My little apple

This week, it was proven to me that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, truly.

Anyone who knows me may understand that I have a small over confidence problem. I'm pretty sure you've never met anyone with the level of confidence I have in any number of useless topics. (SEE!)

It seems as though Helena has inherited this lovely trait of mine.

As we sat in the checkout line at Target I commented on the sound of Starbucks' brewing in the background.

"Listen Helena, it's a cappuccino maker!"

"No, no Momma that's a blow dryer."

And the look of conviction in her face was such that I needn't bother stating the facts of my case.

I think the word is payback.

Coming soon...

Here are two movies coming out this spring that I will be watching... Click on the links below to see the trailers.

Forks Over Knives

Got the Facts on Milk?

Zen House Hunting

We're selling our condo. So if you know anyone who wants to live inches from bars, steps from Wrigley Field and a stone's throw from Boy's Town (it's exactly what it sounds like it is), please let me know. But more challenging than keeping the house clean and periodically evacuating with a 2 year old, is keeping perspective on the entire situation. My ability to go from casual house hunter to obsessive home luster-after is uncanny. I find myself creating hypothetical hypothetical situations which would cause me to need 6 bedrooms and 7 bathrooms. Poor Denver. I'll tell you what I'm always telling him; I'm working on it. How does all of this fit in with my new zen diet? I think I'm actually channeling the anxiety from the anticipated move into my eating habits. And with that logic, this time next year I might be cozy'd up in a new lazy boy eating a meat-lover's pizza...maybe not.