Today I received my Hello Kitty Afro tee in the mail.  She’s rockin an afro pick.  It’s so cute!  I can’t wait to rock it at the next natural hair event, or just running errands on a Saturday.  It is sure to inspire a lot of conversation.  Hell, I might even wear it on a casual Friday at work.

Regan seemed a little jealous of my cute tee.  Fear not, she quickly got over it when she saw this cute Hello Kitty eye patch. And you know I’m going to have to get her the Sesame Street “I Love My Hair” tee!

Thanks to my friends at We Love Fine!

Necessary Legalities: In exchange for this post, I was provided a t-shirt.  All opinions expressed are my own.

I was leaving CFA where I got the crack that is a banana pudding milkshake.  Nevermind that I had just been called a b-i-t-c-h by some loser because I was parked waiting for the goodness to be delivered to my car.  Oh and I maintained composure and I didn’t tail his ass all the way down Windy Hill.  Though a bird may have been flipped his way.

Anyway, as I was pulling out I saw a young lady crossing the street holding an infant in one arm and holding the hand of a toddler in the other.  For those of you that know, that area is very busy especially at lunch time.  My heart raced thinking about her dropping the baby or the boy running into traffic.

I pulled into Wendy’s where I purchased a hamburger and as I pulled out I said, “God if you want me to give her my stroller, let me make this left turn.”  I’m sure you know where this is going.  There was no traffic coming either way so I easily made the left turn.

I didn’t know where she went, so I headed into the Tar.get parking lot.  I saw her walking and pulled up to her.  I asked her if she had a stroller, she told me she didn’t speak english.  So I pieced together a few sentences en español and asked her if she needed a (imagine my hand motions) stroller.  She said yes and asked if I had one.  I said yes and hopped out of the car.  As I strapped in what has to be the second cutest and softest little girl in the world, I introduced myself and told her I had a two-year old daughter who was starting to outgrow the stroller.  After I pulled the shade down to protect her baby from the sun, she hugged me and thanked me.

I said goodbye and was on my way.  It’s funny because since I got my SUV I never carry the stroller with me.  Last night I was unloading groceries and started to take the stroller out of the car and I didn’t because I thought I might need it.

I really love how God works and I love how he works through me to bless others.

You know what I don’t love?  Not being able to get a pizza delivered.  Isn’t that ridiculous?  What kind of world do we live in when you can’t get hot food brought to your front door?!?

Last night, I decided to make the old flat bread pizzas for dinner that I enjoyed when I was pregnant.  Funny, when I was pregnant I could eat two with no trouble.  Now, I’m stuffed after eating just one.

Regan had fun “helping” me make them.  And let’s be honest, they are cheaper and healthier than anything I could have had delievered.

See, living in the boonies is really is great!

We went to my little cousin’s soccer game.  I hadn’t planned on that and didn’t pack anything for an early morning outing, so baby had to wear some of her big (boy) cousin’s big clothes.  She didn’t mind.  She loved playing with the dog on the sidelines and watching the kids play with the ball.

In the afternoon we (me, my mom and aunts) spent the day planting flowers outside of my grandmother’s house.  We were out there for hours, but it was so much fun.  We really spruced up the yard by pulling weeds and planting flowers.  I was happy because my grandmother came outside and sat with us the entire time.  She had very specific ideas of where she wanted the different flowers.  It was our gift to her and probably the best gift she has received from us.  If you ever have trouble thinking of a gift for the woman that has everything, I recommend a day planting flowers.  Genius!

For my Mother’s Day, Regan got me a pedicure and a Mickey Mouse robe which, no joke, she picked out all by herself.  My mom got the serious side eye for letting Regan pick out a gift with cartoon characters on it, but baby gets so excited whenever she sees it. 

The rest of the weekend we just spent relaxing and playing games (and fighting a cold).  I had lots of quality time with my grandma and left feeling slightly better than the last time I was with her.  Regan had a great time at GiGi’s house and talks about her and Poppa all the time.

Did you guys check out the super moon last week?  I couldn’t stay up until 1130, but I did catch this shot from my backyard at about 10pm.  I swear I can see the man in the moon!

The last time we went home I took my computer and worked almost every day.  This weekend I am leaving my computer at home.  I am giving my undivided attention to my daughter and grandmother this weekend.

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I am seriously slacking on the whole birthday party thing.  I’ve got it planned in my head, but I need to get the invitations ordered, like, yesterday.

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I may or may not have met the man of my dreams recently.  Unfortunately, I don’t think he could see me through all of this blubber.  As such, I have found my motivation for losing weight.  He is the first man I have looked twice at since I became a mom.  I don’t want to be in another situation where I meet a handsome goodlooking and feel like I don’t stand a chance.

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Thanks to furniture buying and gas prices, I’ve been on a super strict budget the last couple of weeks.  Thankfully, my supermom powers have given me the gift of creating meals out of bare cupboards and skillfully spending my little dollars.

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I need to finish packing.

It was to run to my bedroom and grab my camera so I could snap a pic.

Treated me kind
Sweet destiny
Carried me through desperation
To the one that was waiting for me
It took so long
Still I believed
Somehow the one that I needed
Would find me eventually

I had a vision of love
And it was all that you’ve given to me

Prayed through the nights
Felt so alone
Suffered from alienation
Carried the weight on my own
Had to be strong
So I believed
And now I know I’ve succeded
In finding the place I conceived

I had a vision of love
And it was all that you’ve given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you’ve given me

I’ve realized a dream
And I visualized
The love that came to be
Feel so alive
I’m so thankful that I’ve received
The answer that heaven
Has sent down to me

You treated me kind
Sweet destiny
And I’ll be eternally grateful
Holding you so close to me
Prayed through the nights
So faithfully
Knowing the one that I needed
Would find me eventually

I had a vision of love
And it was all that you’ve given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you
Turned out to be

She was in a good mood and had fun helping me prepare dinner.  I let her help me season the pork chops, but then she became obsessed with sticking her fingers in the meat and tasting the seasoning.  We made it through dinner with little diasgreement and headed upstairs for bath, book and bed.

As most of you know, Regan still takes a pacifier.  Well, she only takes it with me.  I find that very annoying.  She can be gone all weekend and doesn’t think twice about it, but as soon as she sees me she starts asking for it.  Up until the point that we moved, she only took it at night.  But then around Christmas time, when she had the ear infection, I let her have it during the day and she has been on straight junkie status ever since.

So last night she was taking a bath and started asking for her paci.  I told her she can’t have the paci in the bath and can have it when she gets out.  Do you know that little girl stood up and got out of the tub by her dammy?  She LOVES bathtime, but apparently at that moment she was missing her paci more.

I got her dressed in her jammies and we both got under the covers for snuggles.  We said our prayers which, bt-dubs, I totally think prayer is going to be my baby’s spiritual gift.  I tried to be still and let her drift off to sleep but she wasn’t having it.  I gave up after 30 minutes because Amazing Race was on she was still very wired, so we went to my bedroom.

She cried because I told her to leave her paci in the bed.  She came to my room and threw a fit.  I carried her back to her bed and spoke in a very clear and calm manner.  I explained to her that she can go the entire weekend without a paci so there is no way she has to have one at home.  I told her that her jig was up and I was done being manipulated.  I told her that if she wanted her paci she could only have it in HER bed, but that if she got out of her bed she couldn’t bring the paci.  Then I went back into my room and started watching tv.

Three minutes later I heard the pitter patter of little feet.  She came to my room without the paci!  

And here is where she began to put on a show.  For the next 30 minutes, she played in the mirror wearing my bathing suit.  Then she demanded “more snack, momma” and “more juice, momma.”  And then when it rained she declared “it’s raining, momma.”  I think she was tickled that I was so impressed with her use of the complete sentence that she wanted to keep saying it.  And so she did.  Over and over.

IT’S RAINING, MOMMA!

Then she got in my bed and kept pushing on my back demanding “horsey.”  And you know what that means.

After I tired of walking around the house with a toddler on my back I horseyed right on into her bedroom and told her it was time for night night.  She cried.  Boy did she cry.  But only for about 7 minutes.  And finally she was gone.