1- I love Adobe Lightroom. Seriously. If you are into photography/digital editing at all, I highly recommend it. To say it has transformed the way we edit is a huge understatement. I have been using photoshop for many years (like, 11. . . since Photoshop 6, I think) and this is just. . . a miracle.
I know it's not new. It's just that I hadn't really used it much until about 6 months ago, and we're becoming fast friends, Lightroom & I. I still have a lot to learn, but I'm guessing I'll just like it more as I do.
2- How is my diet going, you ask?
I certainly did NOT just eat half of a huge mint/chocolate brownie thing.
I'm quitting sugar again. I swear. I have to.
I still haven't had soda in 4 months, though. That has to count for SOMETHING, right?
Fine. I'm putting DOWN the brownie.
3- I finally won a food challenge at work! I have to give all of the credit to Natalie, and her friend that gave her the recipe. The white bean chicken chili won the day!
4- I had 3 cavaties filled yesterday. I have this insane fear of the dentist's office lately. . . I never liked it. At ALL. But lately. . . It is irrationally scary. Like, I made them give me nitrous AND I took a Xanax just for my cleaning! (In my defense, I have VERY sensitive teeth)
After about 4 hours, the novocaine had mostly worn off from the fillings, so I went to get lunch. . . and it was VERY windy at my office. I tried to get out of the car and the door blew shut and hit me in the side of the head.
I'm pretty sure that's what they mean when they say "Adding insult to injury"
(He picked this hat off the shelf at Target and wore it around for a good 10 minutes. I had to force him to put it back.)
This picture is to help you remember how sweet he is before I tell the following story
5- And I leave you with a very long story, but an entertaining one, I'm sure.
If you weren't there.
I have to preface this by telling you that I have MANY irrational fears and things that creep me out. Scary movies with devil children are one of those fears. Ever since we moved Nolan into a toddler bed I've been TERRIFIED that I'll wake up one day to him standing next to the bed, 3 inches from my face or something like that. But in the couple of weeks he's been in it, he's never gotten up. It was as if he had been told he couldn't get out of bed, though no one ever told him that. He still calls for us in the morning and after naps to come get him.
Well, last night, we stayed up WAY too late watching the Grey's Anatomy finale, so it was 12:30 by the time we got to bed. I was exhausted. I fell asleep FAST, which never happens. Next thing I know, I hear footsteps, walking really fast out of our room. It was Nolan. LEAVING our room, so I have no idea how long he was in there. I called his name just as he passed the door, and told him "come here" and he came over to me. . . but his eyes were half closed. The kid was SLEEP WALKING! It scared me to DEATH! I pulled him up into bed with us and tried to figure out what to do. We haven't had our gate at the top of the stairs because he doesn't hang out up there alone. The gate is down in our crawl space. His door doesn't latch completely, so did I dare put him back to bed? It was 3 am and none of us was going to sleep if I kept him in our bed. . . And I had to work in the morning.
After about 20 minutes of fretting I decided to take him back to his room. By this time he was aware of what was happening. I rocked him, gave him a sippy of water, and tucked him in. I told him not to get out of bed, and to go back to sleep, and that I would see him in the morning. I closed his door and PRAYED that it latched. . .
Luckily, he didn't get back up.
Honestly, NOT the thing to happen after I was already on edge from that stupid Greys episode.
Did you SEE IT?!
Let's hope this is a short lived phase.
Well, last night, we stayed up WAY too late watching the Grey's Anatomy finale, so it was 12:30 by the time we got to bed. I was exhausted. I fell asleep FAST, which never happens. Next thing I know, I hear footsteps, walking really fast out of our room. It was Nolan. LEAVING our room, so I have no idea how long he was in there. I called his name just as he passed the door, and told him "come here" and he came over to me. . . but his eyes were half closed. The kid was SLEEP WALKING! It scared me to DEATH! I pulled him up into bed with us and tried to figure out what to do. We haven't had our gate at the top of the stairs because he doesn't hang out up there alone. The gate is down in our crawl space. His door doesn't latch completely, so did I dare put him back to bed? It was 3 am and none of us was going to sleep if I kept him in our bed. . . And I had to work in the morning.
After about 20 minutes of fretting I decided to take him back to his room. By this time he was aware of what was happening. I rocked him, gave him a sippy of water, and tucked him in. I told him not to get out of bed, and to go back to sleep, and that I would see him in the morning. I closed his door and PRAYED that it latched. . .
Luckily, he didn't get back up.
Honestly, NOT the thing to happen after I was already on edge from that stupid Greys episode.
Did you SEE IT?!Let's hope this is a short lived phase.
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