Not Like Riding A Bike At All.

I thought I would be able to just pick up right where I left off, but I have had the hardest time thinking about what I would write about. I started off thinking I would use one of my favorite things, the blog meme. But then I thought, no, Sus, you do those too much. Then I thought, maybe I could ask people to submit questions for me to answer as a way to catch up. Again, I thought, Sus, how the hell is that any different from doing a blog meme? You are still just answering a list of questions.

And then it came to me! Why don’t I just say, “Fuck it!” and do both! That’s just how I roll. When I cop out, I cop out big. I’m not one to half ass my laziness. I go all the way….or something like that.

Um, anyways…

On to the meme!

Favorites Questions

What was your favorite food when you were a child? Same thing it is now. Spaghetti. Love it!

What’s the #1 most played song on your iPod? Firework by Katy Perry.

This is mostly Ollie’s doing. He loves this song and insists we listen to it every time we get in the car to go somewhere. When the song ends he announces from his carseat, “Mommy, that was a great song!”

What is one of your favorite quotes? Currently, the quote comes from my husband. It was said while he was flipping through the program of our niece’s school play.

“Which one of these pages tell me when we can get the fuck out of here.”

What’s your favorite indoor/outdoor activity?

Well first, I like to be indoors, and then I like to go outdoors. Then I go back in, and then back out. And then back in again. It’s kind of like being a clownfish.

What chore do you absolutely hate doing? Vacuuming. Hands down. No question.

What is your favorite form of exercise? The kind that only takes 20 minutes.

What is your favorite time of day/day of the week/month of the year?

9:00AM – I have usually showered by that time and am ready to take on the day.

Thursday – This is the day I go have coffee and hang out with the girls. LOVE LOVE LOVE it! I would probably lose my mind without this time with them. And Ollie loves to play with their kids, as well, so it is a win win all around.

August – It’s my birthday and anniversary month. Need I say more?

What’s your least favorite mode of transportation? Piggyback ride.

What is your favorite body part? My middle finger. At least that is what I am guessing, since I like to show it off so much.

What sound do you love? Ollie’s hysterical laughter.

Personal Questions

Which celebrity do you get mistaken for? I live in a town where no celebrity would ever be. So by that fact alone, I am never mistaken for anyone. Sometimes, not even for myself.

What do you want to be when you grow up? An artist.

When you have 30 minutes of free-time, how do you pass the time? I paint, read, clean, and nap. Yes that is all in the same 30 minutes.

What would you name the autobiography of your life? “Shazaam, Shazaam, Shazaam! But That Ain’t My Finger!”

What songs are included on the soundtrack to your life? So many to choose but we will just stick with four for now.

Personal History Questions

Have you ever had something happen to you that you thought was bad but it turned out to be for the best? Absolutely. Losing my job. I could never have guessed how precious this time with Ollie would be.

What was one of the best parties you’ve ever been to? Girl, all the parties I go to are amazing.

What was the last movie, TV show or book that made you cry or tear up?

Movie – Garden State.
TV Show – Chopped, on the Food Network. Damn onions.
Book – Incendiary by Chris Cleave. Incredible.

What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done? Not slapped the employee at the Hot Dog on a Stick counter.

*Interesting side note: Has anyone ever seen a male Hot Dog on a Stick employee? I never have and frankly, don’t want to. Could you imagine a guy in those little nasty blue polyester shorts they have to wear? Gaaaww. Gives me the creeps. Plus the lemonade making wouldn’t be nearly as hot.*

What was the last experience that made you a stronger person? Having a kid. Definitely.

What did you do growing up that got you into trouble? Mouthed off. Of all the times I can remember getting into trouble, it is because I had some snide little remark to add, under my breath.

When was the last time you had an amazing meal? April 2009 in Las Vegas at Morton’s The Steakhouse.

What do you miss most about being a kid? Midnight runs to the 7-11. I know I can do that now, but it’s just not the same.

What is your first memory of being really excited? Going to Disneyland for the first time with my family.

What was the first thing you bought with your own money? Bad by Michael Jackson on cassette, thank you very much! (I am assuming they are looking for something substantial. Otherwise the answer would be candy.)

When was the last time you were nervous? I don’t even remember. I am sure it was something recent, but it must not have been that big of a deal since I can’t recall what it was.

What is something you learned in the last week? How much wood a woodchuck would chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood.

What story does your family always tell about you? The time a hippo shit on me at the zoo. Apparently this gem is going in the annals of our family history.

At what age did you become an adult?
I’ll get back to you on that one.

Now it’s your turn!

Anything you have been wondering about? Have a burning question you would like to get off your chest? Post it in the comments and I will answer these next Monday.

In the meantime, I will try really hard to post something meaningful and life changing.

No pressure.

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Remember When…?

Remember when I said that I hoped to pass my love of reading onto Rocket? I think my dream has already come true! He LOVES being read to. He will actually dig a book out from the bottom of his toy box, crawl over to where you are, and hold the book in your face as he is climbing onto your lap. Then he will sit there, forever, while you read book after book after book to him. Sometimes when he is playing by himself, he will grab a few books and look through them over and over. If the book is upside down, he will even correct its orientation so that he is reading it the right way. How funny is that!

Remember when Oliver had two teeth? He now has twice that amount. A third came in on the bottom and recently a top tooth has made its entrance into the world. He likes to click his bottom teeth against his top tooth, and his face is so damn cute when he does it.

Remember when I said I stopped using that bullshit Babywise method? Well, for the past month or so, I have been doing pretty much everything that that book said we should absolutely not do. Like feeding your baby to sleep, and going into their room to comfort them everytime they fussed, etc. etc. And you know what? It’s fucking working!! For the past week Rocket hasn’t cried at all when we have put him to bed for the night. AAAAANNNNDDD for the past three days he has slept from about 8PM straight through until 7AM. (I believe!! Halelujiah!!) So if anyone ever hands you this book and tells you it worked wonders for them, calmly take it from their hands and then SLAP THEM REPEATEDLY IN THE FACE WITH IT. Babywise, my ass.

Come Out, Come Out Wherever You Are!

I don’t know if I any of my readers are still around, but I figure it is time to start writing again. I stopped writing, because the things I have been dealing with are things that I didn’t want to write about on this blog. Not that I have ever really had a problem being open about just about anything, here. But I was in a place where I didn’t want to open myself up for advice or words of encouragement from just anybody. I don’t know if that makes any sense. I was in such a funk, that just the thought of someone giving me an “Oh honey…it’ll be okaayyy,” patronizing look of concern, made me want to wipe that fucking look right off their face. So I shared what I was dealing with with those that I felt could help me the most, and with whom I was okay to totally breakdown in front of.

I am really trying to have a better outlook on who I am becoming as a mother and as a new kind of wife. Let’s be honest, having a child has a HUGE affect on your marriage. Not in a bad way, necessarily, but it makes a relationship that was once so easy and carefree, into something that you really have to pay attention to, and make sure that it is getting the care and nurturing that it deserves. So much time is spent taking care of your child, that it is easy to overlook, or neglect to most important thing. The stability of the parents.

Nothing has happened to make me make those last comments. I have just become overly observant to how much care and effort is required to keep a relationship strong. I admire and applaud the marriages that have lasted and are happy and loving (that is key…a relationship can last and still be shit), especially in large families. I look up to you and hope to learn from your success.

I also realized that a huge reason that I have been so down, is simply because I am very lonely. Jeremy and I have a great relationship. But I need something outside of our relationship. Something tangible. Something that is just for me. The friendships I have made through this blog I cherish. But I can’t call up LilSass or Moonspun and say, “Let’s go grab some coffee,” or “Do you want to go see a show?” They are clear on the other side of the country. And yes, I have friends who live “close by,” but that is still a 30 minute drive to see them. Not really conducive for the spur of the moment hang out.

I was thinking the other day about how I need to make some friends in my neighborhood. And then I had a huge epiphany. I am SURROUNDED by family up here. My aunt and her family live less than 5 miles away, and my uncle and his family are no more than 10 miles away. I ran into my aunt the other day at the store, and it was so good to see her. I couldn’t believe how nice it was to see my family. I have decided to make an effort to spend more time with them. I don’t know if any of them read this blog, but if they do, I hope they are okay with that!

So many changes have occurred with Oliver in the few weeks that I was away. He is growing like a weed!! And he is so. fucking. cute! Good lord just look at him!

He is so smart! He rolls over from his back to his stomach, now. He can almost sit up by himself for brief moments. I think he may cut his first tooth very very soon. And my favorite thing of all…he talks!!! Well coos and gurgles. It’s not like we are discussing politics or anything. Who knows? Maybe in his mind we are. The politics of Dragon Tales and Zaboomafoo. We can carry on conversations and he sighs and squeels, giggles and screams. It is so awesome! I can’t get enough of it! And he is curious about everything. He reaches for everything, and watches everything with such an intense interest. I can’t wait until he can really start talking and I can really teach him about letters and numbers and how to tackle his dad. It is going to be so much fun!

I think that is a long enough post for now. I hope I haven’t lost to many of you while I was away. I look forward to catching up on your lives as well.

Word to your mother.
Sus.