Friday, February 26, 2016

Friday Wrapup

Let's get to it!


This week's book is "Gould's Book of Fish" by Richard Flanagan. He also wrote "The Narrow Road to the Deep North," which has been blogged about, too. It's on our list (mine and CB's) of books to read in the coming months - CB just finished this one and is currently reading this one . I'm obsessed with this book  at the moment and it's all because of the book blog!

Last week, after I posted this book, my sister texted that she wasn't sure if she should read it or not, but after reading my review, decided to check it out - and was really enjoying it, last we spoke. SO, check out the newest post this week and then browse around for other inspiration - it's what all the cool kids are doing, you guys.


While I'm a grown-up with a child, that does not mean that I, too, am not still a child. Or I'm regressing?

Last night, while watching Jeopardy, I couldn't even make it to Final Jeopardy because I was so tired.Which I realize may be the saddest sentence ever written by an adult in their 30s. So I went to bed.

At 7:20.

Literally, CB could have a second family and I would never know it. Our daughter goes to sleep at 6, I'm in bed AT THE LATEST by 8:45, and so he could be calling his other family being like "Ok, on my way home!"

But as my friend Patrick so eloquently put it this morning: "Yeah, he could be doing that, but he's not because he's already committed to his boring life with you."

Poor CB.

Anyway, this morning I had to run back upstairs after getting all the way downstairs in my building to get my hat and gloves. Then I realized, halfway to the train, that I forgot my headphones, so my mother-in-law loaned me hers. Then I hopped out of her car to run to the train, forgetting my hat and gloves in the car - so I ran back as the light was changing green, thanked the people behind her for being patient while I attempted to get my sh*t together, and started running to the sidewalk again. That's when my mother-in-law and the people behind her started honking. Because one of my gloves was in the middle of the street.

HOW am I responsible for another human life? Thank goodness she's relatively self-sufficient and has mastered the art of shaking her head no when she disapproves of my choices and claps when she's thrilled by them.


Um, you guys. Someone posted this on Facebook this morning and had me BAWLING at my desk. I have the best parents in the world who were my first and best role models and now I'm fortunate to be married to a man who is doing the same for our daughter. So listening to this song broke my heart. And I'm not even emotional and pregnant! So obviously I've made it the Video of the Week. (As CB said "Why don't you try not to watch things that make you cry first thing in the morning?")

It's like he doesn't know me at all.

Happy Friday! (after you cry)


  1. Maybe you should just start wearing a utility belt with everything you need in it... And then when people give you weird looks, you could just be like "Yeah, but now I never drop my gloves in the street, so... I think we can all agree that I'm crushing this."

    And then everyone will be so jealous at how awesomely organized your life is that they'll start mass-producing fashionable utility belts and call it "The Becky."

    You're welcome.

    P.S. No, I don't know where my mind is right now.

  2. It says the video is private.... just me? I am ready to cry!