Posts in Changes, Food

The Winter-Baby-Lazy Chubs

So, officially, my baby is not so much a baby as a toddler. Closing in on 18 months, I’ve now been through 2 winters and plenty of warm months since her birth. What I’m saying, is that I really have no excuse for this ever-accumulating chub that seems to be happening. After the relatively easy… Continue reading →
  • February 8th, 2012 by Bunch of Malarkey
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Butterflies & Bubbles

Knowing the effect that even the tiniest change can have (see: the butterfly effect), we can extrapolate that big changes are likely to have huge, far-reaching consequences. Especially when these changes come all together at the same time. (Note: I’m not talking about hurricane-proportion consequences, more like Tropical Storm Malarkey.) For example: I have recently… Continue reading →

Score. A Direct Hit.

(Name that movie. Floppy disks are pretty expensive…) After working toward the sometimes daunting goal – of being my own boss, working at home, full time – for something like 3 years, I’m now only 3 weeks away. Ahem, I don’t think you read that right. THREE WEEKS. In three weeks, I’ll be a free… Continue reading →

I Gave Up Dairy For My Baby

Yep, you heard correctly. She who frequently lusts after lasagna, drinks milk with every meal, and has been known to eat a Dove Chocolate (or 50) from time to time has officially gone Moo-Free. And all for that (not-so-tiny) babe I kind of adore. I’m still nursing Fi, and it’s going swimmingly for the most… Continue reading →
  • February 3rd, 2011 by Bunch of Malarkey
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Push Push Push

You know how kids are constantly testing their boundaries and all rules, always? Doggedly pushing pushing pushing until you think you’re head is going to explode or maybe you’ll punch them? I’m pretty sure I’ve been doing that exact thing for the entire first 5 years of my marriage. Sorry, honey. It wasn’t intentional. As… Continue reading →
  • January 3rd, 2011 by Bunch of Malarkey
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No More Facebook Privacy Concerns

Why? Because I bit the bullet and deleted my account. After increasing security and privacy concerns surrounding the social networking site, I decided to let this particular vice go. And it was a vice. In fact, right now, shortly after deleting my account, I feel a little hollow inside (dramatic much?). It was such an… Continue reading →