Bad, bad blogger

Over two months with no post, I have been very bad! I must say the elections and holidays just consumed me, and then it felt like homework to have to come write a post so I just kept putting it off....

But I'm baaaaaaaaack! And I have some things to talk about! Wyatt turned 2 years old yesterday, I simply cannot believe it. He is talking constantly, although I have no idea what he is saying 75% of the time. Eh, I guess we'll figure it out. In other riveting Wyatt news, he has moved into the BIG BOY BED! And with very little fanfare I might add. I thought it would be a torturous, sleep depriving, pull your hair out type of transition but it went rather smoothly. A little crying, a little banging at the door and then he crawled right back in the bed and passed out. Who knew? I hope potty training is that easy, but considering the number of times he has peed and pooped on the floor in the last week and half that is likely a pipe dream.

I am working on a "therapy" post that should be up within the next week. That's my current homework assignment. Once I get that one out we should be back on track.

And now, it is bedtime for me! Good night all.

Because everyone has the right to be awesome.

I got these from Looky, Daddy. I simply cannot decide which one I love more, so I'm going to post them here and think about it. I'm also contemplating sending him a wedding picture....

Check out his blog for some info on Prop 8 and ways to donate. Unless you are morally opposed to gay marriage and think all of the American infrastructure will collapse and everyone will be living in dens of sin and Armageddon will be nigh if that happens. Then, just don't read my blog anymore....;)


Now is the time to donate. Let your support be known.


Now is the time to donate. Let your support be known.

Caption this!

This is probably going to backfire, because I'm pretty sure I do not have enough readers for it to work....but this picture needs a caption. Seriously.



So come one, come all...two of you. Give me a witty caption! If you occasionally lurk now is your chance! I fixed the settings so you can comment without an account.

Ok, I guess I should go back to listening in class. She appears to be talking about something important. Oops! Did I say that out loud?

Wordless Wednesday: Cute heads!!

Election Coverage

Forget CNN, MSNBC....even Fox news. All I need to know is at 7-election! I stumbled into the Sev one morning in desperate need of coffee, and after I had filled my cup with the nectar of the gods I glanced over a saw a blue OBAMA cup! I was so excited I had to dump my coffee into the new cup so I could have one. I arrived at work happy and chipper, showing off my cup to all who would pay attention to me.

Then I realized that not only did they have these cups but each time you buy one it registers as a vote for that candidate. The first time I checked McCain had about 5 states. Now he's got 3 I think. I love it! AND according to 7-11, Obama will take Virginia. If that happens I will do a jig. Of course, my co-worker pointed out that the reason that Obama has so many states is probably because all of the McCain coffee drinkers are at Starbucks. Hmm. Good point.

So this is what it takes....

...to get me off my lazy butt and post! I've been TAGGED! Hooray!! I feel like a real blogger now. And I have COMMENTS on my last post! Maybe I should get robbed more often! I'm gonna leave my car unlocked tonight baby!

Anyway, Lisa over at Diapers and Wine (which is absolutely hysterical and you should totally read it.) tagged me for sixth of the sixth. Basically you take the sixth photo from your sixth album and give a brief history of what was happening in said photo. I'm slightly disappointed that mine is so boring, but determined to stick to the rules. (jumping up and down and squealing like a school girl "I've been tagged!")



This dull little number was taken back in June when Chris and I went on our very first two day trip away from Wyatt. So the trip was significant....I think it might have even been my first or second post? Anyway, we took the scenic route to Shepherdstown, WV and stopped in Loudon County at Doukenie Winery . It was blazin' hot, but the wine was good and the scenery was beautiful.

Wait...how many people am I supposed to tag? Lisa tagged 4, but 6 seems to be the important number...but do I have six blogs to tag? No...not really. Ok, I'll do 4. Whew. And I SWEAR there will be another post within a day...one with actual pictures and events.

I tag....

And Babies Make Five

Storc Online

Courtneyology101

Sweetened Taters

Violated

I don't think I'm a great person. Usually I'm not that fond of myself. I have a lot of faults. I leave lights on, I'm kind of selfish sometimes, ok alot of the time. I react irrationally to things that bug me and then later feel really guilty about it. I don't recycle much, and sometimes I screen the caller ID when my family calls.

One thing though. One thing I do is trust people. I like people. Even the ones I don't like, I kind of secretly like because I don't like them and that's fascinating. I give everyone the benefit of the doubt, I give them second chances, third chances. I talk a big game if someone pisses me off, but the instant they show any remorse I'm the one apologizing. So when I truly have to face that someone has done something completely and totally wrong, it gets to me-big time.

Without going into major details, I was stolen from this week. Someone who I trusted, let someone who she trusted into my house and subsequently I lost $145.50 plus 6 overdraft fees. I know-it is a strange amount, I'm still figuring that one out. Apparently those type of amounts are supposed to throw you off from realizing you've been robbed. You just think that it is one of your bills. Ah, the life of petty crime. Well these dummies picked the wrong person to work that one on, for sure. I didn't just miss the fact that $145.50 went missing from my account, because it also OVERDREW ME!

So how come I spent about 10 minutes staring at the scanned image of the check on my computer screen, knowing that it wasn't my signature, and yet desperately trying to figure out a way that it made sense without acknowledging that someone was really in my house, and really saw my checkbook lying there, and really and truly went through it, took one out of the middle and went on their merry way?

I hate it when this kind of shit happens. Now I have to start mistrusting everyone, and locking the door. I HATE locking the door. In a couple of weeks though I'm sure I'll find some way to blame it on myself, and I'll start the whole process over again.

Oh well. I guess I'd rather have the occasional inconvenience and live my life believing in basic human goodness than running around being bitter and cynical all the time.