A Lot To Be Thankful For...

One day Bleeps you will forgive me for being so crappy in posting... Same excuses, moving, renovating the house, work, being a mom, and my Pop is still in the hospital!

*Le sigh* at my lameness.

Side note, I don't know how to italicize on this iPhone app I just downloaded... BUT! I did download this so perhaps I could mitigate my lameness. You guys are going to stop reading (if you haven't already, and who would blame you?) because every damn post is going to be an apology for not posting.

I think my head just caved in a little.

What the hell was this post even about in the first place?

Oh. Right. Being thankful and shiz.

Joking aside, there is a gratitude this year deep in my heart I haven't known before... Yes, deep gratitude last year too, but it was still intangible in a way. And constantly tinged with worry, because hey, it's me.

But this year Tucker is here. And what an amazingly awesome year it has been.

I love this little booger.

I would like the picture to go here, but I don't know we're the app will put it. Yes, that's dog food.

Universe, for my many blessings, I am truly grateful.

Bleeps, hope this is mushy, magical, tasty holiday for you and yours. Among my many blessings, I count all of you.

Adam and Tucker Disagree

Go check out the video on The Bird Flipper...  Adam and Tucker disagree on whether Adam is awesome.

A Belated Happy Veteran's Day and I'm All Over the Place

Signs that you've got way too much shiz going on in your life?  That I worked on this post for three days... THREE EFFING DAYS... last week, and all I got was the title and "hey bleeps" done.

Well, this post was to be my annual "thank you to our service members and their family" post that honors my Pop-Pop and all the other folks who serve (my father in law, my cousin-in-law, my other grandfather, and several friends!)...

...And then my Pop had to go into the hospital.  He's ok, it's just normal 91-years-old stuff.  But it also meant that I spent a lot of time in the hospital this week.

But, fortunately he was well enough to do the family sign for "I'm Ok":

Plus, working on all this nonsense...

Asbestos is removed... but sadly, I don't think the Gold Elephants are going to make it.

All I can say is God Bless my mother and Nana (she's above) for removing 40-year-old wallpaper with strings in it.  It took days, those ladies have the work ethic I WISH I had inherited. 

Yep, we're in full-blown renovation mode.  Resurfacing and repairing walls and ceilings, priming and painting all happening now, next up is tile and carpet.  Between all this, Pop, and work, my head is still spinning.

So, just wanted to check in and say hi so you know I didn't drop off the planet (again).  And I'll be back later this week to update you on something else...

Or perhaps we should call it a new segment... "Where in the World is Pappy SanDiego?"

I had to add the SanDiego part, because I can still hear that theme song in my head.

Anywhodoodle... I'll give you a hint.  My Pop THINKS my dad is in Alaska.  This is untrue, because we're certain if we told him where my dad actually it, it really would kill him.  More to come...

PS:  If you're not doing anything for, like, the next 30 seconds to a minute, could you please go to the Circle+Bloom website and leave a comment on my story?  I'm trying to win a gift card so I can help out my adopt a family! Please click here, and thanks!! 

PPS:  In addition to "Where in the World is Pappy SanDiego?" (complete with middle finger picture), I'm also working on a post "Signs I Went off Zoloft Too Soon"... it's going to be a weird week, folks.

I Know I've Been Back For Like 5 Minutes...

...And I'm already asking for something!  WTF?  But could you help me out with something?

I entered a contest on Circle+Bloom's website on advocating for your health... and gave a brief synopsis of my story!  Will you please do me a favor?  Will you please go to my story HERE, and just leave a brief comment?  It's super fast, you get to read my story (if you have an extra few seconds), and I'll award you 10,000 AWESOME POINTS.

Whoa, I know right?  10,000 AWESOME POINTS?

But that's just me.  I'm a giver.

Thank you a million times, in advance... the person with the most comments on their story wins a $250 gift card, which I'm hoping to put towards my Adopt-A-Family for Christmas.  And right now someone is beating me by like 20+ comment.  Say whaaaaa?????

So please, comment early.  Comment often.  Spread the word.  Phone a friend.  An additional 10,000 AWESOME points will be awarded to anyone who makes a sandwich board.  And wears it.  To the Today Show.

Please Click HERE!!  And leave a comment.  Thank you!!!

I Don't Run A Marathon Unless Someone Is Chasing Me

Hey there Bleeps, happy Friday!

As promised, here's a little bit of a catch up of what I've been up to while AWOL over the last few months.  We'll call it a sprint of information, rather than a marathon.  But who am I kidding, I don't sprint either.  A leisurely walk?  Drunken stumbling?  Yep... that's the one. 

In my drunken stumbling I'll probably jump all over the place, and perhaps even barf on your sidewalk. 

Apologies in advance.

So... June I think is where I left off?  Well, we went to San Francisco for a friend's wedding.  The whole family came, so Tucker got his first plane trip.  I'd call it a total success... since it was before he went off the crazy-active-baby scale, he was content mostly to sleep in the Ergo or just sit and hang.

Could that kid get any cuter?  Also, Hipstamatic... best iPhone app EVER.

I thought I was going to get off scott-free in the diaper changing department on the plane, but alas he dropped a MAJOR deuce on the last flight en route home.  Overall, the trip was amazing, Tucker was a pro-traveler by the end, and I am immensely grateful the trip happened before he really started to crawl...

August was another travel-wedding.  This time it was in New York City, and times being tight only I could afford to go.  Meaning, I had to leave my baby.  With my husband.  For four days. 

Of course, Adam totally nailed it.  Kid was fed, bathed, and put to sleep every day.  Thanks to the miracle of technology I got pictures on the daily.  I, on the other hand, total emotional ridiculous mess.  Thankfully LikeTheMonth was my travel buddy and forced me to drink heavily every time I contemplated returning to my baby snatching ways.  That said, I did ask to hold a baby close to Tucker's age at the wedding, in a totally creepy, I-might-run-with-her-so-stay-close kind of way.  Fortunately the mom had to be away from her girl just the week before, so she got it. 

Here's a shot of where the couple got married, just about 30 minutes after I snapped this, in between the Brooklyn and Manhattan bridges.

Then came ANOTHER travel to wedding.  This time of my dear old friend David (whose lovely bride Amanda reads the blog, hello Amanda!).  First a wedding with the three of us, then a wedding of me solo, and now it's a wedding of Tuck staying with Grammie and Adam and I getting an adult weekend! 

There are many funny stories to tell of this weekend (and of the other trips too, to be honest)... but I think you just have to take one look at David's face in this picture to know how fun it was...

Poor Amanda, having to wake up to that ugly mug every day.  Just kidding David!!

It really was the year of weddings... there were three more we attended just here in Tucson!  I should get stock in Bed, Bath, and Beyond.

Also, in the last month, we sort of bought a house.  Technically, my parents bought a house and we are rent-to-owning it from them.  Long story. 

Earlier this week you saw the gold elephants.  Today... I present...

PINK TOILET!!! 

With a white seat.  Of course.  And surround pink industrial carpet.

After you manage to swallow that vomit that just swelled up in your mouth, let's all take a moment to ponder in amazement that they were even able to find pink industrial carpet.

As we speak, asbestos is currently being removed from the popcorn.  Yay.

So that's a mini-recap of the highlights.  Like you even care what I was doing?  I know, I know... I come here for the poop jokes and the middle finger... where's my bathroom humor and offensive behavior??

Don't worry, there's plenty of that to come too.  Probably more appropriate to start dropping that shiz off at the Bird Flipper.  YES ED, I'm getting around to that one too.  PS:  Your face is a #blogfail!

So, to recap coming attractions, more pictures, more stories, more poop, more middle finger.

Hope y'all have a great weekend.

A Belated WTF Wednesday

True Story.

(My friend Onika recently posted this on Facebook.  She snapped it in Belfast... apparently these are real anti-drug advertisements!  Thank Onika for letting me borrow!)

Behold... Gold Elephants

There is much to catch you up on.  Well... "much" is a bit of an overstatement.  There's a few to catch you up on.  I think I can cram it into a few posts.

But there is one thing that deserves a post, all on it's own.

You know what?  I'm not even going to explain it.  I'm just going to put this beautiful, beautiful train wreck out there for you to ponder in amazement for a full day before I tell you the story behind this.

Behold...

Why yes, those are gold elephants.

And pink carpet.