Country Living #countryliving #moving #unpacking

So we moved to a giant house in a tiny little village, right near a small retirement/golf resort town in North Carolina.

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The move itself was kind of hellish: Apparently, the moving company and I didn’t adequately communicate about the amount of crap important household items we have, and it took the movers 12 hours to load and unload everything. It rained the entire time they were unloading.

Also, they couldn’t fit everything in their truckS (!!!) so the next day My Chemical Romance had to rent a uhaul and return to our old house, then come back. He paid some Craigslist people to help him load up and I wish we had done that from the beginning, because the movers were so awful.

Moral of the story: have a moving company come to your house and give you a quote before promising they can do a job for a low price :X

But we live in paradise now. On a golf course! On almost two acres!

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Unlike in Cary, our neighbors are all older, retired folks. But I think they’ll get a kick out of a young family in the ‘hood.

One neighbor brought us homemade oatmeal raisin cookies. Another neighbor helped unload the 125 gal fish tank. And another neighbor brought us a case of Kleenex.

Um…? It is kind of pollen-y here.

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This was in the garage.

The family who owns the house left us lots of furniture and other items, like a weed wacker and kitchen chairs and plenty of extra light bulbs.

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The house is so big. I love it! I seriously feel like I’m living in a castle. I still have to figure out my hacks — the house is a little quirky, like it doesn’t have a garbage disposal and the kitchen pantry is small. But I think we’ll love it here.

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Especially when I get done unpacking!

What we did all week

It’s spring in North Carolina! Suddenly it’s 80*. We went to the park

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I got a pic of all five kids (in chronological order, no less!)

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We went to free cone day at Ben and Jerry’s.

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My friend Lady Beaver came to Raleigh, and we took all the kids to Marbles

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Also to the history museum *** this was totally legal, based on the sign***

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Everyone was killed by a cannon

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But back to the giant canoe

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Then my friend’s daughter met Splash and Summer

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The day was awesome til Cousin It decided to wash her hair while I was in the bathroom

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Screaming ensued, ending our day like many.

Thursday I ignored all things Paleo so we could celebrate National Grilled Cheese Day with this recipe for Sage Fontina Grilled Cheese.

This weekend we’re packing!

Moving to the Country #movingtothecountry #countryliving

Things change fast. It seems like yesterday, I lived in San Diego and Animal and Mineral looked like this

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And now we’re moving to a country estate in North Carolina and they look like this

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It happened fast. I was browsing zillow, a real estate site, looking for rental houses anywhere but here, and I came across a really amazing house in the country, over an hour from here (but closer to My Chemical Romance’s work). Also, it was huge, and on land.

I called the rental agent immediately, we saw it the next day and I could not say no. Because, huge. And because, downstairs master bedroom. And because, moving an hour away, I will no longer have to wear this in public

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Though getting paid to dance on an intersection isn’t a bad gig!

We’re moving next month. I despair of leaving my proximity to Whole Foods Trader Joe’s everywhere, but I’m excited for this new adventure.

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And another thing: My mom has breast cancer #breastcancer #doublemastectomy #mammogram

I wasn’t trying to compete with my mom when I had Denton the Stenton placed on Tuesday, because she would win: She had a double mastectomy.

My mom told me at the beginning of this year that she has breast cancer. My mom, who regularly consumes salad, fruits and veggies, and usually weighs less than me — who does water aerobics and walks a golf course 3x/week, and keeps her brain sharp as a professional card player — has breast cancer.

What the fuck?!?!?

It makes no sense to me that my otherwise healthy and fit mom has freaking cancer.

Luckily my mom doesn’t care about all the feelings and her response was, “Shit happens. I’ll be fine.”

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And she’s fine, albeit breastless. She had some drama immediately after the surgery — double mast plus expanders for an eventual reconstruction — a nasty reaction to the anesthesia had her puking the first night. After that she was okay. Her chest was sore, but within four days she could lift one arm, and now she can lift both. She’s off the hardcore painkillers. She’s happily ensconced on a recliner with Audible on her iPad, grateful not just for the flowers but for the CHOCOLATES people sent with get-well notes.

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The cancer was discovered after a routine mammogram. Please get one!

Post operatively my mom learned the tumors had clean/clear margins and her lymph nodes are cancer-free. She might not even need radiation!

Here we are FaceTime ing

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Quiet Week #weekinreview

Well it’s never QUIET around here, but it’s been less-than-crazy. Maybe because it’s kind of cold outside now, like a real winter, and I don’t want to run around like a chicken? Global Warming is crazy, y’all.

Actually I think the main difference is that this week was a little more scheduled than usual, so that helped keep things from going the usual bat-shit insane.

Animal and Mineral came back from visiting my parents. They had an awesome time, and I loved a break with “only” three kids! (Srsly. It makes a huge difference.) Then they turned ten. I can’t freaking believe that.

I want to re-do this picture with them as 10yos

Oh, we were all young and tired.

Oh, we were all young and tired.

Update on being Paleo (although we do have a little dairy, so that makes us more Primal, but the dairy we use is goat milk, so that makes us Primal + Casein-Free) it was really difficult at first, especially on the kids. Now we’re all getting more used to it. It’s been over a week and they’ve stopped begging for bread. In related news, I haven’t been this weight before my pregnancy with Cousin It. Wednesday I bought a pair of size six skinny jeans.

Right now we’re also going shoe-free inside the house. (Animal: WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS CHANGING THE RULES ON US?!?!?!) It started because I usually wear my Toms at work, but then my feet hurt. Last week I wore my Keens (the winter boots that Prom Queen say make it look like humpback whales are biting my feet) and my feet didn’t hurt at all. So I started looking up shoes that are comfy for long days of standing, it somehow linked an article about barefoot shoes and then hours later, down the rabbit hole that is looking up shit on the interwebz, I found myself reading about the benefits of not wearing shoes in the house. (This is why, upon my death, I have strict instructions that my browser history on all my devices be cleared IMMEDIATELY. Preferably by a professional.)

The offending boots.

The offending boots.

Aren't my "friends" great?!?!?

Aren’t my “friends” great?!?!?

So I found a lovely bench with storage on Craigslist, and now we have a shoe-free house. I’m mostly hoping that there will be less dirt for me the kids to sweep.

Dreams Come True #dreamcometrue #kindle #paperwhite

Animal and Mineral’s birthday is on Friday. I received an email from Amazon this morning with the subject “Happy  Birthday,” and I assumed it was for them. A gift from a relative because even though they’re going to be 10, they are way behind other 10-year-olds and don’t have email addresses. Nor do they have cell phones.

But! No! I read the email and it said, Happy early Birthday love mom and it was for a KINDLE PAPERWHITE.

(engadget.com)

(engadget.com)

Oh my GOD, you guys! My birthday isn’t even until MAY!

And what is a Kindle Paperwhite, you may ask? Let me tell you!

It’s a dedicated reader — not a tablet, not like a Fire or iPad — and it’s backlit. It’s back-lit! You can read in the dark, without a light shining on! It has 221ppi which allegedly means something about pixels! You can choose from six fonts! It’s a touch-pad!

I am so freaking excited. SO EXCITED. I’m having a hard time not using shouty-caps for everything! I cannot wait to read on it! I seriously think it may improve the state of my marriage, since My Chemical Romance likes to go to bed at 9pm and I like to go to bed at 12am 1am 2am 11pm after reading with the light on.

Also, remember my Vision Board Affirmation Board for 2013? A Kindle was totally on it and it’s only January 23 and I’ve already received it! I can’t wait for all of my other dreams to come true!

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Cousin It’s First Haircut #firsthaircut #haircut

I went to Charlotte last week, to visit my SKINNY bff (grain free), and took Cousin It for her first official haircut. I’d post a million pics, but she just sat there watching Mickey Mouse for the entire 15 minutes it took. Every pic looks like this

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Also, I didn’t have much taken off. This is the final look

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As a mom, there are two things I don’t do: bangs (aka “fringe”) and tights. I do leggings. I do short haircuts. About once a month, the boys shave each others’ heads using a #2 blade with an electric razor.

My Chemical Romance allegedly missed us terribly while we were gone.

I miss living in Charlotte.

Wordless Wednesday: Christmas #wordlesswednesday #christmas

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Wordless Wednesday: Toddler

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Stages of the Flu

Monday morning: My nose is running like crazy. Must be global warming — allergies in December!

Monday afternoon: Global warming, my ass! It’s freezing today. I think I’ll go put on a hooded sweatshirt and flannel pajama pants. And thick socks.

Monday evening: Shivering violently in bed. Why is death so tortuously slow? I already have rigor mortis from keeping my body in the fetal position to conserve body heat.

Tuesday morning: My head! My brain is on fire! My face is sweating! My teeth are chattering! I may have wet the bed!

Tuesday afternoon: “Please, everyone on Facebook and Twitter, get the flu shot right fucking now. You’ll thank me later but right now, just go! PLEASE! DO NOT LET ME DIE IN VAIN! SAVE YOURSELVES!”

Tuesday evening: “Children, I have asked your father to make sure that you brush your teeth once a week, and clip your fingernails at least once a month. Remember, I will always be watching you, and I will never approve of your relationships, so don’t even bother.”

Wednesday morning: Wow. I smell bad. Time to let the kids watch 8 uninterrupted hours of Netflix while I sleep more — after taking a shower.

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