Entries from November 4, 2007 - November 10, 2007
THE Mommy
I used to be an event coordinator in my pre-Mommy days. I was unattached and free to travel the world at a moment’s notice. It was pre-9/11 and I had zero anxiety about flying. I would stay at the best hotels and schmooze, schmooze, schmooze. *Sigh* those were the days. Long ago, I accepted that fact that those days were O-ver and that I traded them in for being CEO of Our Household while making a little cash on the side being a work-from-home, pajama-wearing Internet Researcher (yep, my actual title) for a start up company. I'm not complaining (much) about my current gig, I've got it good...really...but sometimes I miss who I used to be.
Well, guess what?! I’m about to dust off my suitcase and trade in my pjs for business casual attire….
I’m headed to Vegas, baby! To a little Expo called Blog World. Heard of it?! Literally just found out this morning that we’re setting up a booth and I get to go. I leave in less than 24 hours!
It’s going to be a total whirl wind adventure. I arrive incredibly late tomorrow evening, will be working at the booth all day Thursday and Friday, and have to catch a red-eye back on Friday night. Despite the possibility for getting zero sleep, I am very excited to:
* have adult conversations…for 2 entire days
* read a book on the airplane…something that doesn’t have a Princess main character and/or also come as a “board book”
* OH, and I get to sleep in a hotel room…ALL BY MYSELF!!!!
Sooo, I spent the day purchasing a few new clothing items because I don’t really have much left that fits from back then. Two kids can ruin a size 4-6 body. It’ll take me all day tomorrow to pack and get things organized enough to leave the kids for a couple of days. But the whole sleeping without kids and dogs and a snoring husband makes it SOOO worth it.
If for some reason you will be there too, drop me an email: themommy@mommycosm.com. If you are a regular reader and/or don’t seem like a stalker, I might send you my real name and where I will be.
I’m not sure if I’ll be able to get online, so I’m not real sure if I’ll be able to post while on the road. Good thing I didn’t do the whole NaBloPoMo thing. I’d be hating life right now!
I’m leaving on a jet plane…don’t know when I’ll be back again… Crap! Those are the only words I know to the song!
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I never put up the No Solicitors sign I threatened to buy a few weeks ago. Actually, I never even bought one. THE Daddy mentioned that he had some at work that he would bring home, but hasn’t yet. Damn him for being a slacker!
Thanks to his slackage, we were visited by our local Jehovahs last night. I typically don’t mind them...they’re pretty harmless and not very pushy…unlike those two Mormon guys who wouldn’t take the hint. At least I had a bra on this time. Anyhow, the Jehovahs drop off a magazine. I usually stick the magazines in the bathroom. It makes good reading while you’re dropping some kids off at the pool *wink, wink*.
Apparently my usual Jehovah has moved. Bummer, I actually liked her. This new girl isn’t going to get very far with me. Besides the fact that I’ve decided to be a heathen after attending 12 years of Catholic School, I’m a little put off by her approach. Their big question this time around is “Can You Trust the Bible?” Now, that’s a very intelligent question, one to which I myself find myself answering “Hell, no.” Don’t get me started…I think it has a lot of inspirational stories and whatnot, but ultimately it was written by man. I don’t want to start a religious debate here, because that’s not the reason for this post. We can further delve into my heatheness later. Bear with me, I swear I’m getting to the good part here.
You see, the new girl showed me the magazine with the BIG “Can You Trust the Bible?” question on it and then proceeded to show me the scripture IN THE BIBLE that says that the BIBLE is the word of God…blah, blah, blah…therefore, you can trust the BIBLE. Now, I did leave college just a few classes shy of my degree (literally a few, 3 I think, long story). However, if you are questioning a book’s legitimacy, isn’t it a bit faux pas to cite said book as the source verifying its very legitimacy?!? Huh??? Besides STUPID, there has to be a word/term for that...is it a circular reference or something? Help me out here.
I was instantly drawn to Heather of Queen of Shake-Shake when I read her profile:
A thirtysomething year old gal trying to hug some trees without spilling her drink…
Brilliant! Sounds like my kind of person. Then I read a little more and saw that she is the #1 skid mark Authori-tay. I was hooked.
I’ve been a regular reader for a while now. I’ll admit, sometimes I just lurk. But she usually manages to make me giggle.
Her latest post just proved to me why she is THE QUEEN:
You know that whole NaBloPoMo cult…we’ll she not only chose NOT to drink the cool aid, but she decided to mix a batch of her own, add some lime and shake-shake the hell out of it.
Check out this blog bling:
Thank you, thank you, thank you Heather! You are SO not alone. I usually don’t drink other people’s cool aid either…but I will certainly drink your version.
Are you part of the NaBloPoMo Cult? I noticed today, um, merely the 5th day of the month, that a number of you have already FAILED. Guess what, I knew that I couldn’t possibly post every day for a month…and the reality is that most of us within the whole Parenting Continent of the Blogosphere would find posting daily impossible. Life happens. Poop happens. The flu happens. I'm not one to set myself up for failure. SO, I took the weekend off…because I wanted to…and I could…so I did. Na, na.
Here’s the code if you want Heather to Shake-Shake your cool aid:
<a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/heather720/blog/225.jpg" border="0" alt="Like you want to read my drivel every day?"></a>
Good News:
I got to watch the ENTIRE Patriots Game without interruption yesterday. And what a great game it was! The Patriots remain undefeated…and even better, the Colts lost…nah, nah. Hey, I never claimed to be the mature one .
Bad News:
You didn’t think I’d be able to sit and watch football for about 3 ½ hours uninterrupted without having to PAY, did you?! Of course not. BamBam was on top of me the whole time…a puddle…he had a fever of 103.
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For the record, Peyton Manning bothers me…more like he gives me the “ick”. This has nothing to do with the fact that he is quarterback for the Colts and they are the Patriot’s Rival Team…really, nothing to do with it. The ick started WAY, WAY before. I have yet to put my finger on exactly why he bothers me so much. Isn’t it weird to have such strong feelings against someone you’ve never met? I’m not usually that judgmental. But I’ve got to say it: I think the guy is dumb as rocks and speaks like he has potatoes in his mouth.
BamBam’s fever seems to be better, right around 100 this morning. He didn’t eat dinner last night, but just demanded 3 packages of oatmeal for breakfast. Needless to say, I’m keeping him home from school today. That should be a joy. Hope I don’t regret the oatmeal.
I have a ton of work to do…the kind that is time sensitive and needs to get done asap. Should be a fun, fun day!
