More Adventures With Dan and Jenny

Dan and I visited the nation's capital this weekend. It was lovely until the rain came. We spent a few hours at the the Natural History Museum and then made our way over to the American History Museum. In order to do so we had to buy poncho's that cost more than my first born child; however, it was worth it to be a little bit more dry than had we not. Ironically, we have a plethora of rain coats and umbrellas at home getting no use.

Some of the highlights of our trip were Julia Child's Kitchen as well as the Dorothy's Ruby Red Slippers from The Wizard of Oz (saw them a few months back but this time I got a picture)

And a very funny story, albeit not quite as funny as the last time we went and Dan "talked" with the squirrel that attacked him, happened as follows:

A random mother and son were walking through the exhibits:

Boy: What's this?

Mom: I dunno, what does it say?

Boy: I dunno, I can't read! (With his cute speech impediment, it came out more like "I dunno, I can't weed")

So funny!

Also, we ate at the Good Stuff Eatery (http://www.goodstuffeatery.com/). Chef Spike from Season 4 of Top Chef's very own burger joint!

It was yummy and the atmosphere was what you would expect from a TV icon. I highly recommend it.

Also, we became a walking advertisement for the Smithsonian since our ponchos had it written all over it. We had about 10 or so people ask us where we got them. I am no kidding, almost everyone who past us while we were wearing them inquired. That was pretty funny.

All in all, a great time and I am so gosh darn proud I actually blogged about it!

Until next time.

Alice in Wonderland

This looks very cool. I am always so intrigued when Johnny Depp is in a new release because quite frankly, he always does a stellar job. So, enjoy this wicked awesome trailer from the new movie Alice in Wonderland:

Doppleganger

I am currently reading "The Time Traveler's Wife". It's a good read.  A long read. But a fast read. That's neither here nor there. The point of all this is to say I came across a word I had never heard or read before. 

Doppleganger.

I, of course, had to look up the definition.

Any double or look alike person. 

The word is also used to describe the sensation of having glimpsed oneself in peripheral vision, in a position where there is no chance that it could have been a reflection.

Now normally I would not care one bit about this. But it came a day or so after I had my own doppleganger experience. 

I was at work, the girls were napping. I was naturally put-zing around on the internet and glanced out the window, to see a girl loading up her Jeep. And the longer I stared at her, the more I was like, "She looks like me. That could quite possibly BE me!! Is it?"

It was a strange out of body experience. As I watched her shift various items in her Jeep, I was sitting there thinking of how this must be what I look like to other people. 

I mean we are talking about the same hair color, body type, nose, side profile, paleness, and shoulders. 

I had to get over the fact that she was sorta dressed like Princess Leia...I figured she must be dressing for some convention or something along those lines (something I would never do) but besides that, she was me!

Crazy.

Jon and Kate.

So, I swore I would not make another comment on the whole Jon and Kate fiasco of 2009; however, this recent video I found was so hilarious, I had to share it. And then this got me to thinking...so I had to share my thoughts.

I was so upset when I heard things were going awry with their marriage. It bothered me for so long and now, frankly, it's just a waste of my time. I just felt like we, as viewers, were betrayed by them. I mean, it's not like the show was scripted and some writer decided to end the 10 year marriage during May Sweeps to increase viewership. What's worse is that this marriage is (was) real. And now it's over. Just like that, it's dissolved. I feel like they made poor choices. They let fame and money get in the way. They became self-centered. They put their children FIRST in their marriage, where children do not belong (it should go God, spouse, children in that order). They made themselves, their kids and their lives out to be idols. They pretty much destroyed themselves and got paid for us to watch. I feel so gross having even given them much of my time in the first place. What a waste of my time! 

However, I must say that at the onset of this show, I was excited to see a couple who talked about how important God is in their family and even carried on about church events and throwing up Bible verses on the kitchen cabinets. It was refreshing and I actually admired them for their willingness to show that they loved God. But then, it turned into this dirty mess. I am ashamed for them. I realize that we all make mistakes and I shouldn't judge too harshly; I guess I am just so incredibly disappointed. Anywho, that said....ENJOY THIS VIDEO:

Top Ten Time

I know I always say this, but I can't believe how much time I have let pass before updating. This used to be something I looked forward to doing in my day and now it feels a little like school work. I think it is in large part to the fact that I have two children in my care as opposed to just one. When I finally have down time, I find myself wanting to read or nap instead. Actually, yesterday I took a little nap in Evie's toddler bed with her. Yep, all 5' 6" of me in her 3' bed. Best sleep ever. 

So, allow me to catch up over the past month or so:

1. Went to Wisconsin to visit with Dan's family. (We also drove all 13 hours)

2. Went to Summerfest in Milwaukee and saw Guster play. They rocked!

3. Dan and I celebrated 8 months of togetherness fun.

4. Came down with a wicked sickness...ended up being just some virus, but one that caused a high fever, chills, headaches, body aches, sore throat. Oh and chest pain. A looooot of chest pain, I could barely breathe. So, yeah that was fun.

5. Super excited to see Harry Potter, hopefully in the next week or so.

6. Working as a "stay at home mom" has it's advantages including, going to the gym, pool privileges, and free cable/internet access.

7. Being a "single parent" is also a ton of long, hard, laborious work. It get to the point where I

pass out when i finally sit down for a break. 

8. Checking off my summer reading list with books like Salem Falls, Plain Truth, and The Host.

9. It's hot outside.

10. I love that since the DTV change we have new cable stations with all my favorite shows!!

REALLY???

This morning I decided to take Evie and Suzanne (now 3 months) to the pool (ie. the parental summer social scene). And by "decided" I mean I was "guilted" into it by their mother. She has this way of making me feel like I should do something because she thinks it should be done. Well, that's another blog entirely. This one is dedicated to the fact that the neighbor Heather seems to think I am incapable of remembering my charges. 

Allow me to explain. 

One time Evie was playing out in the backyard, er, alley. No yards in the city. Just concrete. Heather was out as well watching her three children (although I am reminded of how she mysteriously disappears for a few minutes every so often, leaving me alone with all her kids and my own). When she walks outside she will inevitably panic and ask me, 

"Where's Suzanne???"

This usually causes me to freak out for .2 seconds as I try to remember, where in fact Suzanne is. Usually I have her strapped into the stroller, bouncy seat, or car seat nicely displayed in the shade so she is out of the way, but visible. 

So, today when we were at the pool she once again started up some general conversation. She interrupted her own dialogue with, "WHERE'S SUZANNE???" 

Um, over here under the umbrella.

Now I am unsure of the reason why she seems to need to ask me this EVERY time. And I am also unsure as to why it bothers me so.

There are several reasons for this. Possibly, she herself always freaks out when she realizes one of her children is missing, running into the street after a ball, climbing the very TALL fence, or hanging out of the open third story window (all of which I have seen with my own eyes). Possibly, it's because she believes I am incompetent at my job. It's hard to be sure. 

Sweatin' To the Oldies

We just experienced the most amazing weekend. I really don't know how Dan and I do it, but often times I sit back in amazement of how each weekend is more enjoyable than the last. It started out with a nice, lazy Friday. The kind of evening you love to share with someone close. We had some dinner out and then a movie at home. It was the perfect end to a very long week. 

Saturday we had a birthday party to go to and a wedding. We basically barely made it to Chris' 30th birthday party (due to some Bay Bridge beach traffic) before we had to turn around and go to Ben and Halley's wedding. Luckily, the wedding was not too far from Katie and Chris' house, so we were able to crash there after a long night of partying and visit with them in the morning. 

The wedding was on this beautiful plantation that was pretty enormous. We had to be shuttled from the parking lot to the ceremony site! 

The wedding was wonderful, but the sun was BLAZING. Even under a tent. The bride and groom provided all the guests with a bottle of water and a fan. Even so, it was still so stinkin' hot. And the sweat only had just started to pour. 

While we waited for the wedding party, we enjoyed some amazing appetizers and spirited drinks. My friends and I had a great time laughing and getting extremly silly. Largely due to the buzz I am sure we were all feeling. 

Dinner was also great. Good company and a lovely vegetarian entree (everyone else had the filet) made my evening just perfect. 

Then came some dancing.  Probably a full 3 hours of dancing. And sweating. If any of you know what I look like when I come home from a nice 7 mile run at the gym, then you will know how much I can sweat. I was probably even MORE sweaty by the end of this evening. I had sweat in my eyes! I know attractive, right?? Good thing that Dan was also dripping in perspiration and our friends were glowing as well. 

There's something about sharing unique experiences with friends that totally bonds you. And memories like this are just the start of long, beautiful friendships. I thoguht that my life was pretty much over when college ended. It felt like I could not even imagine moving on and finding a new way of life, especially without my good friends right alongside of me. I feel blessed to know I have found some new friends here in Baltimore, but it also makes me love and appreciate the friendships I have with my lovely college friends. 

Zombie Kid

Found this today, thought it was too funny:

What's New With You?

It's interesting. I was going to blog today in a list format because there is so much to catch up on, but before I gathered my thoughts I was scrolling through some of my friends' blogs and lo' and behold Steven has also used a "list"!! So, I swear I'm not stealing your idea Lammy...just continuing the new trend!

Here goes:

-For some reason I am currently obsessed with catching the Tyra Banks Show (sometimes we cut our walks short so I can come back to watch it, I'm not proud of this)

- I L-O-V-E coupons!!! I have become a coupon junky. Even cutting out coupons for other people who may use the ones I won't. Does this make me like, old?

-Most days I am covered with spit up and poop (not mine) by the time I get home. Ah, life with a baby...

-I get to see my college girls this weekend. WOOT! Nothing like chick flicks, croqueting, Taco Ring, and gabbing to spend a weekend.

-Dan and I are celebrating our 7 month anniversary today. Yay us!

-I learned about freezing grapes from Dan's roommate Aaron. They are the BOMB DOT COM! Try it. I find they are more filling in the frozen form and they make great ice cubes.

-The entire Inner Harbor reeks of dead, rotting fish. Literally even Federal Hill stinks. And I thought the gross chicken crap was bad in Salisbury. 

-Eliza's maternity leave is over in TWO WEEKS. FREEEEEDOOOOOOOOM!!!

-I'm excited for summer. Even though I will be working throughout the summer months, I am looking forward to some pool action and warm weather. Also, there will be weddings, trips, family visits and the like!

-Last weekend, we went to a wedding that had a catered chocolate bar. It was so yum-double-o, I actually hit it up like three times (shhh).

-I might (might) have a small tan. Although most would still consider me "fish belly white", I don't care because I see some color!

-Now I don't feel so silly asking for an iced coffee and Dunkin Donuts as the weather is finally warm enough for one. 

-I FINALLY HAVE HEALTH INSURANCE!

13.1

WOW! Has it really been 19 days since my last post?? Sheesh. Apologies to all five of you who read this blog. I also apologize to the random person from Belgium or Ireland who checks my site because they were google searching things like "spit in my eye" (lyrics to Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody) or "riverdance". 

So, to update...I have decided just today that I am going to run the Balitmore 1/2 Marathon. There are many reasons for this decision, not including the "I-must-be-crazy" reason. Some of my thoughts on this are as follows:

-plenty of other people have run one and not died

-if the people on the Biggest Loser can do it, so can I

-it's time for a challenge

-free food? where?

-it's four months away so it's easy to think it's a good idea (on race day, I may be wearing the "it sounded like a good idea at the time" shirt from onemoremilerunning.com)

-gives me an excuse to eat my heart out at Thanksgiving (pay no mind to the fact that the holiday falls a full month and a half AFTER the race)

-because I am, in fact, crazy

So there you have it. My stupid reasons. Will I make it? We will see come race day.

Wanna join in on the fun? go to thebaltimoremarathon.com

...what have I gotten myself into?

Updates

Today's highlight friends?

My sweet Evelyn asked me to put her breakfast bar back together. As in a Nutri-grain bar type of food (this one was the Whole Foods variety). 

She also exploded when I ate one of her strawberries. As in one out of the seven in her bowl.

After the fun little game of "I want to eat a chip", I was ready for a nap as much as she. Because you see, when Jenny would give her a chip, she would scream "no chip". She would then move on to another food. I wised up after about three go's at this.

I am exhausted. Wiped. Raising two children is hard work. 

In other news, Dan and I just celebrated our 6 month anniversary. I know, right? I feel like it's been a lot longer than that, but I also feel like in the grand scheme of life, we have barely scratched the surface. 

It's May and my allergies are here FULL FORCE! How I loathe pollen. 

The randomness continues as I share one quick story from last weekend. We decided to stop by my brother's house last Sunday after we ate some Pei Wei (yummers). We helped the kids wash the car and played around outside for a bit (it was gorgeous out). When we all went inside, the adults were hanging out in the living room while my brother's boys were out on the deck. We hear some dramatic noises and some screaming ensued as apparently Lucas had hit Reid. 

Reid is never as innocent as his cute little face seems. He had antagonized Lucas outside. I know, I witnessed it. Anywho, Lucas gets sent to his room and Reid is outside leaning against the screen yelling in the deepest voice possible:

"I hate Lucas. Let's throw him in the dump. I hate Lucas. I'm hungry."

There you have it, the making of an ADHD child. 

Am I Ready For This?

Hello blogger friends!! Look at me blogging so quickly after my last blog. It's like old times, eh?

**Darn you Dan for introducing the "eh" into my v

ocabulary**

The reason for such a quick update is because I am finally free from Evie's mom. Well, only for a day or two. She is still on maternity leave until the end of forever, she just had to fly to Florida for a wedding. This means...I have Evie until grandma (Oma) comes to watch her tomorrow. Until then, Evie and I will be hanging out for 32 hours. Mostly catching up on episodes of The Office and 30 Rock. 

I'm kidding. 

It's almost like the old proverbial "when the cat's away, the mouse will play" type of scenario. I feel like with mom out of town I can go crazy! I can blog. I can bake. I can make a mess! I can be out of control! 

However, if this morning's outing was any indication of the time to come, I may want to crawl in a hole and cry.

Today I took Evie to the library. A normal day. A normal outing. A normal Evie. Until she turned into a crazy person. In a nutshell, I told her "no" and that we had to go home. She screamed. She cried. She yelled for her mommy. 

Her new trick is to lay herself out on the floor, ever so gently. She goes boneless. When I go to pick her up and set her on her feet, she lays back down. 

There is one way to get me all sorts of angry and this is it. Children have been pulling this kind of junk for years. I dealt with them a lot when I was a preschool teacher. Heck, I was still dealing with them when I was the director of the preschool.

No matter. 

Needless to say, I carried her to the bathroom where I gave her a little encouragement and out we went. 

Let's not mention that the express checkout was giving me a lot of extra trouble and I forgot my sunglasses at the counter. 

Don't worry Dan, I remembered about the time we had already walked to the car and turned around to go get them. :(

Pictured above:How I felt upon arriving home today. (From Mo Willems Knuffle Bunny book)

Heather Oberle=Supermom

Has it felt like 8 Forevers since I last blogged? It has to me. Sorry for being MIA, but between two kids at work, nice weather, busy weekends, and practically living with my boss...things have gotten a bit crazy. 

It's not for lack of things to blog about. For sure, I am always finding something I would like to share with you all, it's just lack of time anymore! What I would give to have no life again...

Ok, totally kidding on that. 

Anywho, so I am now here to ask you to vote for my sister in Richmond's "Supermom Contest"!!! She was nominated by a neighbor friend and my brother-in-law has asked that I "work the internet like it's my job" to solicit votes.

All I can say is she really is a great mom and I hope I can be just as good some day. Between all the class projects, library time, driving to soccer practice, cheering on the sidelines, being her children's advocate, wiping noses, making the best homemade applesauce this side of the Nile, and even teaching her children about Jesus, she is a hard working woman!!

So, if you know her but at all, I implore you to send in a quick vote to richmondmom.com

Not sure what she wins, but I am sure it's great and much needed.

Thanks!!

A Conversation With Evie

Evie had a huge blowout in her diaper (I will spare you gross details) and this was the conversation that ensued:

Me: What did you eat last night???? EEEWW!!

Evie: I had mexican.

Nuf said!

Top Five Worst Babysitting Experiences

As I was thinking back on how long I have been a nanny (pretty much straight out of college, I know I had lofty ambitions), I was remembering some of the better times. And while I was reminiscing, I was trying to keep the worst memories out of my brain. And then it struck me, how many awful/awkward experiences there have been. So without further ado, I give you:

My Top Five Worst Babysitting Experiences

*Before we begin, you must know that I was employed by an agency that would often times send me to a family's home only once or twice (it was on an as needed basis). I knew the families were safe and vice versa as we all have to go through a bunch of applications and such.

1) One time I was at the home of a kid who was the biggest bully ever. I was literally scared of him. He as older kid and wanted to be home alone on his Saturday, rather than stuck with me. I actually let him watch TV all day (I know, how wrong of me, but if you saw this kid you wouldn't want any altercations with him either). Some of the highlights from this day include him stapling his finger, throwing rocks at squirrels, and watching his dog throw up blue play dough.

2) One time I was sent to a hotel room. YES. A hotel room. To watch a toddler for an evening while his parents were at meetings and parties down in the lobby of said hotel. He was a cute little guy. I wasn't expecting too much of an issue (besides where to put him down to sleep as they did not have a pack-n-play). I was told to feed him Teddy Grahams if he was feeling sad. He also liked warm milk. His mom had just finished feeding him rice pudding when I arrived. With a tummy full and fresh diaper he was ready to go. It only took the kid 1/10th of a second to realize his parents had abandoned him. The wailing begins. So. I feed him Teddy Grahams. Doesn't seem to do the trick because now he is wailing AND has a mouth full of food. He chokes. And then proceeds to projectile vomit all over himself, the bed, and the floor. What's worse is we are in a hotel and there are no paper towels or cleaning supplies around. He kept wanting to walk towards me and scream, and I (like any self respecting sitter would do) hid myself on top of the dresser for two hours so he wouldn't throw up on me.

3) One family I sat for were regulars. They had three boys (ages 4, 2, and a few months). I enjoyed working with them. Most of the time I would be there for a lot of hours. Both parents worked as ER nurses. One day, the baby was in his bouncer seat and the older two were off playing. I went to the next room to put a toy away and when I came back, I saw the baby was choking. His older brother (the two year old) decided to feed him a goldfish cracker. Since the baby was not on solid foods, he choked. I had to flip over the baby and the entire bouncer seat since he was strapped into it. He was fine after I removed the foreign food from his esophagus.

4) Evie fell once and clocked her head against the bottom step at the perfect angle to create a golf ball sized bump on her head. The worst part was watching it swell up in a matter of seconds and then fill with blood. Oh, she never actually bled...or cried for that matter. But I was a mess. 

5) Once I watched these two kids for about 11 hours. I had never watched them before and their mom had a normal sitter, but needed me just for the day. The younger of the two kids literally (literally) screamed the whole day. I was so done by the end of that day, I came home and cried. I remember thinking if this was what motherhood was all about then I didn't want to have any part of it.  I couldn't even go near him without it making him cry harder. 

Pet Peeves

I realized today when the cleaning lady said "you's going out today?" that this not only disturbs me to hear, but just makes me cringe! So, here are some more pet peeves...

PET PEEVES:

1) Making up words, not for coolness but because you actually think it is correct grammar

(examples include: "whole n'other" and "supposebedly")

2) When parents linger before leaving you with their child...JUST GO PEOPLE!!

3) When people call you and inquire: "Who's this?" You called me!

4) Eye crust

Is That Chicken???

One would think having a week off would supply me with more than enough time to write a blog; however, I do try to only write about things that seem worth my time and yours. I have been sitting on a good one for the past week, but have not found the time to sit down and blog.

Side Note: I found it much easier to blog while at work. You know, when I am supposed to be working and stuff. And, recently since Evie's mom is home I feel slightly weird blogging while we are sitting around waiting for the kids to wake up. Yes, this has been my life for the past few weeks. Maternity leave can not end soon enough.

So, here I was last weekend in VA Beach. Tori, Katie, and I went down for a race on Saturday. The Shamrock 8K. We got in late Friday night and because we had to pick up our race packets, we weren't ready to eat dinner until about 9:00. I was starving. Beyond starving actually. We decided to eat at this cute little bar type place. I will refrain from telling you the name, as I have found anytime I mention actual places, those places look at my blog (I know because I have a tracker on my blog and can see who is looking).

Anywho, hands down it was the worse dining experience I ever.
Long story short...

We ordered drinks (like most normal people) and the waitress came back to get our order, but had no drinks in her hands.

When she did finally come back with drinks, mine was completely wrong. I ordered a diet cream soda, and got a diet pepsi.

Then I had asked what was in the tossed salad before ordering it. I don't eat bacon, so I needed to make sure there weren't things in my salad I would not eat. All the salads on the menu had a list of ingredients, except that one. Probably because most normal people know what comes in a tossed salad. I know I do, but again...had to check to make sure they weren't adding things I refuse to eat.

The waitress responded with this: "spring mix, sprouts, and some other things"

Some other things? Other things? What if I have an allergy concern woman!? Know your menu!!!

Jenny: "Some other things? Well, do the other things include bacon?"

Waitress: "No."

Fine then, great. I then asked to add chicken to it too (this comes up later). So we wait and wait for our food. We barely see the waitress so I suck it up and drink my diet pepsi instead of what I really wanted.

Our food arrives. Tori seems to be complaining that she wanted a hot sandwhich and that she asked for a certain type of bread, etc. So, her order seemed off. Then I look at my salad. Friends, if this was a "tossed salad" then spin me around and paint me stupid.

Here is what was in it:

spring mix
sprouts
asparagus
artichoke hearts
heart of palm (a vegetable-like artichoke)
italian seaoning
a lot of oil
cherry tomatoes
NO CHICKEN


I am first ticked that there is no chicken. Then I am thinking, this is not what I ordered. This does not look like a regular tossed salad. She must have gotten it mixed up with something else. In fact, I remember seeing a salad with these ingredients on the menu and deciding that while it looked good, it was just not what I wanted.

So, I am in a pickle. I am beyond hunger at this point. Our waitress is never around. Do I suck it up and eat it? Or do I just wait to send it back.

I decided that I wanted my real salad.

So we track the waitress down. Tori tells her about her sandwhich. Then I say, "there's no chicken on this salad, plus I just don't know if this is what I ordered. Are you sure you grabbed the right salad?" (Nicely of course)

I wish I could tell you this was not the response I got from her:

"Well, did you dig down deep? Sometimes the chicken is at the bottom."
I dig up everything for her...still no chicken.

"Well, is it shredded??" She asks.
Nope. I don't see shredded chicken anywhere.

"Well, is that chicken?" She points to the heart of palm.
NO, CLEARLY NOT CHICKEN.

By "points", I mean she is basically touching my salad. And by "chicken", she meant the noodle like vegetable (the heart of palm) that is also NOT CHICKEN.

You probably had to be there to fully appreciate this story, but who doesn't know what chicken looks like?

She came back a minute later with my actual salad. It was a regular, tossed salad WITH chicken that you could see and didn't have to dig for. Praise God. Now let's eat!

Detention!

Last Friday, we *(Dan and I) went to see the play that Tori was helping to direct. It was a high school production of "Once Upon A Mattress".

Anywho, the fun began that day for me when I could not find my keys before work. In a panic, I literally tossed junk all over my room. It wasn't until after I trashed my room like a rockstar, that I realized my keys were in my roommate's car!! I had left them there the night before and she had already left for work! I couldn't find my spare keys. How was I going to get to work?

I rememebered my friend Val also works in the city, so I called her to see if she had left yet. She hadn't, so I caught a ride in with her. 

Later that day, Dan had to pick me up...

Anyways, we were on the go heading to Annapolis, so we had to get dinner somewhere. We decided to wait until we got to the high school to pick up Subway (it's across the street). So, we brought it back to the school since the Subway is really just a kiosk at the gas station. 

We searched around the school briefly for somewhere to sit. There was none to be found so we ended up eating on/near a teacher's desk shoved in the hallway. I repeat. No chairs in sight. At all.

While Dan stood next to it, I perched myself happily on top. 

Haha. Halfway through, this petite blonde lady, with way too many words came up to us. She asked where were were from, who we were supporting, bantered about the Baltimore area, and so on. One of the better conversations with a stranger I have had. 

Come to find out, she was the principal of the school. We figured this out when her sweet demeanor morphed into..."Can I get you a chair??" Disguised as her wanting to provide for my needs, her real intention was: Get off my desk before you break it, you hoodlum. 

So, she goes back into this dark, forbidden hallway. She retrieves this leather chair on wheels. 

Too funny.

When I was finished with it, she came back promptly to return it to the office from whence it came. 

Never, never throughout my four years of high school did I ever get in trouble, or get a detention, or anything. I go back for ONE night and get into trouble. Sheesh. 

*Dan thinks it's funny I use the word "we" in my blog now without even stating who the "we" is. I assume, dear reader, you now know that the "we" generally will always come to mean "Dan and I" unless otherwise noted. Thank you.*

PS. My keys were in my room on the floor where I normally throw them

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River Dance (We'd Like to Remind You That There's No Flash Photography In The Theater And That Smoking Is Strictly Prohibited, And Now. Riverdance.)

I got a phone call the other day from my sister's mother-in-law, Mary Kay. She and I both have this obsession with Ireland. She actually has a lot of Irish blood in her, while I...well, I have a smidgen. BUT IT ONLY TAKES A SMIDGEN PEOPLE!!!

Anywho, she called to ask if I would like a ticket to see Riverdance, since they were at the Hippodrome Theater in Baltimore.

WOULD I EVER????

I mean, so very awesome. 

It was a wonderful evening. Very inspiring. Super lovely.

And I braved this night, after another root canal! Go me. 

My tooth was ok, but while my face was numbed up on drugs, I bit almost straight through my lip! Yowzers.

Here, a taste: