Startin’em young

Category : Anna

We changed the past, well my past anyway.  I grew up fearing, wincing, cringing at the thought of even talking about the dentist.  I remember going for my pre-school dental exam and my mom putting it off well into the school year.  I think I needed to do another one to enter highschool or play in junior high sports and the papers just sat in the van, never to be filled out or spoke of.  I know my dad tried to get my mom to take us to the dentist, but my mom had this extreme hatred/fear of going to the dentist.  I don’t really know the full story of why, but I know she had braces when she married my dad, had the front ones taken off for their wedding and then put back on.  I think she had a few cavities but never went in from the time I was in pre-school until she got sick in 2001.  At that time, some of her teeth had gotten so bad they had to pull 5 teeth before they start treatment.  That in itself would be awful to endure!  So during the year my mom was sick, my grandma took me to the dentist despite my mother’s harsh glares.  Grandma could have sworn I had lots of cavities for how long it’s been but I walked out of there with no cavities and the start of my widsom teeth coming in.  I was quite proud of myself (and relieved I must say).

A couple years past, since that last visit.  My mom had passed away and Gary and I got married.  We decided we would erase that I fear I grew up with about going to the dentist and set a good example for our future children.  Once my insurance had been set up at work, we headed in to the dentist.  Long story short, I ended up with 5 cavities and was in desperate need to have my widsom teeth removed.  Ever since then, we’ve been going religiously every 6 months, getting cavities filled, both of us had our wisdom teeth removed, Gary’s had numerous root canals, caps and a bridge (I think) along with getting a lot better brushes, mouthwash and flossing.

Why do I tell you all this?  We had Anna’s first cleaning.  And let me tell you, I thought it would end up in me sitting on Anna while prying her mouth open just to have her clean her teeth.  Our shy, doesn’t like to be poked and prodded at the doctor, easily scared Anna put on a happy face, sat in the big chair with the big bright light and opened her mouth on her own!  I talked about going to the dentist for days now, telling her about Emilie, the big chair, the big light, getting her teeth cleaned by a toothbrush like mommy and daddy’s and getting a new toothbrush.  She never once said she didn’t want to go, always knew what to do and climbed all over me when I was in the chair getting my teeth cleaned.  Granted she didn’t like the sucker.  AT ALL.  But a swish and a spit did the trick along with mommy handling the sucker.  She was a rock star, everything checked out great and ended up with a new “Mr. Queen” toothbrush with new flossers and toothpaste.

I’m glad things went this well.  Izzy seemed eager too, so hopefully next year she’ll be just as easy in the chair as Anna was.  Now she knows what to expect and it won’t be a traumatic experience as I thought it would be all these years.

And wouldn’t you know it, mommy didn’t grab the camera.


Category : Christie

So I really want to keep up on this blog but for whatever reason I go into writing funks and I just don’t have the wit to write about anything.  I like to throw in a bit of sarcasm in my posts but for awhile now, I just don’t have it.  I think I’ve narrowed it down to why.  Some of it’s just me and I get that way, the other part of it is selfish and the last part is an uninspired location.

So for the me part, I’m an all or nothing type of girl.  So when I’m on a roll, I don’t stop.  But once something comes up that throws my entire “roll” off the counter, I can’t seem to get it going again.  Take my crazy “wanting to clean the pantry at 10pm on a work night” event.  So I pull everything out, ready to tackle this project, throw out expired items, donate that “I don’t think we’ll ever eat that” food to the local pantry, go through the cook books, organize the cleaning supplies.  All in one hour.  I can do this.  Kids are in bed.  Gary’s watching American Chopper.  So as I pull out all the baking supplies, I realize I would love to get glass containers for all my flours and sugars, oh and get custom decals made up at the local printer to put on the glass jars that I’ll buy when they are 50% off at Hobby Lobby.  Crap, they aren’t on sale this week.  Oh and I need more shelving to utilize the space so we can put in garbage and recycle cans in the pantry so I don’t have to look at it sitting out the kitchen.  So I need to get the shelving from the Re-Store on my lunch break.  Crap, I need to measure.  And buy the pieces to hang the shelves on the wall with…. at Home Depot.  Oye.  So what happens?  I do throw out and get rid that unwanted food, but it all goes back in the exact same way with it looking a little nicer but nothing has changed.  All because I have grand visions but a slow and/or no budget for it execution.

So back to blogging.  I love the idea of it.  I love reading blogs everyday but the process gets to be a little much and not as inspired in the remaining hours in the evening between the girls bed time and ours.  I’m not saying I’m quitting this blog.  Far from it.  I just need to find that inspiration again.  Which brings me to the selfish part.  I need a laptop.  Maybe it’s more lazy than selfish, either way it’s fact.  I don’t always want to sit in my basement at my computer like I have been doing for the past 8 hours that day writing up a witty blog post.  I want to sit on my couch, with my feet up, watching tv and working on a witty blog post.  All while uploading photos to Facebook and the blog.  So yes, I have a perfectly good computer, desk and 2 monitors to said blogging but I just want to veg.  The 17″ HP beast of laptop is just that, a beast who’s ready for recycling, our beloved laptop of yesteryears that’s been there with Gary through all his schooling, vacations and many a night in front of the tv.  ::sigh::  So I need a new one.

Finally, the up-inspired location.  Our half way for over a year basement.  I really can’t take much more of it.  It’s painted a color I don’t want anymore with no doors on all the rooms and closets, no trim along the floor, windows and sills.  This is of no fault of either of us, really.  We took it as far as we could last year and there is sat.  It’s wonderful having warm floors and place for the girls, but it’s so mis-matched, it’s hard to be creative.  I’m thankful for all of that but it’s time to just git-r-done.  So it’s in the talks that with our tax money, we get this basement very close to completion (aside from a built-in cabinet and a bathroom).  Dave probably wouldn’t agree with the talks of said finishing, but I think we all need it to be over.  So no worries Dave, we’re still on the debt snowball, the extra’s just may go to “Christie’s Sanity” fund this year.  :: Side note – we’ll formulate a post(s) on our get out of debt plan, debt snowball, “envelope system” soon as we’re quite passionate about it and would love to share!::

So, I guess you could call this a whiny post.  I am, believe it or not, been called whiny a time or 2 in my life.  I’m in need for some change, some inspired place to be so I can create great posts for all you 5 readers out there.  :)   ::Sigh::  I wish I was a full time blogger, wouldn’t that be grand?  Oh well.  Life still is awesome and keeps getting better (I think the lap top and finished basement will top it all. Ahem.).

Thank you for listening.


Some visuals for you :)

Category : Photos

A little visual insight to the last couple months around the Tidd household.  We’ll return to regular scheduled programming shortly.  :)

Chicago 5k and Half Marathon

End of Summer Fun


Anna turns 3!