tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38062820175236325622013-09-21T09:24:46.118-04:00I know things. I'm not internationally known. Sarah K.noreply@blogger.comBlogger428125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-397010246944678242013-07-06T10:57:00.001-04:002013-07-06T10:57:50.525-04:00Shrunken Head!I have never really taken astrology too seriously- always sort of looked at them in a pedestrian sort if way. A lot of horoscopes could apply to 80% of the population- we pick and choose what fits, right?I've often read them and gotten some hindsight info and facepalmed- but some of that stuff could be just coincidental, right?So I've been following along recently and I'm going to take a yes-man Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-10483845296894597302013-06-22T15:49:00.001-04:002013-06-22T15:49:37.830-04:00Can I get an amen!I'm reading Choose Yourself! Right now. James Altucher's quick and dirty guide to doing what really matters in life: yourself. Before anyone jumps all over me- yes! Husbands matter. Babies matter. Parents and siblings matter. But I can't be in a good relationship with any of my homies unless someone takes care of me. And who better to do it? Hence all the writing. I'm trying to do just one thing Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-56055468062628465932013-06-22T15:36:00.001-04:002013-06-22T15:39:47.211-04:00Momnesia.Royboy = baby Dos. Momnesia is a real thing folks. It's the reason why we have more babies after all. It's happened more times than I'd like to admit. I forgot (and then remembered) about swaddling, sussshing to soothe, how much 12+/- months babies do gymnastics during nursing, and so many other things that I can't remember ;-) enough to write about...Poor RoJo has had diarrhea all week after Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-32027764593804534622013-06-19T14:50:00.001-04:002013-06-19T14:51:44.808-04:00Use your words!We have been working overtime to get Maksim to use his words to tell us what he wants. Verbalizing needs makes life so much easier. He's been regressing recently because Royal is starting to communicate with grunts and finger pointing and Maks thinks it's HI-LARIOUS! I noticed the pattern after some time and now we're telling both children to use their words. RoJo gives us the side-eye and gruntsSarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-11380534644408800452013-04-01T13:30:00.002-04:002013-04-01T13:30:58.093-04:00Treat Yo Self.
Last day of Easter Break and I got to go into work to run a credit check for student athletes. It's been a weird day. Royal is sleep crawling so we rearranged the bedroom as best as we could to get the pack and play up and running for him. It's bitter sweet for a few reasons- 1. I like to snuggle him. 2. If he's not in my bed that means the likely return of my period. That's right girls- Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-33137199852474775812013-03-16T18:10:00.001-04:002013-03-16T18:21:10.303-04:00Betty Crocker Chocolate Chip Cookie Pouch Jello BarsMy sister made BANGIN' chocolate chip cookie bars for her favors last week at her wedding. Brides out there- go with the favor that's food. Always. Unless you're Oprah and can give every guest his or her own engraved iPad, I think it should be food or drink. But what do I know?
When I came across her favors, I was starving. My MOH duties were done and I had a sleeping baby in my arms. Dinner Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-1189298012293548242013-03-06T10:51:00.002-05:002013-03-06T10:52:29.189-05:00Gram.
I was feeling pretty emotional last week. Gram got sick when I was in Florida and I didn't visit her until last week because we all were taking turns with the stomach flu.
I was feeling a certain kind of way about it since when olds go into the hospital with pneumonia they don't often come out. She seems to be on the mend but I was really jarred by it all. When I talked with mom after the Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-83209840934595901112013-02-14T21:47:00.001-05:002013-02-14T21:47:34.474-05:00succulents are really in now....say both Jackie and Uncle Mark!
I want to write about something but I just got nothing. Since we went away last week the papers that need grading have stacking up, plenty of emails have stacked up and I've suggested to my boss that I take one more work- "I have this great idea about a compliance blog!!!" "I LOVE IT- let me know when the first one is posted!"
I'm having fun at least.
Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-22510530473649313252013-01-03T21:05:00.001-05:002013-01-03T21:05:02.312-05:00Lady on a mission!Last month I was really hating on my travel coffee mug. I got it at a beanery in Hersey and I really like it but my coffee was tasting plasticy. I like my coffee not to taste plasticy. I was in Starbucks, as I often am on my way back from dropping off my little homies and mentioned it.
I explained my plastic problem to the man and he told me they were running a special for January. He said, "Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-36522492128994126842013-01-01T11:14:00.001-05:002013-01-01T11:14:05.441-05:00New Year!New Years 2013 resolutions:
1. Wear more lipstick. My eye has been CAUGHT by all of the red lip hues I've been seeing around. Two are on the way from my favorite cosmetic/skin care joint, Lush.
2. Read more substantive stuffs. After I nurse Royboy to sleep every night I browse facebooks, twitter and reddit all night until it's time for bed. I need to be reading better stuff. Sure, I enjoy all Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-3738623152349420102012-12-28T20:19:00.000-05:002012-12-28T20:19:02.949-05:00Sup dudes!
I'm really trying to do my best to not starting this post with, "welp, it's been a while!" Whatevs, it has. Much has happened but there's no time to talk about that. I used to be obsessed with trying to get a post up. Now, I'm obsessed with online communities that make me coffee money (with the end goal of being a part of Amazon Vine...they owe it to me.) and taking crappy cell phone pics.
ToSarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-65152629303845267182012-11-06T13:43:00.003-05:002012-11-06T13:44:32.039-05:00Salted Carmel Hot Chocolate
me on my couch.
Sup dudes!
It's that time of year when I get to sit outside in the FAAAAA-REEZING cold to watch field hockey. My bones are CALLING for warm drinks. Although I don't generally like to drink my calories, I really wanted a hot chocolate and although Dunk-a-chinos are good, I had all the ingredients so I made the real deal.
Ya need:
3/4ish cup sugar
1/2 stick butter
1/2 Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-59170572882054986222012-09-19T14:27:00.001-04:002012-09-19T14:27:33.340-04:00yolo.Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-85026951099815716002012-09-10T10:47:00.001-04:002012-09-10T10:47:27.214-04:00No one likes a stick in the mud.
Not even me. Seriously. I've had a looooong weekend filled with work, trips to the ER that I should've been at, more work and mommy guilt.
Saturday games are not new- I was headed with the team (who is hanging on my a thread physically...) and about ten minutes away I got a call from TBone that BB fell down some steps at the Arboretum. GET THEE TO THE HOSPITAL!! TBone called the peeds office Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-56467796996519763472012-09-03T08:53:00.000-04:002012-09-03T08:53:05.731-04:00Why is Limp Bizkit stuck in my head?
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin'.
I'm writing now instead of reading. Just about every second of my time is accounted for from now until Thanksgiving and finding time for me is going to be a challenge. Right now, I should be grading the three completed assignments I have in my inbox. I have a case of the monkey mind and trying to quiet it is a little more important.
I'm on a bus. A cold one. Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-83344623682101014872012-07-24T15:42:00.001-04:002012-07-24T15:51:24.304-04:00(Not) Yer Grandma's Skirt Suit.
Look at that! I'm two for two! So I scored a skirt suit from the thrift store the other day- please see huurrrrr for the original post from yesterdee.
Here's the basic jist- except pattern on the top AND bottom.
I tried every which way to make the top work, too. But every time...I felt I looked like a really shitty version of this (and not in a good way):
So I just turned the Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-91741116313312179542012-07-23T15:20:00.001-04:002012-07-23T15:21:33.277-04:00Wearing a Nightgown at Work Today.
And what?
I was super inspired by this chick a few weeks back- she upcycled 366 pieces- one each day- of thrift store crap into cute, wearable gear. Pretty impressive. It helps a little that she appears to be petite with a good figure so a medium men's shirt already looks fantastic. Good on ya, sister- keep up the awesome work.
So what did I do? I quite possibly, had the best thirft store Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-11419124289891521182012-07-03T10:35:00.001-04:002012-07-03T10:35:26.982-04:00FOUR monfs.
One Month
Two Months
Three Months
Four Months.
Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-34734110126302583412012-07-02T13:32:00.000-04:002012-07-02T13:32:26.274-04:00Monday Photo DUMP!
Such a busy past few weeks.
Visited some internets buddies IRL.
Went to Dallas.
Missed our flights.
Did some arts and craps...and started sewing again. I like to make things.
Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-64537421299882923672012-06-13T14:05:00.002-04:002012-06-13T14:05:38.335-04:00What's mine is yours.
When I had Maksim, the most challenging thing for me was maintaining my own identity. I didn't what to be just Maksim's mom. A few years later, I'm not as worried about that.
As a mother of a two year old, you start to clearly understand the idea of tantrums and possessiveness. For a two year old, it's not bratty, it's not mean, they just want what they want. That's fine too (as a bratty Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-31246563841094875952012-05-31T16:11:00.001-04:002012-05-31T16:11:27.452-04:00I am the 1%!
Noooooooo, not that kind, silly! I'm not rich. BUT, I am the 1%. Many of my friends are too with bloggies like this or this.
Go ahead. Go read this for an explanation.
Are you the 1% too? What about the 10%? How's about that other 90%?
You know who you are, lurkers. I see you come here to my little blog here. You Google things like "male moose knuckle" or "spaghetti fanny pack." I'm Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-59277782495031230762012-05-30T14:12:00.002-04:002012-05-30T14:12:38.696-04:00See you in church!
I HAD to get a post up just for the sake of posting. I'm tired of looking at shitty peanut butter kandy kakes that I screwed up because "I'm an artist."
Updates:
1. I'm back at work. blerg.
2. I'm selling stuff on ebay and it's both fun and not fun. Surprising to see how much people will pay for weird stuff. Annoying to see people's habits of paying or not paying for an item they bought. I Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-51774164905344130362012-04-27T12:03:00.001-04:002012-04-28T10:37:50.418-04:00I prefer being called an artist....but my kindergarden teacher would likely say I have difficulty following directions.
Note: I'm typing from my phone using the Swype feature. Any bizarre word choices are courtesy of my little buddy.
My homie Shannon rose to local fame this week when the official Tasty Kake Facebook page posted her recipe for their very delicious and locally famous treat.
I la la la love Kandy Kakes and had Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-90213094079706739362012-04-27T10:24:00.001-04:002012-04-27T10:26:19.741-04:00Mental PictureI've found mental pictures don't last long. What did I do before my cell phone?
Sarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806282017523632562.post-53146604785557418982012-04-22T12:03:00.001-04:002012-04-24T09:53:01.824-04:00Mommy the grooming monkey.When I first meet Todd he lived in an awesome apartment in Society Hill. It was a huge two bedroom that he shared with an acquaintance (the very best kind of roommate) and it was $800 a month split between them. The owner of the building was an older lady who lived outside of the city. Her only request was that tenants send a little life update with the rent check. Although she was glad Todd "metSarah K.https://plus.google.com/103661881894062000388noreply@blogger.com3