Roly Poly Baby, More Tales of the HOA, and the Ugly Green Sweater

As I was checking in on my favorite blogs this morning I was whooshed down memory lane by a photo posted by the Daring One of her pudgy-rific little guy. Oh he is so squishy and smooshy and sweet looking just like my little guy used to be before he became a scrawny, sweaty-head-smelling kindergartener who renamed himself Cool and is pushing all the limits of smart mouthing to see how much of what he is picking up at public school is acceptable at home. Yeah, not much Son, not much. It resulted in me digging out his scrapbook and reminiscing over all his fat, blond, squishy wonder while singing Kumbaya. Seriously, people. Everyone told me that children grow fast but I had no idea they meant something close to the speed of sound. Following in the footsteps of Daring Young Mom I've also posted a picture of my once chubby baby.

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I always laugh when I answer the phone in the middle of the day and someone who is not a telemarketer asks for my husband as if he's just sitting around here at 1:00 in the afternoon. (Don't I wish) I was surprised to take a message today from Clark on the HOA board. At first I started to get fired up. Give it a rest, Clark. Wednesday is trash pick up day. There's a reason why the garbage can is unconcealed today. But it turns out someone nominated my husband to fill a vacancy on the HOA board. Does he know we've only been here 6 weeks and we've already been cited for misconduct? Wow, thanks but no thanks Clark.

Remember how I said that my 4 friends didn't have hurt feelings if one or two got together without the whole clan? As soon as I wrote that I realized it's not entirely true. J and A and their husbands are leaving on Sunday for a 6-day tropical vacation together. Oh how I wish I was leaving the cold behind and heading out with them. My consolation is that I know they will return with lots of stories that will make me laugh and they're the thoughtful kind of girls that will bring me back a treat. J and A: I'd love a fresh pineapple and I wear a 34B in coconut shell bras.

And finally, it is colder than cold today. I had to put my coat on. The real coat. The one that is made of wool and has a hood. When it is this cold the green sweater comes out of the closet and gets worn around the house. The one my husband has threatened to burn if it's ever left out unattended. The one my son complains about because he thinks it's itchy. Welcome back ugly Green Sweater that I love so much.