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It’s That Time Again

25 Wednesday Sep 2013

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Agents of SHIELD, Breaking Amish, Covert Affairs, Ducky Dynasty, dvr, Elementary, Grey's Anatomy, HIMYM, Hostages, Lucky 7, Modern Family, Mountain Men, NCIS, New Girl, Sister Wives, Trophy Wife, tv

I love this time of year when all of my favorite shows start coming back on and a bunch of new shows are stretching their wings. It’s utterly ridiculous that I have 41 series set to record when they come on. R.I.D.I.C.U.L.O.U.S. Of course not all of those series are on at the same time of the year so that’s how I justify it.

I watched the first episode of a new show Hostages. It’s already sucked me in and I have no idea how the season will play out but if every episode is as good as the first one I’ll probably be as hooked on it as I was on 24 or Alias. And I was hooookuhed. Skip work and watch back to back episodes all day kind of hooked.

Here is my current weekly line up.

Monday:
How I Met Your Mother (YEAH!! We finally met The Mother)
Hostages

Tuesday:
New Girl
NCIS (cannot believe Ziva is leaving. So sad!)
Covert Affairs
Trophy Wife
Lucky 7
Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D

Wednesday:
Duck Dynasty
Modern Family

Thursday:
Grey’s Anatomy
Elementary

Sunday:
Mountain Men
Breaking Amish: LA
Sister Wives

That doesn’t include the other reality shows and cartoons that record ad naseum during the week.

How do we watch that much TV? Good question. We don’t usually, that’s why we record it. Then I do what feels like a years worth of laundry and watch everything recorded while I fold and put it all away.

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Guilty Pleasures

18 Wednesday Sep 2013

Posted by Pepper in Musings, Video

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beep song, chocolate, guilty pleasures, music, reggaeton

I have a few a lot of guilty pleasures. Some of them are truly guilty pleasures and some could be classified more as embarrassing pleasures. Or even pleasures I don’t advertise but feel neither guilt nor embarrassment over.

I take no-guilt pleasure in chocolate. A lot of people do. Nothing embarrassing about that. But every time I go to the grocery store I buy myself a candy bar and eat it on the way home so I don’t have to share with the boys. I feel a little guilty about that. To take it to the next level though I must admit that most of the time it’s not one candy bar. It’s a King Size Kit Kat and a York Peppermint Patty and a Dr. Pepper and I eat them both on the drive. Now that’s a guilty AND an embarrassing pleasure.

A pleasure that would be classified, in my mind, as neither guilty or embarrassing but not advertised would be the joy I find in listening to reggaeton. Except maybe it’s slightly embarrassing that the pasty white girl that I am rocks out to latin rap/reggae. I love it though. There used to be a good reggaeton station here in the Dallas area but it disappeared and now when I get the hankering for it I have to Google You Tube vids on my commute. I don’t actually watch the videos…I just plug in my ear buds and head bob all the way home. Which is exactly what I did yesterday. Now before you go blaming this on my Latin Lover you should know that he doesn’t particularly enjoy that type of music. He’s more of a tejano and country music lover. I developed this reggaeton love all on my own. Don’t have any idea what I’m referring to? Here is one example. Please be aware that I have no idea what’s on the video or even what the song is about since most of them are in Spanish. I just enjoy them the way I hear them.

Don Omar – Dale Don Dale

This song however I love for no other reason but because it makes me laugh every stinking time I hear it. You cannot go to any type of fiesta where they have a DJ or music going where you don’t hear this song. I WILL throw a party one day where this song will be played. It’s officially on my bucket list. I call it the “Beep Song”. Listen and you’ll see why.

Three, 3, 1+2= 4-1

11 Wednesday Sep 2013

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Jimmy, three, update

In some ways I didn’t think Jimmy would ever be 3 years old. It seemed so far off. While it’s true that time practically starts disintegrating before your eyes once you have children it seemed to slow down a little after Jimmy hit 2. It was still flying by with Joey or with my pregnancy with Lilly but I was starting to feel like Jimmy would be 2 for the rest of his life. I dreaded 3 because of the horror stories I’ve heard and couldn’t wait for it at the same time. Maybe once he hit three we could start potty training or maybe he’d grow enough to actually wear size 3T. But it finally happened. He turned 3 in the most uneventful way. He spoils me. I think your first child should always be the hellion and the reward for dealing with that insanity should be an angel-child like Jimmy. I feel incredibly blessed to have three kids that are mostly angel-children with a dab of hellion. But I worry sometimes that Jimmy is so good that he’s rocking me into a peaceful dreamlike state that Joey will be happy to kick me out of when it’s his turn.

Jimmy Playing 2

One day he was 2. And the next he was 3.

The last day of being 2!

The last day of being 2!

He is such a smart little guy. I don’t even know the number of words in his vocabulary because it seems to explode almost every day. He’s putting sentences together too! Sometimes he can be a little difficult to understand, partly because he’s using gibberish as filler and partly because his pronunciation isn’t always spot on. But he understands so much. And not only are his verbal skills really taking off but his comprehension is just astounding. Sometimes he anticipates our next move or request and does it before we ask.

Jimmy Playing 4

His hearing does seem to be remarkably selective though. He definitely thinks he knows when it’s important enough to acknowledge and when it can wait indefinitely. His opinion and my opinion on that do not line up…ever. When I call his name it’s ALWAYS important. I’m not sure if Jimmy is 3 going on 14 or if Mercedes is 14 going on 3 but they’re pretty similar in that aspect.

Jimmy Playing 3

He loves:

– Belts (as belts and as all sorts of imaginary things)
– Hats.
– Shoes
– Tractors
– Cartoons – Team Umizoomi, Dora, Bubble Guppies, Mike the Knight, Mickey Mouse and Jake and the Neverland Pirates
– Playing in the water
– Sticks

His “catchphrases”:

– “Thas okay Mommy. Thas okay. I fis it.” (with the sweetest little head bob and smile)
– “I farked!” (20,000 x’s a day)

He loves his brother and sister. He always makes sure people are quiet when Lilly is sleeping. He tells on Joey now, pushes him (he pushed him off the couch the other day!), wrestles with him, plays with him, takes toys away from him, gives him toys and randomly, out of the blue hugs and kisses him. He cried the other day when Joey got in trouble. They chase each other around the house screaming and laughing.

It’s funny how he points out that Joey has “caca” when actually HE’s the one with the poopy diaper. I think it’s definitely getting to the point where we need to potty train him. One less in diapers is going to be so awesome!

So my big boy is 3 now and 4 feels a million miles away.

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