What it's all about

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

things that make absolutely no sense.

you know how sometimes something has been "waiting" to be done for so long at your house, that it kind of starts seeming like it's normal?

like when we were redoing the closet in my dressing room i found this big pile of random pieces of wood in the back of the closet (only at our house)... so we moved it into the music room so we could paint the closet, etc., but now like three months later that random pile of wood is still sitting on top of billy's amp in the music room.  it's been there for so long it kind of seems normal now?

so, i have this thing for clocks.  not as big as the bird thing, but i really like clocks.
we have a few in the house.

in the dining room:

in the great room:

in the front guest bedroom:

in finn's room:


i took all of these pictures at the same time.

every single clock in our house is wrong.

except for this one:



the clock radio on my bedside table.
yes it is actually a "clock radio".
remember when they used to be called that?
i have no idea where it came from, or how we got it, but it is definitely older than i am.
and it is hideous. 
and matches nothing in our house.
but it tells the right time.


i have no idea why we haven't replaced the batteries in the four other clocks in our house.
although it does explain why billy and i are typically running late.

i don't think these clocks have ever worked.  i think if they actually told the right time at this point i wouldn't believe it anyway.
they are more like art than clocks.
does that justify not taking the time to replace a few batteries?
(get it, we didn't take the "time"...) hehe. that was awful.
no, it probably doesn't.

i could probably change some batteries when our baby is doing this:


or when he's doing this:


but i don't.
i take pictures of him and write blogs about not changing the batteries instead.
things that make absolutely no sense.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

ever cleaned up after an alpaca?

i have.

it
was
awesome.


these are hilarious to me.


i know what you're thinking.
"time to get out of the house, meg."

but look how fuzzy!!!

il bel far niente.

this past saturday night, after celebrating my lovely friend lindsay's upcoming nuptials with a fabulous bridal shower, we found ourselves in pj's on the couch sans significant others...

so we thought, what a wonderful opportunity to watch a chick flick that neither of us had had any luck convincing our honeys to watch with us!

eat pray love it was!

it was a really sweet movie... i hadn't read the book because i thought it was too trendy.
i know, i know, this coming from the girl who read all the twilight books and sookie stackhouse novels.  eesh.

anyway, one of the phrases in the movie that stood out was the beautiful italian saying "il bel far niente", which means: the beauty of doing nothing. 

there is another line in the movie where luca spaghetti, a robust little italian man says:
"americans- you work too hard, you get burned out, and come home and spend the whole weekend in your pajamas in front of the tv."
truth!
it totally is a completely american thing to feel the need to have this constant busy-ness and running around.  we consider it lazy to do nothing but eat pasta and drink wine!  pssht!
i'm moving to italy.

well i'm not really moving to italy.  but, i can proudly say that after three weeks of struggling to accomplish a zillion things (why?) and being a nervous new mom,
i have finally relaxed.
finn and i are comfortable with each other at home.  we have figured it out. (so far).

i have come to a comfortable compromise with my housekeeping.  the laundry is always done, the house is always tidy, and most days i have dinner ready when billy gets home.  but the floors aren't always glistening, the tubs aren't always sparkling, and i'm okay with that.
there are some days when i want to go to the store, or get outside, run some errands, visit friends, and get out of the house.  so we do.

but there are other days, like today, when i can fully appreciate il bel far niente.
i have learned that sometimes the greatest feeling of accomplishment comes not from having checked off everything on my to do list, but from doing nothing more than spending the entire afternoon holding our little finn wilde.
you can really appreciate the beauty of doing nothing when you're holding a baby.
and when the barefoot contessa is cooking on tv.
and you have biscuits in the oven.
and it's drizzly and cold outside but warm and cozy inside.

but not to worry, i do have some little house projects up my sleeve.
i won't always be blogging about nothing.
but today, nothing is just enough :)

Monday, April 4, 2011

finn's first fast food experience.


"we're stopping at bojangles, you say?
what's all the hype? 
i'm bored."




"hey wait!
that chicken biscuit looks delicious!
i don't want this crap binky!
give me some of the good stuff!"

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"YOU ATE AN ENTIRE BOWL OF CAJUN PINTO BEANS, WOMAN!?"