Pomegranates.

Have you ever heard it said that if something is said to you twice, it's God talking? I really don't think that's at all how the saying goes, but I think you get the picture.

Well, apparently God has me on a pomegranate mission.

Instead of boring you with the details of my pomegranate infused last two weeks I will just tell you this. I love pomegranate, I found out the both boys love it, and then I found out I have been peeling it all wrong.

You do know that we have entered pomegranate season, right? You can thank me later for this life-changing video. Or you can just mail me some pomegranates.

Thanks to a certain Domka for posting this to FB to begin with. Maybe I owe HER a pomegranate.

Lately. (Part 1 of ??)

Hi there. Yep, the sleep is still quasi-abundant at the Beer household. Every time I stop to think about the sleep going on here I get this picture in my head of the cartoon "light shining down from heaven scene" and a chorus of "AAAAaaaa" rings in my head.

Dramatic? I'm allowed to be.

This may or may not be from my April 2013 folder...

Biggest news? We moved. 15 minutes closer to my husband's work which brings his commute down to 45 minutes on a good traffic day. Which, if you have ever lived in Columbus then you know how often that occurs on 270. Side note: seriously, get over. There are like 10 lanes on that freeway. Get. Over.

The Old House

We went from an 1930 fixer-upper to a 1960 only-need-some-paint-and-as-we-found-out-later-new-carpet dream. Seriously, why is it easier to clean this house? I mean, it's bigger, as in, we don't know what to DO with all of the space (who am I kidding, we are figuring it out), but just easier to clean and put things away.

Favorite parts? TWO sinks in one of the TWO bathrooms (no more pushing each other off the step stool while brushing teeth - and the boys are getting along better too). The laundry ROOM. The PLAYROOM. Yep, finished basement is now a play room. What's that? You don't see any toys in the living room? Boom!

Dramatic? I'm still allowed to be.

So, that's it for now. I still am using nap time to unpack, clean, paint, or maybe, take a nap myself. Especially since I have some short nappers here. Hey, beggars can't be choosers!

Easter 2013. I'm a little behind.

Sleep! Glorious sleep!

Hi there.

It's been a while.

I'm happy to be here again, it's been on my mind a lot. Mostly the mom guilt. If I don't write things down here, then they really aren't being written down.

Sorry mom.

I finally put my foot down and my non-sleeper (Micah) is finally sleeping. Pay no attention that he just turned 18 months-old this past week.

So, you get to enjoy my gramatically incorrect ramblings again, and I get to lessen the mom-guilt.

Winning!