Sometimes, my ovaries go into overdrive…

…and 10 times out of 10, like most women I know, there is a baby in the vicinity when it happens.

This past week Heuer and I got a chance to spend a little time in New York, where we bonded with some fellow SMCers, loved on friends and spent some time with ‘family’ – namely, my dear friend Jenn, her husband and her beautiful baby boy, CJ.

Baby CJ - 22

Most days I can’t imagine trying to have a family with the crazy/busy life Heuer and I lead. Then again, most days I can’t imagine NOT trying to have a family. Of course the odds are against me – I am an old bitty and I am way, way, way overweight. Two things that factor ‘negative’ into the mix. Now, I am not stressing over it as Heuer and I have always said if it happens it happens. No bullshit here. Not trying to prevent pregnancy, but not trying to plant a seed either. We live our lives happily and be happy with the lives we have.

In the meantime, it simply means I get to gush over other people’s babies – spoiling them rotten and then giving them back to their parents to handle. 🙂 And that CJ, man – he is a cutey patootie. I shall be spoiling that kid for years to come…

Sometimes…the girl in me pops her head out

The week after Heuer and I got married, I went into Michaels craft store and dropped over $300 on scrap booking supplies. Now, mind you…I am not a scrap booker…but, I thought with my newly married status this DIYer should try something ‘domestically based’ that did not involve a Makita drill (my favorite toy of all time).

Fast forward to one year and almost two months later…the three bags of supplies are still tucked nicely away in the closet (untouched).

Needless to say, this project fell by the wayside.

So the other night I found myself flipping channels late at night trying to find something of interest on TV. Lo and behold, I came across craft TV and they were demoing the Cricut, a handy dandy do everything you ever need to do scrap booking wonder tool. The girl in me was glued to the screen. The next thing I knew, I was on the phone ready to hand over $50 so I could finally connect with my inner paper layer outer.

Cricut portable cutting machine

As I was reading the last four digits of my credit card to the operator, I was struck with the realization that the odds were high this Cricut wonder tool would join the untouched bags of paper in the closet, only to be sold in a garage sale in three years after I finally admit I am just not ‘one of those girlie scrap booking girls’.

So after an apology for ‘wasting their time’ I hung up the phone, and turned off the TV.

I did keep their number though. I figure if I still want the darn thing in three months, then I should spend the money and hopefully I will use it. If not, then the next thing to do is getting rid of all the paper supplies collecting dust in the closet.