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t.o.t

May 29, 2012

Miscellaneous

jacket: j.crew, shirt: target, pants: thrifted, shoes: paisley pomegranate, watch: dkny

about two weeks ago, camden made the brave decision to give up his most beloved diet coke. i’m not going to lie, his addiction was becoming a problem. he would drink 32oz in the morning, a medium sized one with his lunch plus a refill, and one more with dinner to end the day. after reflecting on exactly how much he was actually drinking in just one day, he decided he would quit and quit he did, cold turkey.
at first diet coke was all i heard about, how tired he was because he wasn’t drinking it, how good it was and how it would go perfect with his meal, etc… but as the week went on he talked about it less and less until he was barely mentioning it at all. 
saturday night we went to jimmy johns before heading over to some friends house to hang out for a bit. i said we should just get a diet coke because he had been so good and had not given in even once, as sort of a reward for all his hard work. camden was actually skeptical asking me if i was sure it was ok. i felt sort of guilty i was telling him to drink one not wanting him to feel like all his dedication had gone to waste. i watched him as he drank his first gulp to see his reaction. i’m sure the expression on my face looked a bit like curious george waiting to see something wild happen. as the first sip of bubbly brown soda went down his throat, he set the drink down and started to smile. “what” i said. he replied “it doesn’t even taste as good as i remembered.” “i think i am finally cured.” you would have thought a doctor just let him know he would survive his illness that would have almost promised a terrible and most certain death. after a few silly moments of celebration, i knew he felt relief that he could kiss his diet coke addiction goodbye, and that my friends, is exactly what he did. 

welcome to my ballet class consisting of me and me

May 27, 2012

Miscellaneous

in an otherwise empty house, with four dogs eyes all on me, just waiting to see how long it would be until i would move, i sat like a bump on a log starring at my computer. my eyes were preoccupied searching google for an adult ballet class that would work for, your looking at her, me. i have been looking for a ballet class lately that would work with my schedule and felt like a good fit, something not too serious but not unserious at the same time, if you know what i mean. something made me slightly nervous about this however, and i’m still not exactly sure what it was. i was just doing it for fun, and i could use a bit of exercise now and again but something was holding me back, something deep inside.
frustrated with my lack of self confidence, i went to my luggage digging for something that remotely said ballet.
i have spent this weekend dog sitting for my dad and family while they are out of town. camden was working longer and later than usual because of a sale going on which left me with a grand total of four dogs and three cats to keep me company.
all dressed in my ballet attire, i ventured upstairs for some peace from the dogs and a nice slick floor. i began to have my own dance class just as i would have had six years ago (i can’t believe it has been that long). at first it was very structured and calm until i had a sudden burst of energy that had me whirling and twirling through the room like a tornado gone mad. it felt good to move again with what little technique and flexibility i had left.
this lasted a whole thirty minutes until a loud roar of barking dogs began downstairs as they ran towards the front door with two side windows on either side allowing them to see the outside world. by the rage and pure anger of the barks coming out of those dogs mouths you would have thought there was something actually out there for them to bark at, something bad or another dog that happened to walk by. i peeked my head outside the room to look down to see what all the ruckus was about. two dogs, one extremely large, like a horse kind of large, were staring at the barking dogs on the other side of the window. no amount of screaming, yelling, or madness could stop this rage, so i waited patiently until the barking finally stopped – and that, ladies and gentleman, is how i ended my ballet class of one. 

hello dolly

May 25, 2012

Miscellaneous

yesterday evening camden came home from work complaining that his fat cells were hungry (’cause he has so many. . . not) and we needed to make something sweet pronto! i wasn’t much in the mood for baking so i suggested something store bought although my suggestion sounded more like a whine out of lucy ricardo “but ricky!{whine}”. camden however informed me this just would not do because he needed a home made delicious treat because i never cook delicious treats anymore, at least not for a really long time. to be fair he was right that it had been some time since i had done anything that involved the kitchen, besides heating up some leftover chinese. i agreed on making something but what exactly did mr. charlesworth want, something easy i hoped. he suggested hello dollies and i was sold. but of course hello dollies, the five layer bar, thou who art most delicious, we will make you. so at 9:00 at night we turned on america’s next top model, camden did his pushups and i made hello dollies and included the recipe below. 
a hello dolly recipe in un exact terms

:: preheat the oven to 325 degrees.  
:: start with about two cups of graham cracker crumbs and add about 1/3 – 1/2 stick of butter, melt in microwave until butter is melted. 
:: mix the crumbs and butter together then dump into an 8×11 glass pan. (you may need to make more if the bottom of pan is not completely covered with the graham butter mixture. 
:: spread the mixture evenly over the bottom of the pan and press firmly until it forms a crust. 
:: take a 14oz can of sweetened condensed milk and pour it until the entire crust is covered. 
:: sprinkle on top: chopped walnuts, semi sweet chocolate chips, butterscotch chips, and shredded coconut.
:: bake for about twenty minutes (i would check after 10-15 minutes to be safe). take them out when the coconut has turned slightly golden.
:: let cool and serve!  
-have a beautiful weekend everyone!

about decisions

May 24, 2012

Miscellaneous

this morning i sat on our couch, in front of the t.v. (of course), watching whatever seemed to be on which was nothing, at least worth mentioning. kramer was curled up next to me with his head rested on my lap and camden had just left for another day of work. a commercial came on and honestly i can’t remember what it was advertising for (that’s my memory skills for ya) but it showed a pregnant soon to be mom. i caught myself thinking that would be nice. this thought caught me off guard, ‘that would be nice?’. i will admit from time to time i have thought it would be nice to sometime have children, i just have never put a meaning to what sometime actually meant. i started to think, when exactly was sometime? could it be soon? honestly, i don’t know.
i don’t know how one knows they are ready to become a mom, i mean truly ready. when i think baby, i think: cute and fun and precious and of course a lot of hard work/dedication, but i don’t think you can truly know exactly what it entails until you can really experience it for yourself. how could i know if i could handle it, if my body would cope well with it, if we would be happy, all of us?
i don’t have all the answers to these questions and i don’t think i am supposed to. all i know is that i am ready to at least think about a baby and start making decisions that would eventually get our family to that point. the point where we could soon welcome one more member into our little family of three (camden, kramer, and me). the time has come where i  we need to start making decisions.