This and That

I've thought about changing my name on here. Trivial Mom, doesn't really make sense as my husband so kindly pointed out. What I meant was nothing-I-do-makes-much-of-a-difference mom, but it doesn't really work. So I'm on the hunt for a new nickname. Did you know it's hard to come up with one yourself? I've never really had a nickname growing up, and since I am extremely paranoid that if I give you my first name you might somehow figure out my last, and become middle-aged-old-men-stalking-me-outside-my-window, instead of the wonderfully-beautiful-skinny-put-together-inspired-writer-mommy's that you all are. Of course that's probably giving me too much credit. Who would want to stalk me anyways? Kind of like when you sit down at a table in the middle of a conversation and the conversation happens to die at the same point. I always assume it's cause I sat down, but again, to think that no one has anything better to talk about than me is giving myself way too much credit. So a nickname. I'm searching, and when I find one you'll all be the first to know.

I'm also working on a new design for the web page. All pink was kind of bugging me. And I think it's because I chose pink, and not another neutral color, that soon to be number two (and I'm going to have to come up with a nickname for her too!) happens to be a girl, and not the other preferred sex, you know the one that we would have preferred with both, but have yet to get. So do you like the new page? I'm still working out all the kinks.

And now I'm just stalling. I need to pick up all the toys that were scattered around my living room this morning. The dreaded laundry is piling over. The kitchen floor is in desperate need of mopping (I mean it is getting so bad I almost don't want to eat off the counters, not that the floor has any relation to the counter, or that my counters aren't clean, just the floor is that disgusting). Not that any of you would know about putting off chores by blogging, or reading all the other interesting blogs, or taking an extra long shower, or finding it too nice and sunny outside . . . No, no, not you, not ever, never would you think about putting off chores. Your houses are all cleaned first thing in the morning, and they don't get dirty throughout the day. Obviously they must be. Because you're here, talking to me, and houses are always clean before we blog. Right, only in my husbands dreams do wives of that caliber exist. (Note to self. Write post about how sweet hubby is, so that every will see you do love him no matter what else you say while your stalling . . . after the house is clean. . . after. . .)