tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91326637360117438402011-04-21T14:27:44.820-05:00Stellanoreply@blogger.comBlogger411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132663736011743840.post-41088039034268122092008-02-19T13:05:00.004-06:002008-02-19T13:25:34.632-06:00

When I was pregnant with Quinn (that is right, I am using real names, you know this is going to be bad) I needed validation that I was a good mom. I needed constant "baby" talk to prove to others as well as myself that I was happy about my pregnancy and ecstatic about having another baby just seventeen months after Addie was born, not to mention I was only 23 when I had Addison and 24 when I

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Tonight while relaxing after a pretty uneventful Valentines day, I was listening to a little Jr. Gong and one of the lyrics really hit home:"The body is just a vehicle transporting a soulIt is what's inside that vehilche that is beaty to behold".I have a tummy now. After 20 (non-consecutive) months of being pregnant, I have a tummy, and no matter how hard I try I can not get rid of it, it refuses

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I am blogging so often this week because I have run out of procrastination activities. Today at 3:30pm I must submit a 40 question survey on a co-worker (who happens to be a friend of mine). It is not that this is a horrid or boring task, in fact I am quite excited about it, the problem is it requires an excessive amount of attentiveness and resolution that I can not offer on 8 hours of sleep in

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Yesterday was Fat Tuesday, more commonly referred to by New Orleanians as Mardi Gras (if you are not from Louisiana you might refer to it as "the Mardi Gras"). It was a spectacular Mardi Gras, mostly because it was my first Mardi Gras after two consecutive years off (one because LuLu's birth, and last year because I was pregnant and annoyed). The weather was perfect, the parades were throwing and

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I never post pictures, mostly because they stay on my camera several months before I download them. Last week I finally got around to getting them off the camera, because our memory card had run out of storage capacity. Here are some pics from 2007....I am confident that by the time you get to the end of this blog you will have to agree that I have some REALLY FREAKING CUTE kids.....and my

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When I got home last night Doodlebug was sleeping and LuLu was watching Happy Feet. Now, when I say "watching" what I mean is running around the den like a crack head and then sporadically breaking out into a wild stomping dance which would result in her trying to jump in the air and scream "Mambo!" Since I do not have an actual picture of LuLu, this is the closest thing I could find that

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My daughter has decided she knows the words to ALL the songs on the radio. Being only 2 years of age, I promise you she does not. Yet, her not knowing the "exact" words does not prevent her from making up her own noises and sounds to mimic the songs. At first it is adorable to her hear echo "brella, brella" as Rihanna belts out "Unbrella" or chant "NONONONONONONONONONO" throughout the entire 4

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Setting: Whole Foods Time: LunchCharacters: StellarMom (born and raised NOLA), BlackWhiteYellow(transplant from Texas), AllThingsFly(born and raised NOLA)BlackWhiteYellow: "There is nothing to do in NOLA"StellarMom/AllThingsFly: "WHAT"?????!!!!!!?????BlackWhiteYellow: "I mean there is nothing to do that does not involve drinking"StellarMom/AllThings Fly: "OOOOOOOOooooooooooooo"Jess had a point,

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1. have my house "Police-Ready" at aLL times.I can have my house "company ready" in an hour. I run through like a crack addict picking up clutter, debris and trash and throwing them into my "company free" zones. These happen to be the hall closet, Quinn's room, the office closet, my room, the laundry room and the garage. I can have my home "company ready" in about an hour. When the company

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Wise words from some wise men (and a couple of gals as well):There has been only one Christmas - the rest are anniversaries. ~W.J. CameronNever worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall. ~Larry Wilde, The Merry Book of ChristmasInstead of being a time of unusual behavior, Christmas is perhaps the only time in the year when people can obey

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Every year I make resolutions and by January 1, around 5 pm I have managed to break every resolution I have made. So I just give up. Not this year. This year will be carefully planned and well executed. My life has changes SO drastically in the past 3 years; yet, my mannerisms and habits have not. Now that I am 25, married with 2 children I need to re-evaluate some of my priorities. So with

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Since Allthingsfly FINALLY updated her blog I will now steal it and make it my own. Now some I could not answer because I truly did not know the answers and I added some of my own at the end.Favorite Number: 23Favorite Fruit: Mandarin OrangesFavorite Color: PinkFavorite City: Austin, TX (nationally) Florance, Italy (internationally)Favorite Movie: Sabrina (the one with Harrison Ford)Favorite

Stellanoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132663736011743840.post-21820980350673481052007-12-13T09:37:00.000-06:002007-12-21T12:35:49.844-06:00

I truly LOVE making soups. It is easy and affordable and delicious especially now that the weather is getting a little cooler. My favorite is chicken and veggie soup but due to my experimentation with a new diet that does not include meat I had to alter the recipe a bit. What You need:1. I buy chicken broth in bulk and when I switched to a semi-vegetarian life style I had to switch broths.

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Today was the weirdest day I have had in a long time. Before I was married and had children my friends were like my underwear I changed them often, lost them, threw them away and went to Wally World (or the closest bar) to get new ones.I have had friends that I have kept, kind of like the nice panties I have from Victoria Secret. Okay, enough with this undergarment analogy; seriously, today I

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I do not like to be touched by strangers. I never have. I can remember hating holiday gatherings because old-ass Aunt Whatever Her Name Is was going to want a hug and a kiss. In high school I was "that girl" who refused to do the hello/good bye hugs and opted for the air kiss instead. Now, I am not a total compulsive. Obviously I do not mind when my hubby touches me (hello we have 2 kids) or

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When people ask why I choose to keep my family in New Orleans; my answer is simple....it is the best city in the world. The culture, the art, the history, the food, there is no other town that can compete. (Well maybe compete but definitely not win). Yet, every Christmas when it comes time to shop I hastily run to the mall and pick up boring and generic gifts from boring and generic stores. Well

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This Ugly Doll Collection is my latest idea for the nursery is to go with these ugly dolls. I find them adorable!Images from Ugly Doll

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First the Egg, written and illustrated by Laura Vacarro SeagerNot a Box, written and illustrated by Antoinette PortisThe Frog Who Wanted to See the Sea, written and illustrated by Guy BilloutThe Invention of Hugo Cabret, written and illustrated by Broan SelznickOld Penn Station, written and illustrated by William LouNew York Times recently announced the 12 best illustrated children's book for

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The best thing the Cure has taught me thus far is the importance of a home cooked meal. The problem with this is cooking is not as easy as it sounds. Especially when you are cooking on a budget, trying to stay as "organic" as possible, and getting it all done on Sunday so you are not cooking like a crazy person on any given weeknight.I have recently discovered the power of the SLOW COOKER. I

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Okay, I know, how freaking cute are these. I found everything (including photos) at www.builtny.com. The first picture is a lunch box for kids, the second is a gourmet lunch-box, then the compartmentalized lunch tote, 6 pack holder, and last, but not least, a diaper bag. They also have wine holders, electronic bags, and a duffel bag that is on my Christmas wish list. All of the bags are

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Friday night was rough. DBug had his casts removed and went into braces, so he was still adjusting. Lu Lu still had a bit of a fever and I was exhausted/hung-over from Thursday's UTC meeting. Friday no one at my casa wanted to sleep. NO ONE! So Saturday morning everyone was cranky, including Sean and I.The thought of lugging both kids to Sams and the grocery was making me nauseous. That is until

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So last night was my Halloween Extravaganza. It was also the first Halloween in our new house and since I am still trying to "make nice" with the neighbors, I wanted everything to be perfect. I left work at 4pm raced to my mom's to pick up some home-made chili, only to discover I did not have a key to her house. But, as you all know, I have inherited an ability to break into anything that

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Toile Plate found on Ebay (Chinese Village)Joan of ArcGreat American Poets Mors Dag (Mother's Day) 1971Pretty Ebay PlateI have decided to collect plates. I told Sean this and his response was, "Like Nascar commemorative plates?!?" For a split second I could not distinguish if I heard excitment or disgust in his voice, I quickly looked for reformation by saying "Yes, like the Dale Earnhart one"

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I would like to share a typical morning at Casa de Stellarmom. At first I hated that I was always the one running around like a chicken with my head cut off in the morning while my husband just "relaxed" at work. But, I am beginning to really enjoy my time with the kids in the morning. Every morning the first thing Lu-Lu says when I go to get her out of bed is "Ea Mummie hungwey" (translation:

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A career change has been brewing for a while. I love where I work. I love the people I work with (for the most part....and those I do not love I love talking about them with the people I do love). For weeks now I have had the phone number for Delgado and UNO sitting on my desk. Lets think of the rest of this story like a boxing match:"In this corner, weighing in at 6,684 students, high

Stellanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132663736011743840.post-40763997806486943182007-10-23T09:47:00.000-05:002007-10-23T10:12:28.501-05:00

Now I purposely did not post until today because I needed just one more night to really get ahead. Last week was my week #2 of the cure and I freakin rocked it. First, I actually went and purchased a ton of Method Cleaning Product from my favorite store in the universe, Target (pronounced Tarjay). The rehab bag is totally mine. So I attacked my kitchen on Saturday, it was amazing. I went

Stellanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132663736011743840.post-17991805802204192302007-10-19T23:32:00.000-05:002007-10-20T00:41:22.367-05:00

Let me start by saying how difficult it is to type after some beers. This should be integrated into my sobriety test because it has taken me a good three minutes to type just this last sentence. Tonight I had a near death experience. And when I say near death, let me explain. First, I thought I saw someone in my back yard. Then the dog in the back started barking. Shortly after, I heard a

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Since I posted about LuLu yesterday...it is the Bug's turn. These pictures suck becuase they are from my camera phone. Anyway, these are pictures from the first procedure. As you can see in the 2nd picture, his feet have dramatically improved with casting but still need some work. I am hoping to have a great "after" picture come Nov. 2nd.

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Last week Lu-Lu participated in the home cure. Hubby and I were in the kitchen sweeping....well hubby was in the kitchen sweeping I was supervising. I went to do a kid check and the above is what I found. We had already cleaned the floors in the living area so if you want to know what all that debris is I will tell you. Apparently, LuLu does not agree with Gillingham-Ryan about the

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So this weekend I was education on this "Live Earth" business. We went to this festival out on a lake over the weekend and one of the big issues was pollution. To me, listening to Al Gore (the inventor of the internet) drone on and on about saving the earth did not have the impact of a 6th grader pleading with me to save the environment so he will have clean water when he gets older. So I decided

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I am getting ready to embark on my second week of Apartment Therapy. If I had to grade myself for last week it would be a C. We did awesome at the beginning, but when it came to tackling the tougher issues we crumbled like blue cheese. So we took a three day sabatical from home improvement. Our accomplishments for week 1: Make a list of repairs (ours filled up an entire legal pad!)clean the

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Hubby and I took parenting classes before the birth of LuLu. They went over the basics: washing, feeding, and under no circumstance shaking. But they don't really "prepare" you for what motherhood really is all about.Today I went to an OR, an ER, an imaging lab, talked to at least two different doctors, a radiologist and countless nurses. The class failed to mention how to handel situations like

Stellanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132663736011743840.post-32887325600132661552007-10-09T15:50:00.000-05:002007-10-11T12:31:56.763-05:00

I spent a lot of time in my bathroom this weekend, due to the fact that every germ any child goes to daycare with LuLu brings home to MaMa. (Of course this was not as bad as the time my husband contracted pink eye and had to take a medical leave from work...but it was close). Anyway, so in the little magazine basket in the bathroom is where I stash trash magazines. I know the definition of trash

Stellanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132663736011743840.post-8012795504340454092007-10-08T20:13:00.000-05:002008-12-12T23:25:14.165-06:00

In this day and age everyone is trying to "improve" everything. Everything needs to be faster, more efficient, cheaper, whatever. Well we have taken it too far. Now I had a problem when my phone, my ipod, and my camera were all rolled into one thing but I at least I understand the reasoning behind not having to carry three different electrical devices in your pocket and/or purse. For those of you

Stellanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132663736011743840.post-42175623501460107632007-10-08T13:16:00.000-05:002008-12-12T23:25:15.395-06:00

I have always been awe-struck by Christopher Columbus day the man "discovered" a land that was already inhabited. That would be like George W. Bush flying to Africa sticking an American flag into the ground and "discovering" a new land....full of people! (And lets not put it past Mr. Bush to try). Anyway, I had an excellent weekend despite the fact that my kids and I all have some stomach "virus"

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So Hubby and I decided to have a sit down on Wednesday to talk about our apartment therapy. We have very different ideas about where we want our house to go but neither of us is very good at verbalizing it so we have resorted to stealing other peoples ideas. We have to some up with some pictures of things we like. They do not have to be room specific just a general idea of each others "style".

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First, I would like to say that after some soul searching I am a warm person. I really wanted to be a cool person, but I am not. I have to admot to what I am so I can move forward. I am a warm person.The Interview1. List your Favorites:Actress- Charlize Theron, Ashley Judd, Hallie BarryActor- Hugh Jackman, Josh Hartnett, Steve CarellArtist- Michalopoulos, Canova, OsbornWriter- Maguire, Chopin,

Stellanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132663736011743840.post-62543808669552559012007-10-04T21:00:00.000-05:002007-10-05T08:35:28.323-05:00

It is hard being the only "non-designer" with all design-inclined co-workers. I mean I can barely get my own clothes to match much less the walls of my house. Last Thursday at our weekly UTC meeting it was brought to my attention that one of my co-workers, J2, had received some notoriety on a blog because of her apartment. Curious I went to http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/ to check it out. Since

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Do you remember that game we played as kids Operation? You know the guy with the really big nose and exposed innards. You had to use these tweezers to pick the miscellaneous crap out of the patients body without touching the vital organs (or something along those lines). Well yesterday that game was the only thing I could think of as the surgeon carried my 2 month old into the operating room. I

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Lu-lu's OCD Cleaning habits...She loves to clean. Give the girl a bleach wipe and she will clean the floor, the cabinets, her brother, the furniture. She is a cleaning machine! I guess why I find this so amuzing is Sean and I completly abhor cleaning of any kind so we are not sure where she learned how to do this (Just kidding K - we know that it is you!)D-Bug falling asleep in my arms (and

Stellanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9132663736011743840.post-92073907998879230882007-10-01T10:29:00.000-05:002007-10-01T11:05:54.088-05:00

One of my new resolutions is to keep up with blogging. I know I have made this promise time and time again, but this time I am serious. I also decided that I needed to start a new blog because now that my Doodlebug came along it is not all about Lu-Lu (except do not tell her that....she is still adjusting.) Family life is as hectic as ever. Lu-Lu is almost two and we are getting ready to

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