Tell her what she's won, Vanna

My mom and I have started saying "Que paso en los pantalones?" when we change Georgie's diaper. It should be a game show...WHAT HAPPENED IN YOUR PANTS?? Unfortunately it's usually not a winning result.

Yo Adrian

Working on a huge project for work this week and trying to get approx. 150 boxes mailed out by Friday so I can have some semblance of a Christmas break. Then the nightmare continues through mid January. It's one of those things where it's so close I'm freaking out, but it's also so close it will be over soon. Hopefully I will still be employed at the end of it all. Otherwise I have a sore, bruised body (due to all the manual labor involved in loading, packing and reloading literally thousands of items) for nothing.

Woman Crush Wednesday - a day early

Saw Michelle Obama last night during her Becoming book tour. She is so amazing. Beautiful, smart, funny, accomplished, and yet somehow relatable and real. I want to be her. Or I at least want to be friends with her. My favorite story was Sasha meeting the Pope at age 8, and her one takeaway was he was missing part of his thumb. Heart-eye emoji, people.

Riddle me this

There's a guy at work who drives a Maserati SUV. And he's not the CEO. Maybe I should just stay in my lane because I own a Jeep, so who am I to talk, but it's not a very attractive automobile. If you have the money to buy a Maserati, why wouldn't you get the sporty version that the company is known for? And then just get a Lexus SUV like everyone else?

Rant over.

Because #2018

Every year we have a Santa party where I ask one of the guys at work to dress up so employee kids can come get a photo. And this year, I picked a black guy. I was slightly concerned with how this would go (and so was he, tbh), but it was awesome. Kids don't care. A few cried - but a few always do - and the other ones just sat on his lap like it was no biggie. If that's not a lesson for how we should all behave, I don't know what is.

I'll drink to that. (Or maybe not)

I realized recently that I haven't had a sip of alcohol since early 2016. Maybe late 2015, but I probably had a glass of something in January or February. I was doing fertility treatments all of 2016, was pregnant most of 2017 and was breastfeeding most of 2018. Isn't that crazy? The craziest part: I don't miss it. I only miss the social aspect - awkward going to happy hour and having water. But man. Maybe THAT'S why I'm seeing numbers on the scale that I haven't seen in years. Hmmmm

Merry! Or just Meh

Georgie got her Christmas card/1 year photos taken on Saturday, and did not crack a smile once. Not even when trying icing for the first time. I had envisioned a card saying JOY! with her adorable toothy grin, so had to scratch that and go back to the drawing board. Too bad they don't have a Humbug! card. Sheesh.

Spoiled child alert

So I bought this felt 3-D Christmas tree online about a month ago for Georgie to play with, and it never came. I ended up buying another one from Amazon which she absolutely loves. And of course today the original one arrived. So now we have two. And she is suuuuuuper pumped about it.

Let's play Hardball!

My mom is an avid MSNBC viewer. I enjoy Morning Joe, so I get it, but she watches every day from around 4-7pm. This includes Hardball with Chris Matthews. Georgie just loves him. Like hears his voice and toddles over to the tv to giggle and point. So I think I might tell her that's her dad. You know..."Georgie, daddy works on TV and he is very busy. But you can still see him every day..."

Just kidding. Sort of.

Tick tock

Tip: when you decorate for Christmas in mid-November, Christmas feels 100 years away. Not that it's a bad thing, but MAN. December 5, really??

No dads, no problem!

On Sunday my single mom group got together again - this time with babies - and it was hilarious. Seven moms, one mom-to-be, and 8 babies (one brave lady has two), ranging in age from 3 to 6 months. Somehow no tears and only one vomit situation. Hopefully we can continue getting together a few times a year - it's nice to be around other people in your same situation who get it. Of course, I actually am one of the lucky ones, because a few don't have any family here so they are literally doing it alone. More power to y'all. Dang. Respect.

Welp

Georgie did great. No tears at all. She went to Mrs Claus and had no meltdowns with Santa. Although she didn't seem to care much for him one way or another:

Still: better than the alternative...