No such thing as wasted time for me

Today as you browse blogs, pin on Pinterest, check facebook, sit outside while the kids play, catch up on crappy tv on the DVR once the kids go to bed, remember this:

This is my new mantra so that I will feel less guilty about the laundry that sits clean in a basket on the stairs for a few days and about my book which sits and gathers dust on my bedroom end table.

My own app!

Do you see what I see?  No, not a bunch of stupid apps for 4 year olds.  I'm talking about the Party of 5 app.  Well, it's not really an app but kind of.  If you ever look at the blog from your smart phone, you can click on "Add to Home Screen" and you magically will get what I like to think of as my own app on your phone!  Then you can just click on it and check in whenever you're sitting at karate, waiting for school to get out, or at a doctor's appointment.  I am assuming, of course, you live the life of hurry-up-and-wait-for-your-kids that I live.

F - I - V - E!

Today was supposed to be William's due date.  In January of 2006 my doctor told me my second baby was to be due on September 11.  I said, "I don't like that date.  Let's say my due date is the 12th."  She said, "You can say whatever you want but your baby is due on September 11th."  He was 2 days late and was born on September 13th, which makes Tuesday his 5th birthday. 

We celebrated his birthday yesterday with some of our family, our close friends, and some of William's classmates (and teachers!).  We had a pirate waterslide party and it was loads of fun.  And it was hot.  But mostly it was FUN!

I didn't use my camera much or capture many individual pictures of our guests but here are a couple of the pictures of the day.  *Thanks to Misty for taking some of these!*

This ain't your mama's slip-n-slide.

You could feel the friendship and love!

Homemade pirate cupcakes.  They were yummy.  All 72 of them!

Drew decorated and made a sign for the bathroom door for our guests.

Singing time.

5!

Sidenote:

Peters Party of 4 at William's 1st birthday.  Ahhh, seems like yesterday.

I LOVE that Lauren wore to William's 5th birthday the same dress that Drew wore to William's 1st birthday. 

  William is looking forward to Tuesday so that he can have cake for breakfast, he can bring sharing to school, and we can go to the library after school to get his library card.  I'm looking forward to it for all of those reasons, too.  Mostly the cake for breakfast part.  It'll be a happy day.

I'm so proud of that little boy.

 

Sad, Happy

Sad:  He got my artistic ability.

Happy:  I'm totally skinny in this picture.

Sad:  She had to get her flu shot this morning.

Happy:  She cried for Drew during and after to come comfort her.

Sad:  This cool kid is turning 5 on Tuesday.

Happy:  He's excited to turn 5 so he can finally get his own library card.

Duran Duran, Finally Finally

Do you know who Susan is?  If not, click here to read. 

Ok, you're back?  Good.

We loved 3 bands.  Like, LOVED 3 bands.  New Kids on the Block, U2 and Duran Duran.  Every single one of their songs defines an event and a time in our lives.  We can name the year it came out, the grade we were in, and a memory of something we were doing while it played.  That goes for every song each of the bands ever sang.  I'm not kidding. 

In 1989 we saw New Kids in concert.  It was their Christmas show and it was totally rad.  In 1992 we saw U2 and had nearly front row seats.  Public Enemy and Bjork opened and it was killer, for reals.  Poor Duran Duran, they never had the chance to have US, Susan and Ashley, attend one of their concerts. 

UNTIL NOW, that is!  HOLLA!

Susan is FLYING here from St. Louis so that we can go to this concert together. It's at a winery in the bay area, a somewhat intimate setting.  Mom has bought the tickets for us for my 36th birthday and we're totally gonna rock that upscale venue like we're 16 again. 

1985, 4th grade, swimming in Susan's backyard with the radio in the livingroom turned up all the way.

See?

 

~ What the Hell Wednesday ~

It's no secret that I love me some Starbucks.  I usually get a grande iced skinny caramel macchiato which is 140 calories.  I'm ok with that.  Now that the Fall items are being sold again (holla!) I've been getting for the last two days a tall nonfat pumpkin spice latte.  I thought I should look to be sure it's not any more calories than my previous drink.  Damned if it isn't 200 calories.  That's for the smallest size, nonfat milk, and no whipped cream.  There is nothing I can do to make it less calories.  And that sucks.  What the hell?  I don't want to have to do Zumba and Muscle Blast 4 nights a week just to support my Fall Starbucks habit.  Ugh.

Wanna see how many calories you're pounding in your favorite drink?  Click here to see.

You are the ketchup to my french fries

It's terribly nauseating to hear people tell about how much they love their spouse or how great their life is.  You either don't believe them completely or think it's a bit braggy so they should just shut their pie hole.  I get it.

I definitely put up with him and his nonsense but really, he puts up with me, allows me to make the majority of the decisions, and works very hard so that I can stay home and be with the kids.  I know I complain about that in 80% of my posts but it's honestly all I've ever wanted to do.  

He's a true gem, that guy of mine. 

Real men drink lattes.