Random thoughts

Yesterday baby Doodle and I went to see The Break Up with Vince Vaughn who I love and Jennifer Aniston who Mr. Doodlebug loves. It was Reel Moms movie day at a theater in Cherry Hill. The movie itself was okay -- most of the best scenes are in the trailor -- but the fun of actually going to the movies was great.

I never thought I would be one of those people who buys personalized cups and towels and other items of which most people have too many, but I purchased my in-laws mugs with BD's picture on them for their birthdays which are two days apart and coming up at then end of the week. They came in the mail yesterday and I actually think BD's grandparents are going to love them. I mean who wouldn't want to see BD's beautiful face staring at them when their drinking their morning coffee? Now we have to think about Father's Day presents.

Mr. Doodlebug is looking for a new job. One that doesn't pay as much as his current job. Last night on his way home from work he figured out how much we spend a year to live. I haven't done that in a long time and Mr. D never had. It was startling to see that so much of our money is spent on "necessities". It's amazing how much is spent on bills (electricity, gas, mortgage, DSL, cell phones, landline, and the list goes on). Now that we have a third member of the family things might be a little tight around here for a while. But the money doesn't matter as long as we can afford to live in our newly purchased house. I want Mr. D to be happy. He spends the vast majority of his days at the office and if being at the office makes him miserable then I want him to escape and find a job that he won't mind going to, maybe even like going to.

I often wonder if anyone is truly happy in their jobs because so many of our friends are not, but there must be people who are happy to go to work. My brother was happy tending bar in Vermont and Nantucket. My father-in-law seems to genuinely like his job and doesn't care that it takes him 2 hours to get there and 2 hours to get back! A few friends in DC like their jobs. I know that it is possible. I wish that Mr. D could find something that makes him happy. He deserves it. The three of us will be perfectly happy to live on less money as long as our breadwinner is happy making it.