It's the most wonderful time of the year!!

It's time to order planner pages! SQUEE!!

Everyone who knows me IRL knows that I am a dedicated, die-hard Franklin Covey user. I have been using the planning system for 12 years now and I am convinced that I wouldn't have accomplished a thing without it. Oh, I have tried some variations on this general theme (software on my palm pilot, a spiral-bound year-in-one FC system) but never with good results. Financial constraints one year meant that I had to begin the year without my new planner pages. It was a complete disaster. Having learned my lesson the hard way I am sure to never start the year without my new planner pages and I don't deviate from the original system.

This year though I am trying a little twist: I designed my own planner pages. It was a complete PITA to gather, upload, and edit all the pictures that I wanted to use throughout the year in the planner. I got my pages today and I am soooooo excited!! They look great! I'll probably spend a good part of the day working on setting up my planner and thinking about my goals for the new year.


The other thing I'm trying to do is replace my old Spacemaker binder. The thing is 12 years old and falling apart. The newer ones they have are truly awful though - I mean, really gross. I might have to replace my rings and keep using this one.

Resurrection Fern

My utter devotion to Iron and Wine is no secret. Love them. Never grow tired of them. Here is the song that is currently haunting me. I simply can't get enough of at the moment:

Ada

A few weeks back I was holding her and it occured to me, " Frick, I really love this kid." I mean like really, REALLY love her....like you love someone you have known for a long time. Not that I didn't love her before that moment but it's different now in such a wonderful way. Every day is just more wonderful than the one before it and life is so much better with her in it. I could kick myself for waiting so long to have kids.

Tim is over the moon that she can do this. She hasn't rolled over on her own yet.

I LOVE how she is trying to look all foxy hanging out in her Bumbo. It's tough to flirt in a Bumbo, man. That thing is creepy if nothing else.

We took this picture only to prove that she does sleep in her crib. She does it every night, all night long and usually without waking up. We are lucky and we know it. 

Name Penant

On her first 'real' day, the nanny sheepishly asked me if Ada's name was "Eva". We thought we chose a name that would be pretty darn easy it turns out to be more complicated for most people than we thought. Sigh. Our poor babe. She is cursed to go through life saying, "Ada. A-D-A. Shepherd, like the dog or the biblical sheep herding person."

I already had this little project in the works and I can't say that I'm sad about it now! I am seriously resisting the urge to sew ric-rac on everything in my path. I love ric-rac so much! Behold: Ada's name penant.

 

 

P.S. Ada had her vax round #2 today. I think it hurts me more than her. She is napping now.

P.S.S. I miss my Florida hookers so much that I am actually listening to country music. Something distinctly Latin is up next followed closely by some very raunchyhoopty.