So, I've been MIA for a while, but I was just busy with my sweet baby girl who is now TWO MONTHS OLD. Two whole months. And I have loved every single moment of her little life. Seeing a tiny person with the best parts of you and your spouse makes life seem so simple and pure. I love it! I love being a mother. (especially because I can watch Grey's Anatomy for approximately 3 hours every day).
Also...I started running again. It's been rough. I currently have a love/hate relationship with running. It's mostly hate right now. Running needs to send me flowers and chocolates so we can make up. My goal is to get back together with running before November when I plan to run the DRC half, but we are talking to other people right now. I hope running doesn't get jealous of yoga....They can have each other when I swear off exercising all together.
I'm off to see just how much I can make a certain little girl smile and giggle.
Until next time!
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Small Town Girl
It's a good indication that I am what some might label as "small town" when the news of the opening of a new Panera Bread in the B/CS area is the most exciting thing I've heard all week. Feeble attempts to wake up this morning were made in the form of reading the news online, answering emails (yes, working. shocking, I know) and even drinking coffee. The venti CAS my coworker brought me this morning significantly improved the chances of both a great day and being fully awake by 11:00am (even though my work day starts at 7:00....). but I was jolted from my semi coma and brought into reality at the wondrous mention of this glorious event.
(Those of you who do not frequent Starbucks often enough to know what a CAS is, I'll help you out. Caramel Apple Spice. Try it. It, too, is glorious. It's difficult to pinpoint which drink wins my heart the most, but this one has been in the top three for a number of years.)
In other disturbing news, I noticed that I wasted a total of almost 4 entire minutes on the commute home yesterday trying to decide on the thermostat setting of the AC in the car. I interrupted my own nerdy thoughts once I realized that I only wanted it to be set on an even number or multiple of 3 or 5....NEVER a prime number. And at that point the thought of my new daughter and loving husband next to me was all that kept me from veering off the road.
(The person who enters my vehicle and sets my thermostat on 67 degrees I WILL hunt down.)
I envision the perfect spring day, driving to Panera Bread with sweet little Mattie in the back seat (thermostat set on a nice round 70 or even 68).
Until next time! Cheers!
(Those of you who do not frequent Starbucks often enough to know what a CAS is, I'll help you out. Caramel Apple Spice. Try it. It, too, is glorious. It's difficult to pinpoint which drink wins my heart the most, but this one has been in the top three for a number of years.)
In other disturbing news, I noticed that I wasted a total of almost 4 entire minutes on the commute home yesterday trying to decide on the thermostat setting of the AC in the car. I interrupted my own nerdy thoughts once I realized that I only wanted it to be set on an even number or multiple of 3 or 5....NEVER a prime number. And at that point the thought of my new daughter and loving husband next to me was all that kept me from veering off the road.
(The person who enters my vehicle and sets my thermostat on 67 degrees I WILL hunt down.)
I envision the perfect spring day, driving to Panera Bread with sweet little Mattie in the back seat (thermostat set on a nice round 70 or even 68).
Until next time! Cheers!
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Adventures Involving Red Box
After taking painstaking care to find a parking place without being run off the road plus positioned for easy escape, I hurriedly grabbed both redbox rental returns and my keys and run-walked to the redbox in front of Kroger.
I dodged runaway carts and vehicles, barely making it to my destination in one piece. I hit "return" and inserted my movie, only to have it thrust right back at me with the message: "error returning your disk. Make sure the logo is facing you."
Second try. Same results. The logo was most definitrly facing me. Clearly there was a problem with the redbox. After try number three, I got angry and moved to the other redbox and successfully returned my second rental before trying a fourth time to return the difficult one. Once more I got the error.
Because I was returning an empty case.
I've turned into my mother.
Until next time!
I dodged runaway carts and vehicles, barely making it to my destination in one piece. I hit "return" and inserted my movie, only to have it thrust right back at me with the message: "error returning your disk. Make sure the logo is facing you."
Second try. Same results. The logo was most definitrly facing me. Clearly there was a problem with the redbox. After try number three, I got angry and moved to the other redbox and successfully returned my second rental before trying a fourth time to return the difficult one. Once more I got the error.
Because I was returning an empty case.
I've turned into my mother.
Until next time!
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Resolution, Schmesolution
The Sanchez family set one resolution: be on time to work. It's already been back-burnered. I'm working on setting another one. But I just feel like I want to live this year like each day was the only day I ever got to live, and I think that is enough.
We'll go resolution-less. Cheers to Y.O.B! (Year of baby.)
Until next time!
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Snookie Tails
Mom asked me to guest blog for her because she obviously lacks motivation to do posts....Exhibit A: the 12 posts of Christmas-ish total one; tomorrow is the last day of Christmas. I came into the Sandidge family almost a year ago. It's usually what mom calls "shenanigans" but it's more like fun. At first I was opposed to being paraded around on a string tied around my head, but now I see that it's a good way to explore the neighborhood. Dad even lets me off the leash at the big field so I can chase things. That's my favorite.
Christmas was fun. I got new chew toys; specifically a blue squeaky bone whose magnificence almost frightens me. It was almost as fun as Thanksgiving when I nearly caught a cat in the neighbor's barn when we visited Oklahoma. Mom killed the fun, though. She freaked out and started running after us and yelling. It's kind of a blur because all I could think about was sprinting after said cat. It was kind of nice to be carried all the way back to Grammy's house, even though I think I may have been being lectured on the way back.
The Christmas tree is gone, which had become my favorite place to lounge at home when inside. I'll have to settle for the couch.
Well, I'm off to chase birds in the backyard.
- Snookie Sandidge
Christmas was fun. I got new chew toys; specifically a blue squeaky bone whose magnificence almost frightens me. It was almost as fun as Thanksgiving when I nearly caught a cat in the neighbor's barn when we visited Oklahoma. Mom killed the fun, though. She freaked out and started running after us and yelling. It's kind of a blur because all I could think about was sprinting after said cat. It was kind of nice to be carried all the way back to Grammy's house, even though I think I may have been being lectured on the way back.
The Christmas tree is gone, which had become my favorite place to lounge at home when inside. I'll have to settle for the couch.
Well, I'm off to chase birds in the backyard.
- Snookie Sandidge
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
12 Posts of Christmas-ish
I planned to do 12 posts of Christmas; however, that would take self discipline for 12 straight days and I procrastinated for the first 50% of the days. Now I'm doing 12 posts of Christmas/New Year's. I might blame Google for making me feel like an idiot when trying to log in to my Blogger account. I can't remember my password but Goolgle handily reminds me that my "password was changed 8 months ago, Idiot." It would be ok if it was followed by some positive reinforcement. (This is the expectation public school has set for me.) But, no. I'm forced to recover on my own and press onward with logging in.
That's beside the point, though. Here's the First Post of Christmas-ish:
Looking forward to decorating cookies, baking, opening presents, spending time with family, snacking and snow! I'm headed to Starbucks tonight and have all my presents wrapped and under my tree. Lights will be plugged in as soon as I leave the office and I'll snuggle up on my couch with my husband! Ahhhhh, 'tis the season!! Task one of getting prepared: baking pies/goodies. Tonight I'll head to the store and start baking. The Second Post of Christmas-ish will detail the cooking adventures of the season.
Until then............keep it cheery.
That's beside the point, though. Here's the First Post of Christmas-ish:
Looking forward to decorating cookies, baking, opening presents, spending time with family, snacking and snow! I'm headed to Starbucks tonight and have all my presents wrapped and under my tree. Lights will be plugged in as soon as I leave the office and I'll snuggle up on my couch with my husband! Ahhhhh, 'tis the season!! Task one of getting prepared: baking pies/goodies. Tonight I'll head to the store and start baking. The Second Post of Christmas-ish will detail the cooking adventures of the season.
Until then............keep it cheery.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
My Little Love!
I recognize that the last time I posted I rambled on about pregnancy and Mary, during which I somehow made it sound like I got pregnant in a confusing way..........AWKWARD and just to clear things up - I was making reference to the fact that Mary was a VIRGIN and was not referencing myself.
Like I said....awkward.
Moving on.
I feel like the only thing I can do is talk about being pregnant, which I feel may be incredibly annoying but it is truly amazing! I can't stop dreaming about this precious little girl and how great she is going to be. It's breath-taking to know that there were people that possibly loved me THIS MUCH before I was even born. Planning and waiting for a sweet baby is like nothing else I have ever done before. I love it more than eating even. But really, on a serious note, it's even better than bacon. HAH - truly. It's like nothing I've experienced nothing as consuming and wonderful as this!
On the flip side....pregnancy makes a wreck of me some days/moments. Hormones are out of control. Sometimes my goal is merely to make it through the next two months without absolutely causing my husband to never want to talk to me again! Being a single mom would not be fun. Especially right at first.
I don't have many shenanigans to report on as of late. I promise to post the story about how I had to pregnant sprint across the dewy field in blustery Oklahoma over Thanksgiving break. But not today. My book is calling me. And possibly a cup of hot cocoa.
Until next time!
Like I said....awkward.
Moving on.
I feel like the only thing I can do is talk about being pregnant, which I feel may be incredibly annoying but it is truly amazing! I can't stop dreaming about this precious little girl and how great she is going to be. It's breath-taking to know that there were people that possibly loved me THIS MUCH before I was even born. Planning and waiting for a sweet baby is like nothing else I have ever done before. I love it more than eating even. But really, on a serious note, it's even better than bacon. HAH - truly. It's like nothing I've experienced nothing as consuming and wonderful as this!
On the flip side....pregnancy makes a wreck of me some days/moments. Hormones are out of control. Sometimes my goal is merely to make it through the next two months without absolutely causing my husband to never want to talk to me again! Being a single mom would not be fun. Especially right at first.
I don't have many shenanigans to report on as of late. I promise to post the story about how I had to pregnant sprint across the dewy field in blustery Oklahoma over Thanksgiving break. But not today. My book is calling me. And possibly a cup of hot cocoa.
Until next time!
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