Kellybean
Random bits of life

Fully recovered from costume trauma is our little butterfly princess

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And here she is sifting through her loot

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She did so much at day care today (trick or treating, arts & crafts, playing, halloween party, etc.), miss Mads fell asleep on the couch watching Sagwa at 6.30p!

Setting: Facebook Anonymous

“Hi, I’m Kelly.”

“Hi Kelly.”

“I am a Facebook addict.”

Yes, this Facebook phenom, if it can be called that, is zapping all my procrastination time and all my kellybean time.

But that’s going to change, I’m going to try my darned-est to keep up my blog and my facebook page.

So, in other news. Mads made her first accidental call to 911. Yah, to our surprise, two police officers showed up at our house because they had received a 911 call from our house. Okay, no more playing with the phone. Don’t they start fining you or something? On the other hand, from the time she was playing with the phone to when the police showed up, it was like 20-30 minutes later. So if anything was wrong, well, forget about it.

Today is Halloween (I’ve been writing this since yesterday), after going through costume trauma, I think that we found something that Mads will wear. It’s a cute little butterfly costume, complete with wings, pink sparkly skirt and a headband with those feeler-thingees. Hopefully when she sees the other kids in their costumes, she won’t be pulling at her skirt, telling you “no” and running away.

Realizations of the week

It’s all about me

As I was putting away laundry the other day, it finally dawned on me that S has taken over more than 50% of our closet. That, of course, made me realize I need to go shopping. Well, really go shopping. I’ve been stuck in a clothes rut since…well, a long time. My problem is that I spend most of my money on everybody, everything but myself: clothes for Mads, stuff for the house, treats for Lucie, a shirt here and there for S. What about me?

I Heart Pumpkin

I am not only addicted to Facebook, but pumpkin too! This time of year, pumpkins abound. Pumpkin loaf. Pumpkin cookies. Pumpkin muffins. Pumpkin ravioli. Pumpkin spiced latte. Pumpkin pie. Mmm…there’s something about pumpkin, cloves, nutmeg and cinnamon!

Happy Halloween y’all!

Not here on Kellybean, though.

I’ve posted a video of Madison’s first walk on my Facebook page.

(You need to be a “friend” to see the video.)

Until I figure out how and have the time to post videos here, I will. But in the meantime…

AtThePatch

AtThePatch

kinda got the image thing worked out…

(click on the image to view large…)

S & I recently celebrated our 4y anniversary at the new French restaurant in GP. Service was excellent, but food was just okay. We’ve definitely have had better French food in the city: here and here. Though the food was just, eh…I’d still like to visit for brunch. But it is a bit too small for my exploratory toddler.

Thinking of the greater good, or something like that, I suggested that we forego individual gifts (shame on me!) and use our moolah to buy something for the house. Not much, but we got a un-intrusive parsons console table for our living room. Yay!

Last weekend we made our trek down south to Pastorino’s pumpkin patch. Driving down 1, S & I remembered that a “best sandwich” from HMB was featured on the Today show recently. After looking it up on gf#2 (aka iPhone), we found that the best lobster roll was at Sam’s. Lobster rolls and Arnold Palmers were ordered (chicken strips for Mads). At the price they were listed at, it better be one heck of a lobster roll. I was happy to find that the lobster wasn’t drenched in mayo – but sauteed in olive oil, butter with celery and green peppers (I think). Quite delicious, but very filling. This is a nice treat to take out of towners. Fortunately it was a beautiful & clear day which yielded fabulous views!

I finally jumped on the facebook bandwagon. It’s great fun and a great distraction at work! It’s crazy how many people I’ve “re-connected” with from high school.

Reincarnation wish of the day: a member of the Queen’s court (that doesn’t get killed, perferably) in Sofia Coppola’s Marie Antoinette – the dresses were to die for! (No pun intended.)