tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83607382671504369172024-03-13T05:49:36.306-05:00Hobo Baby BlogJennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.comBlogger325125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-68717399643010784082009-07-29T22:08:00.002-05:002009-07-29T22:53:43.646-05:00Goodbye.It was six hundred and twelve days ago today, I jumped on this blog thing to play I’ve been going in and out of style But hopefully guaranteed to raise a smile. It's been wonderful to be here, It's certainly a thrill. You've been such a lovely audience, We'd like to take you home with us, We'd love to take you home. I don't really want to stop the show, But I thought Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-52829740650967805722009-07-23T10:23:00.001-05:002009-07-23T10:26:24.084-05:00Those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer [in Chicago]This pretty much sums up our trip to Chicago: Beautiful walks along the lake, running in the gardens at Northwestern, dancing to music in the dorm, the wind blowing through our hair and lots and lots of food and fun with good friends.  Last year I came back with about 500 photos.  This year I only have 230 and 3 videos.  All the good photos (only about 90) are on Flickr so feel Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-38944912896623148122009-07-21T23:00:00.001-05:002009-07-21T23:10:57.930-05:00Make your Zaky work for you“Zaky – It’s Like Leaving a Part of You with Your Baby” Um, suuuuure.  A ridiculously, ridiculously CREEPY HANDS part of you.  I’m sorry I can’t be here right now baby but don’t you worry, I’m going to LEAVE THESE FAKE HANDS here.  You’re safe with MY FAKE HANDS.  FAKE HANDS!  FAKE HANDS!  FAKE HANDS! Well, too bad they don’t make these for grown women whoseJennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-91427034721931498412009-07-19T21:34:00.001-05:002009-07-20T22:49:09.688-05:00It’s hard, but the paycheck is a nice perkThis is my 322nd post. That doesn't mean much but I thought I'd tell you since it's news to me.  If you look at the number of posts from last year you would think this number should be much higher.  I can't pinpoint exactly what's been going on that has made my posting wane.  I used to think about all kinds of blog posts to write and sometimes had a hard time narrowing down what toJennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-53667658190320072152009-07-16T17:41:00.011-05:002009-07-16T19:52:10.864-05:00Sheeeee's in Sheeeee-cago!Not to rub it in to you Texans down there sweltering in the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad heat, but it was 79 degrees when I took this picture and if you can't tell from that face, we are having a fantastic time.You know the drill. Name this picture.Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-83693796189291962652009-07-14T16:49:00.001-05:002009-07-14T16:49:42.120-05:00Not the big post I promised.I think I swore in the last post, ONE WEEK AGO that I would be writing soon, and getting back on the blogging band wagon. I hate to ruin my rep for being an absolute Saint, but I am a known liar. Working nights without a husband here is kicking my butt.  I am busy, or tired and thus slow moving, or sleeping, or soaking in the precious seconds I see Avelyn on working days.  I have one Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-52503988823968340752009-07-07T21:41:00.001-05:002009-07-07T21:41:07.902-05:00NewnessSo, you might have picked up on the fact that the blog got a facelift.  Oh you hadn’t noticed?  Well NOTICE already.  It’s FAB FAB FABULOUS!!!  I’m in love with the whole thing, especially my little Hobo.  Marina over at Penny Lane Designs worked her miracle magic yet again.  I highly recommend her for any graphic or web design needs although if you want anything Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-55550697403785257232009-07-02T11:45:00.001-05:002009-07-07T21:49:21.757-05:00Are you the circus freak?UPDATE: Annalee won the circus tickets earlier today and emailed me right away to say “I’M SO EXCITED!” and also “But we can’t go after all. Boooooooooo.” Poor Annalee. Oh well, she has an excellent excuse and will have way more fun where she’s going. No worries, I did a second random number draw and the new winner is… Laura Cress Congratulations Laura! Don’t lose Donovan, they Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-11775858855012983362009-07-01T21:37:00.001-05:002009-07-03T20:04:35.212-05:00Those ravioli-strawberry-suh-uh-merrrrr nights Tell me what you think she’s saying here. Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-31092066189829801732009-06-29T22:12:00.001-05:002009-06-29T22:12:03.436-05:00Silenced by shoesI finally took it upon myself to clean out both cars and move Hobo’s car seat back to the Accord from the Pilot.  This was not, of course, out of respect for my weekly plan, my mile long to-do list or parental responsibility.  It is a direct response to the fact that I am butt-ass broke and while the Pilot is out of gas, the Honda has at least half a tank.  (Having two cars finallyJennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-4040811003329451712009-06-25T21:31:00.006-05:002009-06-29T21:03:45.672-05:00A few clowns short of a circus……unless you leave a comment over here and enter to win a family 4-pack to see: Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey’s Over the Top!(Don't worry all that have already posted, your comments are still in play!)Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-70721998829699636622009-06-24T22:05:00.001-05:002009-06-24T22:09:29.325-05:00In which I am old, happy, and employedMy baby brother got married this weekend which I’m pretty sure means I am really old now.  Avelyn was a drop dead gahw-geous flower girl in her little ruffled dress and tiny pearls.  She had fun picking up the skirt ever so slightly and twirling herself.  Sigh.  Aren’t little girls just precious? Kevin flew to Chicago on Friday so he wasn’t in attendance.  I made sureJennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-74696971235212856872009-06-21T23:34:00.001-05:002009-06-21T23:38:35.315-05:00For my baby’s Daddy: TributeTo Kevin: the man who provides one half of the genetic material required to create my awesome offspring.  I love you, Jennifer Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-81442804298593600482009-06-18T23:15:00.001-05:002009-07-03T20:04:35.212-05:00Little bit o’ sunshineI am too busy, happy, stressed, anxious, excited, overwhelmed, underwhelmed and pooped to come up with anything to write these days.  I am a bad blogger, I know.  Kevin leaves for Chicago tomorrow morning and won’t be back until August so we have just been working on home projects and enjoying our days around here.  No worries, I start my job on Monday so there will be plenty of Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-50060329622419385672009-06-14T16:33:00.001-05:002009-06-14T16:33:47.600-05:00In which I scream to the mountain tops in ecstatic disbeliefJennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-33897779830596265902009-06-12T22:08:00.001-05:002009-06-12T22:08:13.457-05:00I would have called it “Dear Vagina…”I’ve been getting free copies of Parents magazine since I registered for the entire planet’s worth of baby crap at a huge baby store run by Geoffrey the giraffe.  I appreciate Geoffrey having the sense to know that I needed this magazine for free since I had no plans to ever pay for another magazine again in order to save money I don’t have and a few trees in the process.  UnfortunatelyJennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-22327408341834943362009-06-10T21:27:00.001-05:002009-06-11T14:04:53.146-05:00‘Cause every little thing, is gonna be alright [Click play or here if the song doesn’t play. It will open in a new window.] We are having a great start of summer around here.  Swimming, FIRST pigtails, learning the art of “sliding” at the park, learning to eat big people food like chicken, meat loaf, spinach, green beans, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, cherries, watermelon, blueberries, raspberries, blackberries… did I mention Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-27403015482502848422009-06-07T11:12:00.001-05:002009-06-07T11:20:53.801-05:00My husband: Problem Solver“I think [the cat] was licking [Avelyn’s] food, that’s why I put it over by the sink".” My husband says this in a likely attempt to be helpful after I come back from putting Avelyn down for a nap, before I have noticed that her leftover ravioli lunch isn’t on the table anymore.  I turn to the sink and see that ta da!  It has been moved by the sink.  Okaaaaay.  Because Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-13844513120495570042009-06-05T21:57:00.001-05:002009-06-05T21:57:15.316-05:00Dear AvelynDear Avelyn, You are such a big girl these days!  You have been walking for just over a month now.  You cannot imagine how weird it is to see you change so fast, to have everyday be a “new normal”.  You took your first real steps on April 29, 2009 and by May 29th you were practically running.  Now it’s as if crawling never existed.  “Crawling!” I can almost hear you say,Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-9334077527550166622009-06-05T21:53:00.001-05:002009-06-05T22:12:10.955-05:00Busy beesWhy is it I could write blog posts like nobody’s business when I was in school and totally stressed out, but I can only find time for one, maybe two a week now that I’m home with much less to do?  Must have been that good ole procrastination in me.  Like Katie said “Well, you’re living a real life now, you have more important sh*t going on”.  So maybe that’s it.  My more Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-62119046989562763492009-05-31T21:59:00.001-05:002009-05-31T21:59:14.684-05:00I’m not anything elseI don’t have much left from my childhood.  Some pictures I hold dear, a few books I managed to sneak away when I moved out, a storage tub full of cheap plastic trophy’s and medals, a few of my dad’s old shirts and my baby book (thank God).  Not a lot but things that meant something.  I also have a book of quotes I find every few times we move, something I completely forget about Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-7186513419723954812009-05-30T20:44:00.001-05:002009-07-03T20:04:35.213-05:00Future putt putt queen FIRST day on the putt putt course: sunny, fun, so freaking hot we quit on hole 11. Seeing Avelyn in her gold gladiator sandals having a blast outside: priceless. Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-9575735140137641982009-05-28T22:33:00.002-05:002009-07-04T11:30:53.656-05:00So cherry goodSitting in the bowl so red, plump and pretty a delight to the eye oh don't be silly you tell me that my life is like a bowl of cherries all soaked up in the juicy little berry I'd rather be a raspberry if you don't mind I'm just a little different just a little more that kind. -Bowl of cherries, by Debra J StilesJennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-10016035633386198822009-05-26T22:24:00.001-05:002009-05-27T10:37:20.927-05:00Back in the sad(dle)Last night I had a mini meltdown.  I lay in bed for what seemed like hours thinking about all the things I was doing wrong, all the things I wanted to do but wasn’t, everything I was screwing up. Avelyn has to go back to daycare tomorrow after staying home sick Thursday and Friday.  She is supposed to start in the walkers room.  I don’t want her to go.  I know she has to Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360738267150436917.post-79712635886679567882009-05-25T16:57:00.003-05:002009-07-03T20:04:35.213-05:00Happy Memorial Day! I hope you’re all enjoying your day as much as we are. Avelyn had her FIRST day at the pool!PS - the wearing of sunglasses may be necessary while viewing this photo; don't let the whiteness scare you away. Hey, at least you can't see my legs.Jennifer Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02774629777975346838noreply@blogger.com5