Category Archives: Family matters

In which we discuss matters of the family.

Taking a little time for meme

Sandi tagged me to do a meme. It was actually be two memes, but I’m going to combine them.

Five things 25-year-old Nichole didn’t see coming

  • Having two children over a 2-year, 4-month span. I’d always imagined having two kids, but not so close together.
  • Rockford not working in a lab.
  • Planning to move to Holland.
  • Changing that plan.
  • My blog reading and writing habit.

Five things I was doing 10 years ago

  • Dating Rockford (and most likely pestering him to propose).
  • Working at a Hampton Inn housing lots of FBI agents. It was surreal to see so many guns in the lobby.
  • Driving a red ’92 Chevy Cavalier, which we sold two years later to fund our move to Missouri.
  • Going to class. I don’t remember which classes I was taking in 1998, but I’m willing to bet there was at least one writing class.
  • Falling for Mac.

Five things on my to-do list today

  • Make dinner.
  • Hem Poppy’s new curtains.
  • Pester Rockford until he puts up the curtain rod in P’s room (some things never change).
  • Clean the bathroom. (Also on yesterday’s list.)
  • Watch “Lost.”

Five things I will do when I am a millionaire

  • Pay off our debts.
  • Shower my loved ones with fancy gifts.
  • Buy a house.
  • Bury whatever’s left in a jar in the backyard. (Or put it in a savings account.)
  • Hire a personal trainer.

Five things I will never wear again

  • A marching band uniform.
  • A tennis skirt.
  • Tight-rolled jeans.
  • A Desert Storm t-shirt.
  • Debbie Gibson’s Electric Youth

Five of my favorite toys

Five banes of my existence

  • My metabolism.
  • On a related note, my sustained levels of chunkitude.
  • Cleaning the bathroom.
  • Driving.
  • The Affleck.

I tag these five poor, unsuspecting people

Fashionista

When she’s so inclined, I let Poppy choose her outfits. Today she wanted to wear a dress, so I opened the closet doors and pointed her toward them. She pushed her way to the very back and found her Halloween costume.

I pulled it over her head and straightened out the massive skirt. When I was finished, she said: “And now you are a princess.” Then she hopped on her trusty steed and rode off into the sunset living room.

Spitting image

Little Poppy, I’ve heard, looks a lot like her mother. Rockford calls her “Little Mommy,” and I call her Mini-Me.

After receiving this picture from Rockford’s mom, I’d say we’ve created a Mini-Rockford, too. I can’t tell you how many times a day I see that expression on Pete’s face.