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IG’ing My Way Through the Weekend

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I don’t have a typical Sensational Sunday post today because we decided to visit my parents to see my step dad and for Little Bean’s birthday.

Honestly, I checked out for 2 days and it was nice. I didn’t worry about what I ate. I didn’t workout. I didn’t even work! (Note: I’m ALWAYS working.) In an attempt to be completely transparent, my laptop has been acting up so even though I brought it, I wasn’t able to anyway. I didn’t even use my camera all weekend!

All I did was share some fun photos on Instagram (IG), which I love to do. I find it fun and creative. It’s almost a completely different kind of outlet for me. I can’t describe it but there are just times I feel compelled to share what I see (or did, or cooked, or what my kids did, lol) on IG.

What can I say, I’m photo centric and I love that I can share so much just with my phone’s camera.

Yesterday Mom and I decided to take the kids to Chuck E. Cheese with bad pizza for lunch and all. The kids loved it and, being a big kid myself, I’m not that bothered by the craziness there. We played air hockey, basketball, skee ball and my favorite, watched the kids on the virtual roller coaster-like simulation ride…

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I called that one The Chuck E. Cheese trance. Little Bean is obsessed with this “ride.”  It’s the first thing he runs to besides the jungle gym.

When we left there was a spat of toddler drama.

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I called this one: Terrible 3’s starting 2 days early.  Little Bean’s third birthday is tomorrow and it has already begun. I don’t know who came up with the “Terrible 2’s” concept but I think they had it all wrong. The 2’s are a cake walk compared to the 3’s. This is simultaneously my least favorite and most favorite age. Everything that comes out of his mouth is absolutely adorable unless it isn’t and I want to wring his little neck.

I’m sure I’m not alone in this parenting quandary.

At Mom’s house I uncovered my old stereo system and fell back in love.

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I posted Mom still had my old radio! Totally reclaiming! And I meant it despite The Husband’s dismay. I have so many awesome old records from my dad’s collection and I think it will be a great learning experience for my kids to be around some old technology. You should have seen the 8-year-old’s eyes when I told him this is pretty much what the iPod replaced. All he said was, “It’s so big!”  lol

Later that afternoon we walked to dinner to see all the changes to my home town. Pittston has been really cleaning itself up the past two years and Main Street looked gorgeous!

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Pittson, PA, calls itself The Quality Tomato Capital of the World, hence the painting.

Like most of NEPA, Pittston is an old coal town and I love they included murals like this as part of the revitalization project.

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The 8-year-old’s favorite piece was the giant tomato.

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We had a great dinner at a new Japanese restaurant and then walked home. Once the kids went to bed The Husband and I decided to head back out to a new bar just off Main Street. Well, new to us — we haven’t been home in a while!

We enjoyed a few local beers and shared an appetizer.

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On the walk back, The Husband, in true husband form, couldn’t stop talking about how the lights looked like they were wearing thongs. So I simply titled this photo, #thonglights

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WHICH we discovered has been used as a hash tag before (I love social media!) but we both decided our photo was by far the best example of #thonglights out there to date.

This morning I woke up and had breakfast with the kids. To much excitement The-8-year-old discovered a quad mini wheat. He immediately said, “You have to take a picture of this!

That’s when I realized I created a monster.

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After lunch with my parents we headed back on the road for home. Thankfully Mom gave the will-be-3-year-old-tomorrow a Blue’s Clues microphone.

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I don’t know HOW we would have had a peaceful ride without it. (Of course, I’m being sarcastic.) If I hear “We just figured out Blue’s Clues… We just figured out Blue’s Clues… Because we’re really smart!” one more time my head may explode. I did tell you it was a 3-and-a-half hour ride, right?

I’m only partially kidding. The kids were actually really good on the ride.

Anyway, we made it home and I gave in to The Husband’s request to order pizza. It’s the last thing I needed to eat after my weekend of indulgences but I had no energy to argue or make something.

I can’t lie, there was a tinge of, “I might as well because the weekend was a disaster.” but it was more of a “So What.

Sometimes you just need to be without guilt or bargains or fear or stress.

Hope you had a great weekend! Stop back tomorrow night, I may be announcing a new fun challenge with the AHA!



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    Georgia Reed

    March 16, 2014

    This makes me feel so much better! Just tonight we had an ‘almost three’ fit. My husband and I were just going over the play by play of it. *sigh* And last week we were twelve hours in the car and she talked non stop… She sang, “We are friends… y’all are friends…” for over an hour. No other words.. just those… I’m not kidding… Cutest and craziest stage all at once.

    Lesley

    March 16, 2014

    I agree about age three being the worst. With both of my kids two was a breeze, but three was very trying. I am slowly learning to accept that there are times in life when its okay to forget about working out or what goes into my mouth. I can’t believe little bean is going to be three already!

    nora

    March 18, 2014

    I agree – the 3 is definitely harder than 2. Oh, I can’t tell you how many hours I spent taping songs off the radio and making the perfect mixtape on my two-cassette boom box! My kids will never know this!!

    Erin

    March 18, 2014

    That IPA made me drool!