Real Irresponsible

To: realsimpleonline@customersvc.com

A recent blog entry on simply stated featured pacifiers with rhinestones on them.
http://simplystated.realsimple.com/celebrations/2008/03/hip-modern-baby.html
These pacifiers have been recalled by the U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission, and it seems irresponsible of Real Simple not to mention this in the blog entry, where you ought to emphasize that the pacifiers should be for decoration only.
http://www.cpsc.gov/cpscpub/prerel/prhtml07/07254.html

Moreover, on Friday afternoon, 3/28, I left a comment on the blog post explaining the recall, and this comment has not been posted to the blog. I understand that comments are reviewed before being posted, but I would expect that even if Real Simple chose not to post my comment, that you would at least update or modify the post to reflect the recall issue. While initially not mentioning the recall could be simple ignorance, suppressing information regarding the recall is at best selfish.

Q&A

Q: What do you get when a baby vomits up spit-up mixed with phlegm?


A: I don't know but it's all over my pajama top and pooling in my bra.


Happy Holidays and a Merry New Year!!

NoMoPoNoMo

Ugh - I am so glad this is the end of NaBloPoMo. In generating a post for every day of the month, I learned a few things.

While it's nice to actually write the posts that I regularly concoct in my head during the day, it's way more time than I'd like to spend to get it all written down. I know it doesn't take that long, but it does take doing. I'd rather spend that time doing something else.

One thing I've noticed is that the time and energy I spent on the posts ended up taking up the time I used to spend uploading, editing, and posting photos on flickr. I'm way behind on my photos, and I think it's because the blog posting cannibalized the time.

I think I'm going to return to the way things were. I look forward to going back to flickr as my go-to day-to-day posting place, but I'm glad I have this blog around for the occasional musing or aside.

Oatmeal!

Hey, Belle, aren't you excited? We're going to have oatmeal this morning! Yes, that's right! Oatmeal! It's something new; you've only had rice cereal until now, but now we're going to try this oatmeal cereal. Isn't that exciting? Yeah? Look at that smile, I can tell you're excited! Hooray for oatmeal! Hooray! here we go! Stirring it up in the bowl with the spoon! Mmmmm, doesn't this look good? It looks good to Mommy, yes it does. Hooray! Oatmeal! Oatmeal for Bella-boo! Yum yum, are you ready? Mmmm, that's so yummy. Ooops, got a little on your chin, that's okay, that's why we have a bib on. Yum yum yum you eat it right up. ...Mommy got distracted for a moment there, but I can see from how you're flapping your arms and hitting the tray that you're impatient for more food. More food! So yummy! You love this oatmeal! Oop - don't spit it out, it goes in, not out. Yeah, just like that, you've got it! Yummy oatmeal for breakfast! Numnumnum! Ooooh, you want to hold the spoon? You want to feed yourself? Oh, you want to play with the spoon? That's nice! Nice spoon. Yes, it goes right in your mouth, just like that. Yum! Oh, no, that end is the end for holding. That end is not for the mouth. Not that end! Here, let Mommy help you turn it around. You want it back? No? You want more oatmeal? Yeah? Yummy! Yum yum eating oatmeal! Oh, look, all done! All done with our oatmeal now! You did such a good job eating your oatmeal, Mommy is very impressed. Hooray! Hooray for baby! Okay, let's get you out of your bib and wipe off your face and hands.
That was fun!

Eyelash Roulette

Why do I keep my Microtouch Trimmer right next to my mascara? Every morning, I have to be careful not to accidently take OFF my eyelashes when I mean to put them on. One of these days, there will be a horrible accident. Maybe I should move the trimmer.

Hey, Aunt Flo! Long time no!

It's been over a year, and I am like a 12-year-old again.
I cannot seem to grasp the most crucial element - timing.
Oh, the wardrobe malfunctions.
Aren't you so glad I'm sharing?

Goldilocks and the Three Beds

The bed at my in-laws is too firm.

The bed at my parents is too soft.

When I crawled into my own bed last night, I was happy to discover that it is juuuuuuust right.