Archive for January 2009


31 January, 2009

I would have to say that my first actual glimpse – physical glimpse – of the economic downturn happened on a trip back to KC at the end of October.  There, not far from my Mom’s house, one could gaze upon a large parking lot with cookie-cutter buildings and a sign already erected with ‘circuit city’ emblazoned on both sides.  The construction had stopped.  The buildings sit empty not just because of CC’s closure but also due to construction contractors running out of money.  That parking lot and those buildings – there were houses there.  Across the street sits another section of mall with a cinema, clothing stores, pet store, etc.  There were houses there at one time as well.    Down a few miles in another direction…you can find the same set of hardware stores, clothing stores and cinema.

But why would I drive a few miles more when I can have one across the street from my house?

For a while the bubble has started a slow ooze of air here in Portland.  Personally, I’m working in the midst of people opting for early retirement or a voluntary leave from the company as well as people being laid off – mainly contractors.  This has been round 1.  Round 2 is starting. Layoffs of both employees and contractors.

Something hit me hard today. I still have a job. I hopefully will continue having a job. I have a lot to be thankful for and a lot of people that have helped me along the way these last few months.  People that didn’t have to help.  An employer that didn’t have to do what they did for me when I was on maternity.   A company that didn’t have to take me back as a contractor after I had a baby. A friend who, during a meeting where she found out she was being laid off, asked if I was going to be okay and still have a job.

I don’t think that I have ever had, well, I really can’t come up with a word to describe this. Except that I am and will be eternally grateful. I know that I may have to take a pay cut.  I know that I may not be immune to a layoff.  I know that everyone’s stomachs are churning because of the decisions that they must make that will impact the lives and well-being of people.  I know I am not envious of them.

I could sit here and write about how companies have spent excessive amounts of money on frivolous things be it projects that are not the success that they thought they would be or the trips for upper management or or or….

But isn’t this whole situation a product of us all? I grew up not wanting for things. Well, not entirely wanting. I definitely wanted things that we could not afford. But all in all – no – I had what I needed and had a good childhood.  I have been excessive in my “adult” life. I have spent money that I didn’t have only to have the items that I thought I needed.  The items that I didn’t really need. I still spend money on things I do not need that I could substitute out for something cheaper like my lattes.  However, there came a point where enough was enough – and that point was well before all of this “crisis” started.  We hit our tipping point and before we tipped for the worse we made changes to tip towards the better.  Constantly planning.  Constantly reexamining our little world and trying to not live with excess and be accountable for our actions.   We have reached beyond the tipping point and we as the world, countries, states and individuals have an opportunity to re-examine what is important.  Be accountable for our actions. Because those actions have an effect. Those actions build up to a tipping point and right now we are plunging down towards the dark.  I hope that all companies and government take a look at what really is at stake here.  A look that I have taken and take on a daily basis just in my own little world.  I hope that there really is change in the world.



25 January, 2009

So Yaya is totally into Groovy Girls.  She is so into them that while she was on the bed playing with them she forgot she was on the bed and ended up toppling off the bed…she wasn’t hurt and unlike her she got up very quickly and brushed the dust off, wiped the tears off and went back to playing.

I love the fact that she is into them.  She talks to them and makes up stories.  The whole pretend thing is going on – which I am so sad I am missing that part of her life.  I was looking forward to seeing much more of that. 

I happened across 2 very large bags of Groovy Girl items at a consignment shop and got a really great deal on them.  We finally got them shipped off and apparently when they arrived and the box was opened she shrieked!  The rest of the weekend she just played with them…ahhh…how totally groovy!

I’m glad she is into the Groovy Girls – at least they are not Barbies or some other doll that tries to be well, just doesn’t give off a great message.  At least these do not have any anatomy underneath it all and they have a sweet face!

Speaking of sweet faces….I am doing fine.  Thanks.  A few more grey hairs are showing their ugly strands on my head…I am deciding whether or not to get them ungreyed…that may be a stop to my favorite color/cut guy in the entire universe while I’m visiting KC in March.  I’m due.

So – here is some of the sweet face that I’m sure you all are wanting to see…

These were taken at my friend Sparky’s store (Consigning Women).  The light was great there!



Smile for Sparky.


Lido – Baseball Cap Edition




The Maggie B


4 Months

16 January, 2009

My Dearest LiDo,

You are four months old today. Four whole months. It boggles my mind. I think that I will continue to say this until you are probably 16 or 17 and then wish 18 would hurry up…but even then I think I will be boggled. 

The things that have been happening with you in the past month amaze me.  You have rolled from front to back and kept on going….much to my joy and dismay.  This big step means that you are not too terribly far from crawling , especially since you are trying to figure out how to get your legs under you and pushing up constantly with your arms.  Even the rolling makes you so mobil.  We have to put pillows around you so you don’t roll of the bed while waiting for me to get dressed in the mornings.  I am starting to think that I should put the andirons away as well as try and cordon off the fireplace.  You see something you want and you roll towards it…it is amazing. 

You are reaching for things with one little hand – deliberately.  Even tonight you played your first real game with your Daddy…you figured out that if you stuck your paci in your mouth Daddy would make a funny sound and you just kept putting it out and back in and giggle and smile when Daddy would make the sound.  I was amazed.  It was the first time that you have been doing the action to get a response. 

You absolutely love everything about us right now.  Please don’t forget this in the long term. 

My dearest moments right now are of you giggling playing the “achoo” game or snuggling with me in bed in the mornings or the big smile you have when your Daddy gets home. Actually – every moment is a dear moment.

You have started sitting in a highchair and eating cereal for dinner and you love it.  Tonight you even started grabbing the spoon and helping me get that good stuff in there – I guess I wasn’t being quick enough about it.  You actually had better aim that I did and came out cleaner than usual.  I tend to get it up your nose and in your hair.  And like any child, you hate having your face washed and hands washed.  You just want to get on to the second course – your bottle.  

We took our first road trip by ourselves this past Sunday.  We headed up to Seattle and like a good mother with good intentions, I started out early because I wanted to get an oil change and then ended up getting more work done on the car and that took up most and more of my “extra” time to get us up to Seattle….you slept the entire time they were working on the car and only woke up for your bottle.  Your timing is impeccable.  You did so great on the trip…a there and back all in an afternoon!

You have such a wonderful little personality.  You are a very happy baby and a very easy baby.  You only get upset when you are tired or hungry which I appreciate very much.  It is getting so hard to leave you though at daycare.  I spent an extra half hour there the other morning because I just couldn’t bare to miss your interactions with the other little kids there.  They love you and get all excited when you arrive and love and kiss on you…I just couldn’t leave that.  You just watch and squeal and giggle.  You have them wrapped around your little finger.  Two little girls in particular love you – they even worry about you when you get too close to the desk due to you rolling over so much…and they are 3 years old and worrying about you.  Nothing can happen to their baby LiDo as they call you.

These past few days have been hard for some reason.  My heart wants to break every time I think about you – when you are away from me.  I started just bringing you into bed with me in the mornings, since you were getting up at 5am (my workout time), and just cuddle and feed you.  We both fall back asleep and I have your Daddy set my alarm for later…and later…I know that you are doing well and thriving at daycare but I just don’t want to miss anything about you.  That is why I have pushed aside working out in the mornings these past few days – I have felt that you have needed me more and I have needed you more.  

You have changed so much so quickly that I feel like one morning I will walk into your room and you’ll be speaking in full sentences and running around.  Other mornings I am afraid that I will walk into your room and you’ll be gone – then I’ll  remember that you are in college and living on your own.  I feel like I have to be one step ahead of you at all times – teaching you, planning for you – and at the same time wanting to stay one step behind – watching you, seeing you. 

I find myself starting to make changes in our life so that I can spend as much time with you as possible.  Not cleaning all the time, picking up, etc.  but planning what I can do in the littlest amount of time to keep everything running…planning these things so I can spend as much time with you as possible. 

Please stay my baby for just a little while longer.  I promise you that I will let you grow up.  But just not right now. 

Four months ago we were welcoming you into our little world.  Four months ago you opened up our world to a bigger one. 

I love you my dear child,

Your Mom


Cha Cha Chia Pet

14 January, 2009

Dodo got me a Chia Pet for xmas…not just any Chia Pet…a Scooby Doo Chia Pet.

Every year around the holidays is when the good ol’ Chia Pet commercial come out.  This year I got one.

I’m not quite sure about it. 

It was rather disgusting putting it all together.  First, they tell you to use x-amount of seeds and x-amount of water and warn you that you will not use all of this for your Chia Pet.  I was kind of wondering why they wouldn’t change the directions so that you use a smaller amount or were they leaving out something?  Should I be using the left-over seeds for something else? 

So – you are to soak the seeds and they form a kind of gel like substance.  This is disgusting.  You end up with something that resembles….well….here is a picture:


And here is my Chia Scooby Doo Pet:


And here is my other Chia Pet….







My kid ate cereal for the first time…

5 January, 2009

AND frickin’ rolled over from back to front to back to front to back to front today. 

What did your kid do?