Now that Amendment 64 passed in Colorado, which legalizes and regulates recreational marijuana, a girlfriend and I are coming up with names for our new chain of stores.
Ideas:
Suggestions?
I have been a bit, well, intrigued with election results - and there aren’t even any in yet. So I, along with the rest of y’all, will wait.
It sounds like there are some shenanigans going on (as there always are) and I hope this result isn’t marred in controversy like it has been in years past. My ultimate hope is that the winner is so clear cut everyone else will bow down and accept it and get over it. Unless, of course, the winner is Romney.
(Did you notice how yesterday I tried to be all PC and unbiased? Yeah, I thought about doing that here, too.)
In other news, I am seeing a lot of people post things they are thankful for on Facebook this month. Since my cup overfloweth, I’ve decided if I’m ever stumped for posts I will do a “gratitude” post or two. I love it when people express gratitude and appreciate what they’ve got. It makes me feel all warm and snuggly.
I hope everyone gets out and rocks the vote tomorrow (or mails their ballot, or early voted, or whatever). I think voting is so ridiculously important and I just don’t understand the people who don’t do it. I had a friend tell me this weekend he was “proud” that he’d never even registered to vote. W.T.F. Of course, he’s also from Nebraska, and things are just a leeeeeetle backwards out in dem dar parts. But still.
I am very passionate about politics and don’t understand how roughly half of the country can disagree with me. But, election after election, they do. I guess this is why we continue to do what we do - supporting, donating time and money, sharing news, educating ourselves, and most importantly, voting. I know this is a very heated year and there is a lot on the line. Please vote. Especially if you are for my guy. But even if you’re for the other guy. The system’s not perfect, but we are lucky to live in this country and this is one thing that we can do FOR our country. Just do it.
</Lecture over>
So it is 6:30 at night and I had to get myself up out of bed and travel to the living room to write this post. Yes, the clock change won.
Brady is a consistent 11-12 hour sleeper, but when one goes to bed at 6, that means up at 5. And that means up at 4:22 on the “new” time. FML.
We alternate nights and I got screwed this time around. So I’ve been up with the little man since that god-awful early time and it’s sooooooo dark out and… well… zzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Night, y’all. Even though it’s only evening.
For the past few weeks/months, we have been looking for a new house. We know generally the area we would like to be in, but finding THE HOUSE has been a chore and majorly trying on our relationship. For example, the part of the neighborhood we love is completely sold out. New houses are being built in (what we feel) is a slightly less desirable area. But there is ONE house in the area we like. However, Travis doesn’t like the exterior color. Oh, and the basement is unfinished. Because the 3,000 OTHER square feet are not enough… but I digress.
Now Travis has decided he wants a house in a TOTALLY NEW area and I screamed and pulled out a few hairs and now we are back at the drawing board. Can someone smack him over the head and tell him to buy me the house I want, please? I mean really, what’s not to love about this house? Plus, it comes with the added bonus of ALREADY BEING BUILT and we could be in by Christmas. AND it has what my in-laws call a “doobie porch” off the master bedroom. PIMP.
We had to take classes in SPIN selling at work and it is totally time I practiced my skills. Wish me luck, y’all.
(Note: I actually wrote this yesterday and published it as a PAGE not a POST so it wasn’t viewable in my feed. Duh.)
I early voted yesterday - usually, I am an in-person voter only, but I have a lot going on Tuesday and felt my vote was important in this battleground state. I am glad people are passionate about the election this year - I guess that is roughly the same every 4 years. But I sure as hell will be glad when all of this negative stuff stops being in front of my face every 36 seconds. It gets old, fast.
I won’t begin to tell you who to vote for, although I could passionately talk your ear off about it for hours, but please just go VOTE. Especially if it is for the guy I want to win 
Ok, I am a bit rusty so forgive me. But the good news is, I AM ALIVE! I know you were worried. What else would explain this long absence?
I’m going to give NaBloPoMo a try this year, and hopefully that will spark me to keep it up in the long term. I’ve been a bad, bad girl, and I apologize.
So, how do I sum up the last - what, year? or however long it’s been that I’ve been slacking?
Does the fact that I have a little monster who eats brain cells and loves early morning wake up calls give me any leeway?
Ok, I can’t blame this on the cute kid. I also can’t blame it on the fact that I got a big promotion at work and have high expectations now. So I will just shut my lips right now with excuses and start over new.
Hi, I’m Erin. I have a wonderful husband named Travis and a cute monster named Brady. I lived abroad a lifetime ago. Now I bust ass from dawn to dusk (and a few hours before and after) to keep things afloat. I’m learning about things like Motherhood Guilt and sippy cups.
We had a nice Halloween. Over the weekend we went to Boo at the Zoo where dumbass me decided to dress up like Elmo. I was the most POPULAR PERSON AT THE ZOO. (Except with my own son who was fascinated with the guy dressed like a bear to my right.)
(I had a nasty bout with the flu this weekend which I am using as my excuse for why I look like a 60-year old woman here. I am just all about the excuses today.)
Yesterday, apparently there was some sort of parade at Brady’s day care, which I did not know about, which I took Brady home right as it was starting, which makes me a really bad mom. He had his costume at school and everything, I just didn’t know the parade was going on until I got him. Since we live in a loft downtown with NO OTHER KIDS FOR MILES, we did not do trick or treating, and I struggled with some major guilt about depriving my child of the chance to parade through the halls of his school as a monster. Have I scarred him for life? Poor, poor child…
Again, my apologies for the dust on this blog, and for the complete randomness of my first post out of the gate. I will try to have some posts with actual TOPICS and not total random thoughts separated by paragraphs. (It is good to have goals.)
everyone else is busy posting their First Day of School pictures on Facebook and you realize HOLYSHIT, my BABY will be in one of these soon.
AGH!
For a few days I’ve been thinking about my Bucket List (mid-life crisis much?) and have decided that - even though y’all don’t give a crap - I’m going to put it down IN WRITING on the interwebs in order to hold myself to it.
A decent start. I already have so many bucket list items I’ve been able to cross off because I am one EXTREMELY FORTUNATE BADASSMOTHERFUCKER and I am completely overwhelmed and thankful for these opportunities. (A few: Visit the pyramids in Egypt, go to the Grand Canyon, live in Europe, fill up my passport, have a child, be loved.)
And, I’m back. And, I survived. AND…
Brady forgot who I was.
He and daddy were waiting at the doors when I came out of baggage claim and I got REALLY excited to see him, but he just looked at me, cocked his head, looked some more, and then there was a faint glimmer of recognition. It took him about 10 minutes of staring at me before he seemed to remember. Even as I was carrying him through the airport, he just kept looking at me with a “who is this chick and why is she HERE and not on FaceTime on daddy’s phone?”
That was not quite the welcome reception I was expecting, but I guess I had it coming.
Next up is our trip to Iowa this week for my grandpa’s 98th birthday. I wish you all a Happy Fourth of July!
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