“Yea” is a very old-fashioned formal way of saying “yes,” used mainly in voting. It’s the opposite of—and rhymes with—”nay.” When you want to write the common casual version of “yes,” the correct spelling is “yeah” (sounds like “yeh” ). When the third grade teacher announced a class trip to the zoo, we all yelled [...]
…for aunt weesa!
I am so tired today.
Sooo tired.
Ryan said, “Looks like you tried to compensate for a lack of sleep with more make up.”
I didn’t miss a beat: “Yup. Figured with enough concealer, I could turn my the circles under my eyes from deep purple to at least a nice lavender.”
Growing up in the Bill [...]
(26th? For real? You’ve gotta be kidding! Somebody tell me what on earth I’ve done since our lovely New Year’s Day dinner that took up TWENTY-SIX DAYS!!)
You’re Invited:
To all who are interested, we are having an openhouse party to celebrate Carina’s new business venture, Carina Sinclair Hair Salons.
Details:
February 9th
3-7pm
14 Miner St, Canton (her salon)
Carina [...]
Jameson seems to have inherited my dry skin — poor kid. His forehead especially seems to suffer, and so a few days ago, I determined to find some remedies in my stash of baby products. I struck gold.
Before Jameson was born, she gave me a basket of baby bee products. I used the powder right [...]
So, today was a moment of truth. We knew our little man, who now wears 6-9 month clothes, was a bit big, but how big?
Today the nurse told us. At four months, Jameson is 18lbs. 8oz., and 28″ long.
I knew my arms were getting tired lately.
So, whose blog is this, anyway? It's mine, and here are few tidbits about me: My name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley.My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I'm the oldest of 9 kids--and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They're actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I've joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been "leaving-and-cleaving" for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you'll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too--hundreds of them--should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I'm a stay at home mom who is redefining that title--I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil' ol' town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband's encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, "He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,...", and sometimes, that's all a wife needs.
The first of a week-long series on mothering without fear. Encouraging!
GOOD read.
I LOVE money-back guarantees for stuff like this. (Of course, I can't imagine anyone returning an Ergo!) If you're thinking about purchasing an Ergo carrier, maybe you'll appreciate these 90 days of flexibility.
Write to your elected officials to let them know your thoughts on killing babies.
