wonderful song.
Us: Oh, what wonderful song did you sing?
Wiley: Baa Baa Black Sheep. (pause) It goes something like this...(and he proceeds to sing Baa Baa and the Wheels on the Bus).

We were so tickled when he said "it goes something like this..." We can't figure out where he heard that phrase, either!

Here are some pictures (notice the new, very short hair cut):
Before church


Going to school


Coming soon: our daily life from Wiley's perspective...