13 minutes I'll never get back

13 minutes is all I could take of the debates last night. What a complete clusterfuck. So embarrassing and ridiculous. November 3 cannot come fast enough.

Mom of the Year

What other two year old knows to ask if her mom is "frustrated"???? She will say "mama, are you mad? sad? fwus-tu-wated?" And the other day after she peed in her pants again I told her I wasn't mad, but disappointed. So that should go over well in pre-K: my mom is disappointed. Sigh

Just (don't) Drew It

I watched about 10 minutes of the new Drew Barrymore talk show and just couldn't do it. I love her, but it was rough. Drew, you're better than this, girl! Although I get it - single mama's gotta do what a single mama's gotta do...

Harsh

Georgie always comments on my "lack" of eyelashes and eyebrows. (They are there, just blonde!) Like every day - "mom, you don't have eyelashes!" Then the other day she asked if everyone had eyebrows. I said yes, and she looked at me and said, "you don't..."

Dang. That hurts. Perhaps it's time to get the lash extensions back...

So punny

I write these weekly emails for the CEO to send out, and sometimes try to put funny titles on some of the blurbs. Luckily he thinks they are funny and usually keeps them in. The one I sent to him today I was particularly proud of - it was something about our business with a company called Sawtooth. So I called it "You Can't Handle the Tooth." Hahahahaha I crack myself up

She's not wrong.

Georgie calls the peephole the "peek" hole, and I'm on board.

RIP, RBG

Wow. I am just gutted about Justice Ginsburg's passing. (And not just because I will miss the Ginsburns on SNL) I am terrified for the future of this country (and looking into a move to Switzerland just in case), and for the future of my children. The Biden/Harris sign is officially on the lawn, so bring it, vandals. BRING IT. 

I mean, why not at this point

My mom is having surgery on her foot in a few weeks, and will be unable to walk for about 6 weeks (in a boot for 3 months). Which means no driving. Or carrying the baby. Or cleaning the house (hellooooo maid service!). Or cooking (helloooo DoorDash!). I am so glad she's doing this - she has been in pain every day for like 10 years - but this is going to be verrrrrry interesting. Mama might have to start drinking again.

Hello world

Went to a restaurant on Sunday for the first time since the pandemic began, and it was a bit overstimulating. I was there for a friend's birthday, and we were seated outside, but good LORD there were a lot of people there. The parking lot was full, not everyone was wearing masks, and it just made me realize that many of us are just out there, living life. Weird. I mean good for you I guess, but. Weird. Here's hoping I don't spread the virus to my family!

Couple of Georgie-isms for your Friday

She says "bootem" for bottom (I guess a combo of booty and bottom)

"Bikini" for zucchini

And her excuse for things is "I'm just a little girl. I don't know any better."

Ohhhh lord I am in trouble.

Spirited

Started reading "How to Raise a Spirited Child," and there's a little quiz in the book. Turns out Georgie is merely "spunky," not spirited, and I am somehow a "cool parent" - though at the very top of that one, borderline spunky. Well, duh.

One good thing to come out of 2020

Keeping up with the Kardashians is kancelled! Thank the lord.

(Oh also that mama orca who carried around her dead baby a few years ago had a healthy baby calf.)

But that's it. Otherwise this year blows.

"Labor" Day, indeed

Ended up having to work Friday when I intended to take the day off, and worked quite a bit over the weekend, including until 9pm on Labor Day. But we managed to squeeze in some fun as well - went for a family walk, finally got caught up on This is Us (good grief the Pearsons need a break!!), ran some errands, and realized why I don't do manual labor: I spent about 45 minutes trimming hedges in the front yard and wound up with like 5 blisters on my hands. Annnnnnd scene.

Guess he's a boob man

I have been attempting to start weaning Beau for a month now, and it ain't happening. He just loves it so much, I feel terrible taking it away! And he doesn't always even need to eat - it's like he's an addict who just needs a quick "bump" and then he's on his merry way. Men. Humph.

Right up there with 'never eat yellow snow'

Apparently you shouldn't eat blue cake cones, either. Unless you want blue poop. And yes, I know this from personal experience. (Well, from my toddler's personal experience.) It was a sight. I did take a photo because OH MY GOD IT'S BLUE but I will save you from that. Sheesh.

Driver's Ed

Georgie knows red means STOP and green means GO, and I told her yellow means "Maybe go?" So that's what she thinks when you say yellow light. Maybe go. Haha oopsie.

Ew

I hate tuna fish. Actually, I hate the smell of tuna fish. So much that I've never actually tried it. My mom loves it, however, and insists on making it every once in a while. She fed some to the baby yesterday for lunch (I couldn't do it), and last night at 11:30 when I was feeding him he had fish breath. It was like breastfeeding a cat. BOOOOOO