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Secret Ingredient

Man, one head of cabbage makes a lot of slaw! Paul will have cole slaw in his lunch for at least a week. Just don't tell him it is boob cabbage.

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Home Sweet ...What Did You Say?

The call came in. The counter offer is a good one, well within our budget. Paul asks me, "What do you think? Do you want it?"

I reply, with what I think is a romantic meaningful look, happy tears in my eyes: "It's not what I thought I wanted, but then again, neither were you."

I have no idea why he stays with me. But now I know we'll be staying in a house we own together!

 

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This Is Family Life

Transcript of the conversation in the bedroom this morning:

Is that my night bra? I've been looking for this!

Night bra? Crazy woman and your night bra.

You just imagine, if you had to nurse you'd want a night bra too. I've handled this breastfeeding bullshit pretty well!

*hack hack hack*

Ruby, are you still barfing up that pizza box?

 

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Is This What Irony Means?

Baby girl slept through the night last night. She didn't wake up at 4am on the dot as she has every night since before birth. Yes, she awoke at 4am in utero. Every. Single. Night.

But not last night. Last night she slept peacefully, pacifier-wiggle-ing-ly, swaddle swaddle-y all through the long, cold night. As did we. Blissfully.

Until we awoke with a start at 7:30 am. On a work day. We have to leave the house at 7:30.

 

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New Year, New House?

Why do people more frequently say a house is too small?
I have yet to be advised that a house is too big, even when it's a 2300 sq ft beast ( not counting basement and garage). That is twice what we need---twice the renovation cost, twice the heating and cooling, twice the maintenance, twice the work.

It's just us three, Vivienne will not suffer for having been raised in a modest house with only one bathroom. Yes, two would be more convenient. But it's not the end of the world. And we can always add one.

I'm not going to commit to buying a house in an area I find boring as hell just because it comes with an extra crapper.

The garage, however, is a different story. According to Paulie, and I am beginning to see his point, you can never have a too large garage.