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How great it is to be a new mommy!

We still have a lot to go, as far as sleeping schedules and my learning to make the best use of my time, but it has been wonderful so far and I keep looking forward to what’s to come.  In the meantime, I’ll sleep when I can and hope I don’t mess up too much as a parent.

Here are some pictures I took recently of me and the boy with the laptop.

I’m crazy in love with this little boy.

PS: If I haven’t been writing lately, it’s because all my brain cells seem to have gone on an extended vacation and I hardly have the mental ability to function on a day-to-day basis.  Someday (maybe soon?) my brain cells will return and I’ll have something more fascinating to share.    :)


How tired is too tired?

When it’s 3:00 in the afternoon and you’re taking your break so you go to the bathroom but you happen to see a very comfortable looking chair in there so you sit in it.  Then you wake up something like 5-10 minutes later a little shocked and yet, a little refreshed.

This is how exhausted I’ve been.

I’m not eight years old.

I’m not a babysitter.

I’m not a teacher out at recess.

I don’t have young children.

I don’t have any children (yet).

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askawhizWhen I was younger we moved around a lot.  I went to three different elementary schools.  One for first grade, one for second and one for third through sixth. 

I think it was for math placement in my third school that they made me go through an oral exam.  I had to meet with someone and answer the questions he gave me in order to test my knowledge.  I was not the only one doing the test, and from the looks of the guy I was certainly not among the first few.  He looked like he could really use a cup of coffee. 

We went through the first few questions and I’m guessing I was performing in the average range, until he asked me, “What’s the opposite of parallel?”

I thought a moment.  “Perpendicular.”

His hand gave way from under his head and I thought it was going to fall onto the desk.  His eyes got huge. “What did you say?”

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So try to imagine me outside my building attempting to get on a recumbant bike wearing a white long, lacy, frilly white skirt and 4-inch wedges then hiking up the skirt so it doesn’t drag on the chain (showing off waaay too much leg), then running back into the building to remove the white frilly skirt to reveal the husband’s boxers which I wore under the skirt just in case (I never thought this would be the case!) which thankfully looked like regular shorts, but once I got on the bike (still wearing the wedges, mind you) the boxers would fly up every few feet revealing waaaaay too much thigh. So there I was, awkwardly holding down my boxer shorts with my left hand still showing off too much leg, still in front of my building because I can’t seem to ride a bike very well with one hand and practically laying down. All this was happening as my co-workers were exiting the building. I was beet red.

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Do you ever have those days when everything you say comes out incomprehensible?

Today, as they’re walking out the door:
“Bye, Beulah, have a good day!”
Me: “Kay, thigh-ayter”


Apparently I’m having brain issues.

This morning, as I struggled to open my eyelids (heavy with sleep), my only thought was that it was rainy and gloomy and I couldn’t stay in bed. Forcing myself up I began to prepare for my bike ride into work, when my wonderful hubby came up behind me and began singing “happy birthday.” I had forgotten my own birthday. This has never happened before (that I’m aware of, but then again my memory is as sharp as a bird’s) and was an indicator of what the rest of my day would be like.

Begrudgingly I went through my routine, knowing I’d be late. I couldn’t find a pair of pants that fit and were clean, and had to look through the stack of clean clothes sitting in the laundry basket in the living room. (Mental note: put away clean clothes.) Then, I couldn’t get in the bathroom because hubby was in there. Later, I was preparing my Reliv Shake when I looked outside and saw the clothes on the line getting wet. It was raining. On my birthday. And I was already late. I put on my flip-flops, even though I was wearing socks (I wondered how geishas could do it; it’s so uncomfortable!) and ran out in the drizzle to rescue my clothes.

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Whenever I lift the cat she likes to stretch out her toes very wide. I followed in her footsteps for the picture.

Cat's Wide Toes

Last Sunday while Dan and I were having brunch in some restaurant near Portland, I accidentally walked in on an older lady (in her 70s) as she was wiping herself on the toilet. I got a full rear-view and it was very disturbing. If this has happened to any of you, you’ll understand how completely shocking and embarrassing it really was.

Please, please… always remember to knock, even if you think it’s empty!

Tippy and I went out for a run.  I was on my bike and she was leashed.  We didn’t go far past our building when another dog saw Tippy and went running after her. I saw the dog coming so I sped up on the bike. The dog caught up to Tippy (who had slowed down to see what this dog wanted) and bit her tail at which point Tippy stopped running altogether. The leash ran out in the retractable and as I was still going fast on the bike I ended up getting jerked by the leash and flying out of my bike onto the sidewalk. The dog’s owner ran across the street to pick up her evil dog while a young couple who had been watching the events unfold ran to me to see if I was dead or okay.

Apparently it looked as if I had landed on my head although in fact I had landed on my knee & bike. I was shaken but my first concern was to see if Tippy had been bitten by the evil dog. I don’t know why I was so concerned with her when Tippy had taken on a big Husky in the past among other dogs. I didn’t feel any bones were broken, but I was still full of adrenaline and so although shaken didn’t feel much pain.

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