What's my inspiration?

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I've restarted this blog and, in doing so, have been thinking a lot about what I want to do with it.  Do I want to focus only on one area?  Most of my Google Reader is filled with design blogs, so perhaps I should write one of my own?  Focus a little on some of my creative pursuits? 

After lots of careful consideration, though, I'm thinking that it will still probably be focused on these monkeys:

Happy New Year!
The McLochlin Monkeys

We're currently in the process of selling our house -- a very long, painful process, the details of which I'll save for another post -- so the idea of even trying to decorate anything or start any decorating projects is out of the question (though I'm itching to do something!)  I don't really craft enough to be able to document my day to day projects (more like once a month, if that.) 

But I do spend most of my days parenting and wrangling these 3 little monsters whom I love so dearly.  So that's what you'll be hearing about from me:  my experiences with raising three (3!) kids and our day to day adventures, all while trying to maintain a hold on myself and my interests.  (And maybe, once we eventually move, I'll also be able to document some new decorating adventures too!)
 

Snow-mageddon 2011

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Snow-mageddon 2011

Well, the reports were true -- though I doubted -- and Atlanta did get a huge snowfall.  Huge, meaning, about 3-4 inches.  But still, that's huge for us.  We were wary when we heard the reports last week.  People freaked out so much that all the local grocery stores were out of milk, bread and eggs even before the weekend was over.  Last night 2 counties closed all schools today before we had even seen the first flake fall. 

But then it started snowing, and boy did it snow.  The ground was covered completely (no green in sight) after only 15 minutes.  Unfortunately, it stopped snowing after a few hours and instead began with freezing rain.  Atlanta is now covered in snow with a sheet of ice on top.  There are tons of reports of people being stranded on the highways, unable to get their cars up the exit ramps to get home. 

The kids had some fun playing in it this afternoon, but it's actually so cold that the snow won't pack at all.  No snowmen or even good snowballs for them.  School has already been canceled again for tomorrow, citing the dangers of driving in the ice right now. 

Which leads me to the original reason I had for writing this post:  talking about how school changes kids. 

Facebook and Twitter are buzzing right now with moms boo-hooing the fact that their kids will be home from school tomorrow again.  I used to be so puzzled by this way of thinking.  Before my kids ever started school, I would hear moms complaining about their kids being home from school for some reason and think to myself that it was odd anyone would feel that way.  I was home with my kids 24/7 and yet I was glad to have the time with them.  I was sure that once they started school I would miss all that time with them. 

And then my kids started school.  Maddie is now in 2nd grade and Josie is in kindergarten.  And now I view the whole "day out of school" in a different way.  But it's not because I suddenly became cold-hearted or appreciated my kids any less. 

No, it's because school changed my kids.

My kids are no longer the same types of kids they used to be when they were home with me all day.  Being in school every day with a set schedule and specific subjects and activities has changed the way they spend their free play time.  They used to keep busy for hours just playing with their Polly Pockets, barely even noticing that it was time for lunch or dinner.  They were content to just look at their toys and pick out something to play. 

I'm not saying that they still don't have great imaginations and make use of their play time, but... it's different.  They get bored more easily.  They sometimes even rely on me to pick out something for them to do.  Then they'll do it for a while until they bore of it and I'll see them wandering around again proclaiming they're bored. 

And I'm starting to understand a little more why those parents felt the way they did.  It is actually hard keeping a child occupied for so many hours of the day when that child is so used to a specific routine and tasks and meeting specific goals and accomplishing certain assignments. 

In other words, it's another chance for me to say, "I get it" and eat my previous words.   

A new era

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Seriously? 

Has it really been 2 and half years since I last posted?  Sadly, it is believable.  Heck, I even let the domain name go in the meantime, ended up accidentally deleting my blog (though I had saved the entries) and completely forgot about blogging altogether.  So much has happened I don't even know where to start.  But not to worry, as I plan to get caught up quickly. 

It's funny to read back on my old posts and see the person I was back then.  Like I said, so much has happened since then.  And speaking of old posts, Movable Type sucks.  Sorry for the foul language, but although MT allowed me to export my old posts from my blog before I deleted it, it doesn't support their old format now when I try to import them back into the new blog.  Curses!  So I've slowly been just manually reposting all my old posts.  Time-consuming, yes, but it also gives me a chance to re-read them as I go (and laugh a little at myself.) 

Still not sure about the design, so that may change as well, but it's a new year and I'm both confident and excited about getting this blog rolling again.

Yes! Ok, probably. Maybe. We'll see.

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I'm thinking of starting up this blog again.  Maybe.  Probably. For all intents and purposes, yes. 

I took an extended leave of absence these past 4 months for family visits, friend visits, vacations... and time to ponder the narcissism of this whole blog thing.  I was having conflicting thoughts about the whole "me" culture and how it has been exploited to the point of nonsense.  But I'm okay with that now, am actually comfortable with it.  Facebook and status updates have made me realize just how much I missed blogging, and how much I do actually need to focus on myself once in a while.

And don't think I forgot about the redesign. I'm working on it. Still. I have so many ideas, so much creative energy, but neither the talent or time to implement them all. Needless to say, the chance to design something new was one of the first reasons I decided to keep writing on Knee Deep in Life. I'm such a nerd.

Frustration in a can

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If you've visited this site in the last couple of days, you've probably noticed some strangeness going on.  Then again, maybe no one has visited and I needn't worry.

I'm in the middle of a site redesign that's been on my to-do list for the past 18 months.  Through trial and error, I'm moving toward my goal, but not without craziness (and frustration!) in the process.  I haven't been to bed earlier than 3am for the past 4 days, but that's because I don't even attempt to work on it during the day with the girls.  I've learned my lesson already when it comes to that. 

And yes, this is a template and not my final design...

Well, I know I haven't posted much lately. There are really two reasons for that. First, I've been a little apathetic about writing posts. I'm already writing ones for our family blog, and by the time I get to this one, I just don't have the steam anymore. And second, we've been a little busy...

A few weeks ago, Bill and I were notified that we'd made it through the final level of approval to be featured on the show Designed to Sell. Our show will be shot in December (exact date TBD), and will probably air in 2009.

We got into this thanks to a friend from my mom's group. Her realtor just started working with the show, and had mentioned that she needed homes in the Atlanta area to submit to the producers. My friend mentioned ours. We've told people of our plans to move in 2009, before Maddie begins school in the Fall, so my friend thought the timing and our house would work out well for the show. She hooked us up with the realtor, to whom I submitted pictures of our family and of the house. The realtor then submitted these to the producers, who eventually called us for an interview. The interview happened in early February. Bill was able to leave work for a few hours so we could sit down and talk to the producer of the show.

After the interview, we were fairly confident we were NOT going to get picked. The producer let us know several times that they were looking for diversity--both in the couples and in the houses. And Bill and I are hardly examples of diversity. We're as white middle class as you can get. Our house isn't all that unique, either. It's a three-bedroom, two-bath ranch with EXACTLY the same exterior and floorplan as almost all of the homes in our neighborhood. Add in the fact that the girls wouldn't leave us (or this poor producer) alone, and I figured we'd never hear from her again. I was wrong.

It's exciting to get chosen for the show, but we're mostly excited because the timing will work out so well. At first, Bill wasn't so happy that I'd submitted us. He thought we'd be obligated to sell as soon as they did the makeover, and that it would probably happen this Spring. And we just aren't ready to sell (or buy a new house) right now. But we can be much more ready by December. We also found out there's no obligation, just opportunity. Homes are obviously made more sellable by the makeover, and also by the fact that they have an open house as part of the show. This open house will get more walk-throughs thanks to the fact that these people (and the house) will be on TV. But if it doesn't sell, even after all of that, it's no problem. The producers shoot two different endings while they have us. One states that the homeowners quickly sold the house, while the other optimistically states that it's still on the market, but with renewed interest. So their bases are covered, either way. And our obligation to them ends as soon as the show's in the can.

The way the show works is that they'll choose three rooms to renovate, with an eye on doing the most work for the least money and raising the value of the house as much as possible. They've hinted that they may do our master bedroom, a bathroom and our sun porch, but that may all change once the designers visit. All of the work they do will be free to us, but we will be responsible to pay taxes on the total value of the job. They usually end up claiming the work to be worth $5000-$6000, which is what we'd owe taxes on, but the actual value is worth much more since they get all supplies at cost and don't charge for labor at all. And even paying taxes on that won't be such a big deal. After all, we were already planning to use our 2009 tax check almost exclusively for home repairs. So if we get those same repairs cheaper and better, and pay from the same source, it all works out.

Here's how the timeline for the shoot will work: The crew will pay us a visit on a Monday, a week before the shoot begins. At that time, the designers will take pictures and measurements and will decide exactly which spaces they can help. They'll then get the rest of that week to plan, purchase and make arrangements, while we're given some homework to do. The homework may involve moving furniture, taking things off walls, cleaning, etc. Basically getting ready for the work and camera crews to come in. Then, on the next Tuesday, the team returns to the house and begins working/filming. We were told that we won't be very involved with the actual work because while the pros are doing their thing, we'll be shooting our interviews and the B-roll footage that will be used throughout the show. On Friday, the open house will take place, and the whole thing will be over. One week for a three-room makeover and a full episode of the show.

We've been told that we can go ahead and sleep at the house every night during the production, even if they do our bedroom. But we've also been told that we'd need to put the dog somewhere else and also find a sitter for the kids for every day after they shoot the initial intro. So we're hoping my mom and sister can take both the kids and dog for the week. Bill will probably still work much of the week--they only need us in short bursts every now and then--and I'll probably end up hanging out at Barnes & Noble quite a bit. But we want to make sure that when they do need us, we're not frantically trying to find someone to watch Maddie and Josie.

Anyway, that's just a little bit of what's been keeping me busy. I'll post more information once we have a time and date (they said they'll probably contact us again in September.) Until then, feel free to check out HGTV's site for the show, and to watch a few episodes.Yes,

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I hit myself in the head with a hammer.


Yes, you read that correctly. As if the past few weeks of illness weren't enough, last week I went and cut a small, but very deep, gash in the side of my nose. I'm incredibly lucky that I didn't get my eye.

How did I do it? Well, this takes extreme talent. I was removing a nail from the wall. A nail that was about 3 feet above my head. A nail stuck not only in drywall, but also a little in the brick behind it. A nail that required extreme strength and pressure on the hammer to remove. Well, of course the nail finally came out, and so did the hammer... with a lot of force. The hammer hit me, I fell backwards off the futon (which I was using as my ladder - brilliant idea) and things went black for about 3 seconds. Then I sat up, grabbed my nose (which hurt like hell) and checked to see that it wasn't broken. It wasn't, but I pulled my hands away and saw blood everywhere. This little gash in my nose took a lot of effort to stop bleeding. It's pretty deep, too, but eventually I got the bleeding to stop so I assume I didn't need stitches.

It's been almost two weeks now and I still have a cut there. I'm pretty sure there's going to be a scar. Luckily, and oddly, it didn't bruise at all. I fully expected to have a black eye or bruised nose a couple of days later. Instead, the bridge of my nose is just still really sore.

Yep, I'm a genius. Any wonderfully dumb injury stories you want to share?

I'm proud of myself, aren't you?

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In the spirit of Loralee's Diet Coke abstinence, I have to remark that I have almost completely dropped my Coke (-a-Cola) habit of many years. I haven't had one since I first got sick a few weeks ago. At that time I couldn't keep anything down, much less soda, so I didn't have a choice there. After that, it just seemed like I was on a roll and should keep it up. I'd think about having one, about that swoosh fizz sound when you first open a can, the burning carbonation of that first sip... anyway, I just didn't want to start up again. Being forced to quit for a while got me started and since I have no willpower anyway, it seemed like a good idea to use that as my starting point.

Okay, I did break down earlier this week. I'd had a really really really stressful day and suddenly Coke popped into my mind and I could not get it out. So I made an emergency stop at the gas station and got one. Swoosh. Fizz. Gulp.

And nothing. First sip was kind of nice, with the carbonation and all, but every subsequent sip was just too icky sweet. I can't believe I'm writing this, but I ended up putting the thing in my fridge (just in case I would want it later) and haven't really bothered it. Today I threw it out. I can't believe it, but I think I may have just lost my taste for Coke. Okay, I'm not going that far, but at least it won't be my breakfast and lunch anymore. Also, and this is another reason I'm happy to be rid of it, I feel less bloated. My pants are fitting a little bit better. And my 4pm headaches are all but gone. (Though, oddly enough, I did get a horrible one right after drinking those sips the other day.)

So, Loralee, if you're reading this, I'll do my best to stay on the wagon if you will.

Welcome to my world. Won't you come on in?

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Maddie was awake all last night coughing her poor little heart out. It's the same cough I had (and unfortunately still have -- I'm told having it last at least 3-4 weeks isn't uncommon,) where you cough so much you can barely catch your breath.

Josie woke up this morning complaining of a sore throat and then promptly threw up on me. She's lying here next to me surrounded by towels with a little bucket within reach.

It looks like both girls have what I have/did have. Unfortunately, in my case, it was both the sinus infection/bronchitis thing and the stomach flu at the same time. According to our pediatrician, both are going around right now. I'm really hoping the girls can keep up their routine of being complete opposites of one another, and that neither will get what the other one has. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

Between all the TV they watched while I was sick, plus all the TV they'll be watching the next couple of days, I'm sure their little brains will be fried.

And don't even bother telling me about alternatives to TV-watching while they're sick. When your baby throws up and immediately asks for "Do-wa the Explo-wa" before the vomit has even been wiped from her face... well, you just give her what she wants.

Self-Portrait Challenge: Blue

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Mommy's shoulder is great when you're exhausted

Baby Blue.

More self-portraits can be found here.