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The Grumps

Hi Blog.

I have not been myself lately. Mostly I’ve been overwhelmed and tired and stressed. I imagine that I’m not the only person feeling this way during this time of the year.

I am antsy, but at the same time unmotivated to do anything. You can probably sense this from my less frequent blogging, and even less frequent cross stitching. Le sigh, indeed.

Work has been particularly intense these days, but well, that’s why it’s called work I suppose.

We sold one investment house and bought another one this month, which is very exciting. Tom worked long and hard on it. I’m super proud of him.

House sold = I’ve been begging for a new car = car shopping = feeling of dread. Am I annoying you yet, because I’m totally annoying myself.

But that’s not to say that we’re all Scrooges around here. Some of us have gotten into the holiday spirit.


We got our Christmas tree!


Biggest discovered the truth about elf on the shelf, but now we have an enthusiastic helper to move Timmy the elf each night! His ideas are waaaaay more creative than ours ever were.


Sometimes I think I’m being stalked.


I came across Biggest’s “My First Christmas” album which led to a lot of “OMGs!”


and “Look at those cheeks!”


and “Sammy was so young and skinny!”


Time sure does go by quickly. Happy Tuesday, Friends!


Imagine my surprise this morning when I realized that it’s FRIDAY today and not Thursday! How did we lose a whole day?

I am really itching to work on some cross stitching or other creative endeavor. I haven’t picked up my project even once this week (except to move it from one pile to another). It will have to be on the high priority list for this weekend.

Good things today:

My office is clean.

It’s Friday! (That one is really obvious.)

I saw 2 fat cardinals out the kitchen window.

And THIS! Also captioned as “How I would dress my cat if I had one.”

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Maybe it’s good that I don’t have a cat.

Enjoy the weekend!



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We made it! See you next week!


The boys decided this weekend that we all needed cool nicknames. They gave us the following:

Littlest = SCAR
Biggest = CRASH

So this is what we got on Tom’s cake.


I was a little embarrassed asking for it at the bakery counter. I had to say it twice then spell it for her.

He is more than 6 years old, but those were the only candles that we had left (just so you don’t think I’m some kind of cradle robber).



Today is 9/11. I remember that day really well. I was working at my new job in suburban Philadelphia when the news came in. We all turned on our clock radios (Remember when people had clock radios?) to hear the reports. It was surreal. Some of my coworkers had spouses who worked in NYC and were frantic. I tried to call my BFF from college who worked and lived in NYC and traveled through the WTC every day and couldn’t get through. It was so scary.

They closed down our office and sent everyone home. Most of Philadelphia was shut down. The phones weren’t working and mass transit stopped running. My boyfriend at the time was working in the city. There were no trains and he walked to my apartment in the suburbs along with masses and masses of other people.

I knew one person who died that day. He was the brother-in-law of a different old boyfriend. We spent a week at his shore house once. I remember how much he loved surfing and his wife and daughter. He played the guitar and replaced words in songs with his daughter’s name. I didn’t know him well, but I always think of him when I think of 9/11. He was just one person among the thousands who died that day. It seems so senseless.

I can’t believe that it’s been 12 years.


I haven’t written for a few days because, honestly, I haven’t known what to write. Like many people, the Connecticut school shooting has been on the forefront of my mind. What could I possibly write here on my little blog that hasn’t already been said more eloquently elsewhere?

I am just plain sad. My heart goes out to the families and community. What happened was beyond horrible. It has me thinking a lot about my own children, how I am raising them, and my personal views on violence in our society. My boys are still pretty young and don’t know about what happened, but we’ve been trying to have general conversations about kindness, violence, and real-life heroes.

Sending lots of love and hugs out to the Universe.

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