Archive for February, 2012


Posted February 28, 2012 By kmarrs

… Has 3 bedrooms, but the basement is finished and huge.
… The kitchen is bigger than anything we’re used to.  But, that isn’t hard.
… The basement/master suite has a full bathroom.  You heard me.
… The upstairs bathroom has a bathtub large enough for my husband.  You heard me.
… The backyard is fenced.
… The garage will hold 2 cars.  Or, our 1 car and bikes, freezer, toys, totes of clothes.
… There is a pond.  Not big enough for the older two to be in danger with, but just deep enough to hold a few fish.  Girl child will be watched until she too is safe.
… There is a screened in Florida room.
… Thomas would have his own room, the top floor would be all his.
… Luke would have his space on the main floor, just big enough for sleeping.
… Sammy, my Sammy, would have a nursery.  Also on the main floor.  Also not large but big enough for sleeping.
… The main floor living room would be taken over with toys.  Plenty of room for the 3 to play.
… Computers would be in the basement.  Along with a bigger bed we could finally share, and room to spare to set up camp Sammy while she is too little to roam on her own.
… Walking distance from Thomas’ school.  10 minutes, in a different direction, from my work.
… Not the best neighborhood, but we’ll be safe.
… I could go jogging without it being a suicide mission.  Not that I’ll jog.  That’s a metaphor.  For something.  I’m sure.

Our landlord is viewing soon.  Offers will be made.  It’s been on the market at a stupidly low price forever.  Not because she isn’t a beauty, but because half the neighborhood is for sale.  It’s a buyer’s market out there.  After years of paying rent, when the mortgage was paid we’d have the option of claiming ownership, our landlord having paid for her with our money, not his, mostly and yet with profit.

This is our best option.  For our family.  Our children.  Our future.  And theirs.

This is a really good option, for simply being the best one.

And if “she” isn’t the one, she has many twins and siblings out there.  It’s just a matter of timing and heart thumps.

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My Own Red Dress: The Reveal

Posted February 17, 2012 By kmarrs
The amount of guts it takes to step out of the house and into work in a bright red dress, is directly proportionate to the compliments you will get.
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My Own Red Dress

Posted February 15, 2012 By kmarrs

The Bloggess has a traveling red dress.  Actually, I think she is up to 6.  It is worn by women who want to feel empowered.   It represents that thing women think they don’t deserve, but that they really really do.  The dresses are meant to be strapless ball gowns.  But I decided that while I deserved that ball gown, I want something I could wear to work.  Can’t so much get away with a strapless ball gown at work, no matter how empowering.  But then, I don’t need it to be strapless and a ball gown for it to make me feel empowered.  I just need it to be mine, and something I can wear whenever I need it.  So I bought something bright freaking red, beautiful, and work appropriate.  And I am going to wear the shit out of it!

(Photos coming soon!  I promise!)

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This ‘N’ That

Posted February 10, 2012 By kmarrs

Alright, so I am way over due to write something, so I am going to touch base with a general check-in.

My blood pressure meds are working well, as long as I don’t miss a dose. But I keep some in my purse so I hopefully won’t miss any. In the event of a break through headache, it is mild and easily stopped by various pain meds.

Mental health wise I’m still doing pretty good. I’m finding myself grumpy with my family, but that’s mostly the boys fighting and such, and then Pat’s reaction to all that. That isn’t mental health though. That is a rightful reaction to the bullshit going on around me.

Work is still phenomenal. I really love every aspect of it. The people, what I’m doing, where I’m at.

I have found the best way to turn your husband green is to mention you are “late” a couple months after your tubal. It doesn’t matter that it’s part of the conversation that you’ve become very irregular since. Yes, I did start, I was just 1 day later than the site guessed and that was a guess based on a 25-28 day cycle range.

Band Back Together is nominated for 3 bloggies. You should probably vote for us.

Cat who moved in has moved out. We were hoping to get him fixed before he started spraying. We had the appointment scheduled even, for this coming Monday. But we didn’t get it in time. The breaking point was when he sprayed the rat, cage and all. Poor Lucky is not very happy with any of us. Anyway, Theo started a stray, his family is still out there. Bye.

The, uh, voices from the previous post was some technical thing involving my brain trying to fill in gaps from 1 ear being covered and listening to music, the other not. Which is reassuring. Because you never know.

We are in process of getting Thomas diagnosed with ADHD. It’s a lengthy process. Luke is SO next. This is vital to him living to see 5. So very vital.

We got our tax return. Then we bought a car. Car payment and all. I love the car. I don’t love the idea of payments. But we can afford it. Mostly. We are removing some of our cable channels to take the edge off. And the car insurance increase was less than expected. We’ll only be making payments for a year, then we’ll pay it the rest of the way off with the next tax return. Don’t mind the green tinge to my skin.

Sammy is beyond anything I could have ever hoped for. She is the most laid back baby I’ve ever met. She is sweet, goofy, cuddly, happy, healthy, beautiful. There is no one who doesn’t adore her.

Alright, that’s the general update. I’ll be around.

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