Sunday Night HBO

If Adam and I could have married you we would have.  Until now.  I was cracking up last night thinking about a chat we had with my cousin over dinner in Boston this past weekend about our favorite Sunday night HBO shows.  We all hate them right now.

In order. 
True Blood. 

Tara. Why do you get to live? You suck. Jason, stop carrying wooden bullets and then that bia bite the dust already.

Bill. You are not hot. Why Sookie thinks so in real and vampy life we do not know.  You are just whack all the way around. 

Eric.  Please call Adam he is dying to know if you will die.

Hung
Probably at the top of the list.  Who doesn't love a little prostitution on the side.  Well us.  Because if you want it you have to listen to T Brain.  Tanya makes me want to shoot myself in the brain. 

Lenore we know you will never let Jessica leave her needy husband and go back to Ray and not spill the beans about his whoring ways.  Why though? Why?  


Entourage.
WTH.  If it weren't for Ari being self destructive would we even watch anymore? No. Not at all.

The acting has always been terrible.  But they have reached an all time low this season.  We can barely make it through the 24 minutes of Vincent Chase.  Holy disaster.  Did you see the bag of cocaine Lloyd found last night?  Vince is in some trouble.  I kept asking Adam what the big deal was the Lloyd found a bag of flour while looking for Tequila.  I'm naive. 

Two words.  Porn Star.  No one is ever going to take you seriously again.

And now Johhny Drama is going to be a cartoon monkey.  Enough said.

Summer Reading

Yes I know the summer is almost over and I am so thankful. Can I get a "YEAH FALL IS COMING?"  Thanks.  Back to the subject at hand. I've been a little reader this last leg of the summer. I am quite enjoying it.  

On my nightstand right now is Escape by Carolyn Jessop.  My girlfriend Natalie gave it to me on Saturday and I am almost done with it.  It's a fast read.  I don't want to make judgements about any one's religious beliefs here on my blog because that's not what this is about but it is crazy with a capital C that this kind of stuff happens.  Check it out. I think it is pretty interesting.  

Next up: Chelsea Handler's Books.  I won't be reading them in order because I like to book borrow (you know when you trade out books with friends) and Amanda has the second one I think.  I have heard from so many people that her books are hilarious and I need a good laugh so yup that one is next.

And are you ready for what I want to read after that?  I should start this sooner than later.  Since it's basically a weight loss book.  I can't wait for this one. I know a friend of a friend that has it. Maybe I'll Facebook her and ask if I can borrow it OR I have seen it on Amazon for super duper cheap.

That should take me to October.  I need some more recommendations. Whatcha got for me? 

I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane

Don't know when I'll be back again.  No really, I'll be back Sunday.  I am so so so excited to spend four days away with my hubby.  Secretly we both wish Aidan was coming with us but it's good to get some time away.  That's what I keep telling myself anyways. 

We're headed to Boston to visit our friends Natalie and Pete and Mariann and Mike.   My entire family is also there but this is more of a friends vacay then a family vacay.  Essentially we want to catch up with friends and roam the city until the wee hours.  We have a great weekend planned. 

Thursday we are eating at our fav North End spot Giacomos. I love how on their blog they plainly state, we don't do reservations, we don't take cash, we don't have dessert and there is no parking.  Why do we go there again. Oh yeah, it's the best.  And why would we need dessert when Mike's pastry has canolis calling our name?

Friday I am not really sure of the plan. Nat is in charge and I know she will not disappoint.  I do know it is Restaurant Week in Boston and we are eating dinner at a Mexican restaurant that has great margaritas.   I will report back with the name later.  You know cause you'll all want to go I'm sure.

Saturday we are staying at the Marlowe hotel in Cambridge.  I will also let you know how that is.  Supposedly Kimpton hotels are amazing.  And that leopard print carpet is right up my alley.  Ha. 

I would say I will not blog until we get back on Sunday but I'm sure I'll think of something to tell you before then.   Maybe it will be my marathon shopping spree I am going on tomorrow to find some cute tops to wear while we are there.  You'll have to see. 

Thanks for stopping by.  Y'all make my day! xoxoxo

Adam's Mancation

Adam was in West Virginia Thurs-Sun four wheeling with his friends.   Adam and I spend a good bit of time together so when he is not around it's sometimes hard to find things to entertain myself.   We can't even talk to him when he is gone because everyone has Verizon and the only place in the country you can't get Verizon service is where they stay on the mountain.   Go figure. 

Aidan was so depressed.  Thursday when Adam left he cried for around an hour and I decided we should probably get out of the house to take his mind off Adam leaving.  We ended up at TJ Maxx where Aidan proceeded to cry in his stroller the entire time that he wanted his Daddy. I found myself saying really loud "Daddy will be back on Sunday" so people didn't think I had just kidnapped him or anything. 

When we went to bed it got even worse.  Aidan was whimpering and complaining about how much he missed his Daddy and could not sleep. He ended up passing out on my chest at around 2am with tears still running down his cheeks.   I have never seen anything like it.

It got a little bit better for Friday and Saturday.  When I say better I mean he said he missed Adam only every 5 minutes versus every 30 seconds.   Once Sunday rolled around it seemed like an eternity waiting for Adam to get home. Aidan cried all day and asked me every other minute where he was.  Finally they were reunited just before bed time on Sunday night and Aidan went crazy. 

Adam is not allowed to go on a solo trip again this year.  It was way too much work missing him.

All True Stories

This is the first time I have ever blogged from my Blackberry. It's really small but at least now I know it can be done. Loading pics from here does not look like an option.

Every night Adam and I stay up really, really late. Like 3 or 4 am late. We don't do much. Well except eat goldfish crackers and laugh about how cute Aidan is. Well maybe there's other stuff. Every night.

Last week I bought Cranberry Juice Cocktail and OJ and mixed them. Adam said it was gross and at least five times since then I have caught him drinking this little concoction.

I was a little disappointed to find out Sookie is a fairy on True Blood tonight. Lame.

School starts in exactly one week from today. I am dreading Aidan going back to school. I have enjoyed him so much this summer that I may do some research on home schooling. I said maybe.

Conversations With A Three Year Old

Aidan: Mommy, can I have's a pet?

Me: Aidan you have three cats.

Aidan: Oh yeah. I has three cats.  They are my pets.

Me: Exactly.

Silence.

Me:  Maybe we could get you a couple fish.

Aidan: Oh yeah Mommy. Three fishies. Peeeeaaaasssseee!

Me: Ok but only if you remember to feed them.

Silence

Aidan: Um I don't wants no fishies Mommy.

Sounds I love

Waves crashing...

My parents laughing together...

The sound of Adam coming through the front door and Aidan squealing with excitement...

The fans at Fenway...

A good friends voice on the other side of the line...

Fire crackling...

Adam telling me he loves me {He's so convincing}...

The boys playing...

Live music in the summer...

Fireworks...

My computer keys...

Eat, Pray, Love

My mom bought me the book Eat, Pray, Love a few weeks back and I have been trying to read it for two weeks now.  I have to tell you, I thought it was a little slow.  I found the first part of the book easy to read because I have been to Italy and could relate a little bit. I kind of thought the author was a whiner.  Can I say that?  I made it almost all the way through the India section and my mom called Tuesday morning to see if I wanted to go with her to see the movie.   So I went and we both enjoyed it.  Not really for the acting or the story line.  The idea of being able to leave your life behind to travel abroad for a year is what was appealing. It is long. The movie follows the book pretty well changing a few details here and there.  The scenery in the entire movie is beautiful.  My mom and I both love to travel and would love to go to India and Bali is just breath taking.   As I  mentioned before, we have been to Italy a few times but it gave us both chills seeing it again in the movie and made us want to return there so badly.  It really is a wonderful, wonderful place.  I am so lucky that my parents were able to take me on such nice vacations.   The love story at the end is not completely predictable and I liked that.  Overall the movie gets two thumbs up from me. 

I was interested to find out if the author could finally really commit to someone and marry the man in the book/movie so as soon as I got home today I Googled it.  They are happily married which was nice to hear.  No kids though.  The hubby did come with two of his own and she has become very close with those children which is super sweet.

James Franco is in it so it might be worth going to see for that but otherwise you could probably wait until it came to the Red Box.   Sorry guys.  I really did try to love it.

Recipes

I have been on a meal planning kick.  Adam has been a great help with it.  Yesterday we planned out our meals for the next two weeks and then shopped in the afternoon for the necessary materials.  The week looks a little bit like this :
Monday-Beef Stroganoff
Tuesday-Pecan Encrusted Salmon
Wednesday-Beef Apricot Stir Fry
Thursday-Home made chicken nuggets and linguine {a meal my mom made when we were growing up and it is actually pretty amazing even though it sounds funny}
Friday-Dinner at my parents

Not to shabby huh?  It's a start to getting back on track cooking again.  I was planning on blogging about the meals and posting the recipes as I went...but Monday night the Stroganoff wasn't edible and tonight the Pecan glaze for the salmon was so dry Adam and I barely got the meal down.  How embarrassing is that?  I can't take total credit for the fail of Monday nights meal because Adam helped prepare it but the salmon was all me.  I really just want to be a perfect housewife that WOWs her hubby in the kitchen and I am not off to a great start. 

Beef Apricot Stir Fry is so good and I don't even need a recipe {typically} so let's say a prayer that we will be able to sit down and ENJOY a meal tomorrow night.  Hahaha.

If anyone has quick, easy, yummy recipes send them my way.  I am always looking for something new to cook.

Adam Harvey The Greatest Ever

Y'all as if I don't do it enough, I have to do it again.  I know some of your are going to hate me but I have the world's best husband, seriously.  I had a roller coaster of a week and sat in bed most of it in tears and there he was sitting right beside me.   He asked me every five minutes if I was OK, rubbed my head and back, made me food and drinks, watched chick flicks and just loved me to death.   It was realizing how lucky I am to have him that finally pulled me out of my funk. 

I remember someone asking me the day before my wedding if I was nervous and I replied "No.  Everything about the entire day can go wrong just as long as when those chapel doors open, he's standing there waiting for me and says I DO."  He was and he did and I will forever be grateful.    Thanks babe for being you and loving me.

I'm in Hiding

Tonight at 9:30 I decided I was going to get in bed and watch a movie.  I thought that Adam would follow suit and boy was I wrong. 

It started with a little clanging of pots.  I thought maybe he is doing the dishes from dinner.   Then, a little more time passed and I heard the water running in the sink and cabinets opening and closing.  I thought ok, maybe he is finally washing out my mixing bowl he used to paint.  A little bit more time passes and I get out of bed and go to the kitchen.

Me: Babe, what are you doing?
Adam: Reorganizing the kitchen.
Me: Why?
Adam: Because it needed to be done.
Me: Well I was actually going to make that a project in the next couple of weeks.
Adam: Now you don't have to worry about it.  Give me a kiss and go get back in bed and finish your movie.

Latest.  He is now organizing the laundry room.  Just came in with an Ikea catalog and a plan for reorganization. 

He hasn't asked for any help and I'm just going sit in here and hide and let him go at it.  He's doing such a good job I wouldn't even know where to jump in.

BEFORE:

HOPEFULLY AFTER:

I might be dreaming just a little bit but this is soooo exciting.

Oh no she didn't

Some of you may or may not have heard about crazy person supermodel Gisele Bundchen's comment on breastfeeding that has caused a bit of an uproar amongst mother's everywhere.  Myself included. Just in case you missed it ...

"Some people here (in the US) think they don’t have to breastfeed, and I think “Are you going to give chemical food to your child when they are so little?” I think there should be a worldwide law, in my opinion, that mothers should breastfeed their babies for six months."

 The new love of my life Bethenny Frankel says:
"It's the most absurd thing I've ever heard" "Breastfeeding is one of the most rewarding experiences, but it isn't for everyone."

I couldn't agree with her more.

Here's the deal. HEEEELLLLLOOO in a dream world we would all breastfeed for at least 6 months but guess what? That's not always possible. There are a million and a half reasons why women can't breastfeed or stop breastfeeding before the 6 month mark. I honestly never thought breastfeeding would be as hard and as tiring as it was.  Personally, I stopped at 3 months because my milk supply was low and my OB put me on hormones that made me feel like I was going to kill myself. Kill myself or quit the breastfeeding, find the best formula out there and try to be the best mom I can? Um, I'm going with the chemical food. Believe me I cried about it for a week and when Aidan does weird sh*t I think it my head "It's because I didn't breastfeed long enough." 

She should just reconsider other people's feelings before she spits these comments out.   The last thing she wants to do is mess with a million moms that all want the best for their babies.

Reagan's Blob

Everytime I am dancing around here thinking I am super mom, I think about this young lady. I found her through cjane.  Close in age to me, with a sweetie little three year old (just like Aidan) named Piper.  Reagan is a super duper wonderful mommy.  Her little girl lives in a hospital because she is dependent on a ventilator and Reagan and her husband Jake live in NYC and make the trek to see her as much as possible every week.  

Holy life changing craziness. I CAN NOT imagine.  But some how Reagan manages to do the mom thing, the wife thing and work as a successful hair stylist in the city.  She's pretty and skinny too.  Big sigh. I am now removing myself from my little pedestal.  I know it must be so so so hard and although I would never want to be in the position to have to leave my child everyday, when I read Reagen's blob (as she calls it) there is so much of her I only hope will rub off on me while I read about her visits with Pip.   

Adam loves for me to read to him about Pip and her parents and then begs to see her newest pictures.  Even Aidan has been getting in on the fun.  We laugh and we cry and I pray we will gain some strength to be better parents like those two and that they keep their strength and that Piper grows up to be really old and Reagen will keep the blob up the whole time.  Seriously, if you are in the mood for a new blog or blob read, get over and read about this family.  I am even in the process of reading all the way back to the start of her blog.  I promise you that Piper will fill your heart right up.  

Birthday Weekend

When I was younger I always hated my birthday being in the summer because everyone else's mom made cupcakes and sent them to school with them to celebrate and all day long people would tell them Happy Birthday. Not me! I was always hoping and praying that I could plan a little party during a time where all my friends were home from being at the beach or wherever their parents had taken them that summer. 

Now, I love that my birthday is in the summer.  I was on a pretty good role of going to the beach every year for my birthday until my parents decided to rent the beach house.  Those were great times.  All my friends, packed in a couple of SUV's would head down to sunny Folly Beach, SC for a week of partying.  Yes, believe it or not, I used to party and it wasn't that long ago. 

This year for my birthday it was much more low key but I did manage to put on something cute and celebrate with my hubby and one of my besties Amanda.    Even though Amanda and I joked all day about how we have forgotten how to go out we did it pretty well last night.    Thanks for a great birthday girl, I love you.

My Blackberry has broken down from the overflow of Facebook messages and my mantle is filled with cards.  My dad sang me Happy Birthday every time I talked to him and he included Obama in the fun since he and I share a birthday (Happy Birthday Mr. President and April) . My mom had the entire fam over for dinner and ordered Polka Dot Bake Shop cupcakes that were nothing short of amazing.  Aidan has told everyone it's his Mommy's birthday and Adam has been referring to me as his Birthday Girl.   I definitely felt the love this week/end and I'm always sad it's over.  We may start celebrating half birthdays around here.  An excuse to eat cupcakes twice a year and sing? Bring. It. On.

So, I was sitting around reflecting today on how much has changed just in the past year and nothing is any different than I thought it would be.   26 was a filler year for me.   Like when you watch Grey's Anatomy and nothing exciting really happens, that's a filler episode.  26=filler year. Get it? I loved being 26 because it was another year of being a mom and another year being married to my amazing husband but we should see more action in year 27. 

We're starting it off with our trip to Boston at the end of the month and we may even take our honeymoon this year.   Maybe we'll even finally have baby number 2.  Whatever it is, I can't wait. 

Cole Phillips Goodman

Remember when I introduced you to this little little guy back in January?  Well on Friday, July 30th, 2010 at 10:35 pm he made his entrance in to this world!!!  Cole Phillips Goodman weighing in at 7lbs and 3oz took us all by surprise by showing up 2 weeks early but we are so glad he did because we couldn't have waited another day to meet him!!! 

New Mommy.  Look at that smile!

Candace and Cole

Cole was excited to see me.

Daddy and Cole

Getting ready for his first photo shoot.

He loves his Auntie April.

Cole's cousin Van.  I'm sure they will be partner's in crime.

Sweet Cole,

Welcome to the world!

Your Mom and Dad have blessed so many people by creating you.    

They are the best parents. Your mommy and I have been best friends for a long time.

She has the biggest heart and is good at everything she does. I promise you she picked the best man to be your daddy.  He will teach you everything you need to know about FSU and Panther Football and all the stuff in between.  Their love for you is already bigger than you will ever know.  I can't wait to see you grow and to make wonderful memories with you little man.

Love, Auntie April

Just Daydreaming Today

This song should have just been titled "Adam and April" instead of "You and I". 

"You and I".  Ingrid Michaelson and Jason Mraz.

You might want to pause the other music at the bottom.

Wordless Wednesday-Sort Of

I have so much going on right now I don't even know which end is up.  I have one million things to blog about but I don't even know where to start. 

Most importantly, my best friend Candace had her little boy Cole 2 weeks early.  I have about 5 blogs sitting in my queue about him but they are a jumbled mess and I need to take an hour to make his post just right. So be looking for that coming up.  But just so you know, he's perfect, Candace is a beautiful, wonderful mom and her husband is equally great at being a dad and I am so in love.

I haven't been able to work on my Nana's wing back chair because I haven't been able to coordinate a time to pick it up from my brother's house.  Or go to the fabric store to get my fabric.  I will tell you I saw someone make a slipcover out of a painter's drop cloth recently and I kinda loved it.

My living/dining room is a disaster and that absolutely drives me nuts. I  have a million design projects I need to be working on but I have put them on hold for family being in town, Cole's birth, enjoying my last few weeks with Aidan before he starts back to school, planning our Boston trip etc.  I literally have no window treatments, all my artwork, family photos are off the wall (from when we painted) and sitting on the laundry room floor in a pile because I want to buy some new stuff and we are moving so much around they will all get new homes (possibly at some one else's home).  Long story short, that area being a mess makes me feel like my whole house is upside down.  AND we are having the end of season softball party here so I have to get to work.

It's my birthday today too.  I'm the big 27.  I thought I was 26.  Don't ask. It's mommy brain (Jennifer you will learn all about that! ha ha)We are supposed to be getting dinner with friends to celebrate on Friday night but I can't slow down long enough to decide where I want to go.  I'm a huge fan of birthday's but I'm not that in to it this year.  I guess because I am so busy.  We are eating dinner at my parents tomorrow night and my mom got Polka Dot Bake Shop cupcakes so I am really excited about that.

I'm reading EAT PRAY LOVE and I want to talk to you all about that but sometimes I read 60 pages and I have no clue what I read because my mind is racing.  Sheesh!

So instead of this being a Wordless Wednesday I think that it is more of a What's Up With Me Wednesday.   I'll be back to my old self soon as soon as I can get organized!  Fun posts coming soon! Thanks for stopping by!  xoxoxo

This Time I'm Taking a Plane

Mr. Harvey and I are taking ourselves on a little vacation to Boston in late August.  We are one and a half  part thrilled and one half part disappointed because I chose a weekend the Red Sox are out of town. Whoops!  Really though we are super duper excited to see our friends and enjoy our favorite city.  Lucky for us it's restaurant week so we are dining in style for a small price while we are there.  Yippee! 

Our first two nights we will be staying with our friends Pete and Natalie who just bought their first home (I have been promising decorating help) and Saturday and Sunday we will be visiting with our friends Mike and Mariann but staying at the Hotel Marlowe.   Mare is currently living with four other girls and Mike is living in an extended stay hotel because they were set to buy a house and at the last minute it fell through.  Bummer but we are excited to spend a night in a hotel because we never get to do that.   I am hoping to convince Mare and Mike to stay at the same hotel so we can spend as much time with them as possible. 

I am anxious about having to pack only a duffel bag because I REFUSE to pay to check a bag but I am sure it can be done.  Just don't judge me if you see pictures of me wearing the same outfit all weekend.  I will be bringing my camera (which by the way will take up a ton of space I'm sure) I'll take some good pictures for you. 

Ohhh I can't wait!

The Adventures of Spike Jones

A few Sunday nights ago I went out to dinner at Soul with some girlfriends (Ashley and Jen to be exact) and before I tell you about Spike, let me just tell you if you live in the area, Soul is a must.  It's Tapas which I don't usually love but they do it right. Don't judge me on this list but I had the Fried Goat Cheese on Bruschetta, Philly Roll (yup they do sushi), Truffle fries, and spicy Feta Dip.  Woo.  Small portions but more that enough food.

Back to business.  I check my phone before we are getting ready to leave and I have 7 missed calls. Yup, 7 from Adam.  My heart like fell out of my body.  My husband who sends me on my way to eat, never bothers me for a thing, called me 7 times.  We must have an emergency on our hands.

I call him back. "Babe?".  That's all I got out.  Adam is huffing and puffing and he manages to tell me when he and Aidan got home he realized Spike, aka Spike Jones, aka Spikey, aka...you get the point had fallen in the bucket of paint and there were paw prints all over the house!!!!!!! 

Now for blogging purposes if I had been the one to get home first I would have taken pictures of this disaster before I started cleaning but my husband did not.  He got right down to business and by the time I hugged the girls by, finished my drink and drove home, he had the place cleaned. 

Spike Jones on the other hand was a HOT PAINT MESS.  Sadly, Spike is now with fewer gorgeous strands of fluffy fur.  I googled my brains out looked for ways to get the paint out but turns out the majority of people think "It's just a little hair, cut it and it will grow back."   Not so good for our little guys self esteem I tell ya.  I tried to do the best I could without making him uncomfortable. I wish he would sit still long enough so I could even him out but he's just not having it.  His little paws are hopeless.  Luckily, the primer (it actually isn't even paint) is water based so if he allows I can probably get some off every day in the sink if he will sit long enough.

Here are some pics of our poor guy:

PRE HAIR CUT

AFTER:

You can still see how much paint he has on him. Poor guy.

We are now two weeks post paint accident and besides the goofy haircut, you can almost barely tell he had any paint on him.