Drastic Cut

We've been busy.  First off, Boy has gotten a drastic haircut courtesy of me.  Not too shabby, huh?  Secondly, we went to Chicago for a week and had a fabulous time.  Lastly, we're back in L.A. and swimming in our pool.  I'm so out of shape that after moving around for twenty minutes in our pool I was sore.  So now I'm working on a fitness regime.

But the kid's haircut is pretty great huh?!  He's such a doll...

Night Parking

Around 7:30pm this evening, I did what most parents would never do with their kids-- I took mine to the park.  As you can see above, 7:30pm is not the busiest time at a playground.

That said, there were a few other parents/grandparents/caregivers blowing time and energy with their kids.  For awhile now I've wondered if there's some sort of support group for the sleep deprived parent.  I could use one of those from time to time (often).  Well, I need to look no further-- those parents whose kids refuse to go to bed at those normal kiddie hours and/or need less sleep than an ER doctor on call are all congregated at the good ol' park after 7pm!  Now, we didn't bond per se.  Everyone is too exhausted to exert any real effort at making friends.  We're there just to exert those night owls.  It's pretty obvious the park is the LAST place we really want to be as it gets dark.  

But you know what?  I think we'll do it more often.  It's actually fantastic to be at the park when not many others are.  Boy and I took a walk and he hauled this massive stick around the track with one hand and held my hand with the other.  (Queue the tears, it was so adorable.)

We also spent a good 30 minutes swinging.  That's 30 minutes I wasn't watching a Pixar movie!!!  I love Pixar but it was more than refreshing to -- god forbid-- turn off the tv and spend an evening out of the friggin apartment.  

As we drove home around 8:30pm, I saw another mommy with a toddler boy walking the streets and while I didn't stop the car and haul her into a long embrace, I did think, "That woman knows what this is like.  Her kid doesn't sleep 'normal hours' either.  I love her."  Speaking of love-- I love this guy above.  I'll love him (and the park) even more if we have an uninterrupted night of sleep.  It's a given the park outing has exhausted me.  The Boy?  I'll know more by morning.  

My Financial Planner

"Mommy?  You know, I'm going over the receipt from our grocery store outing and I have to say you're spending waaay too much on pre-made guacamole and those new black bean chips.  Same goes for white wine, fancy bread, lifestyle magazines, room oil diffusers... Do I need to do an intervention?  Because I will.  Let's reign it in, shall we?"  

This Blows

This is how I feel today.  I'd love to just take a nap on the floor long enough for someone to come into my apartment and either burn my novel-writing endeavor or finish it once and for all.

AHHHHH!

So sick of it.  Seriously.

Where's Boy?

"I wonder if She sees me here?  Maybe I won't have to nap if She doesn't.   When will She learn that Boy is in charge of any and all sleeping in this household?  She's still not getting it."

Box Head

"La la la la la...I'm dancing with a box on my head!  Tra la la la la....I'm dancing with a box on my head.  La la la la la...  What's that Mommy?  No, I don't want to nap.  Tra la la la la...I'm dancing with a box on my head..."

Went To Vegas, Didn't Gamble Once

I went to Vegas a few weeks ago.  By myself.  No Boy, no Mr. Jarcy.  Well, that sounds depressing, now doesn't it?

But it wasn't!

I met up with a friend and we had some good girl bonding time.  Yeah!  It was my first time away from The Boy-- ever.  What I mean is EVER!  I was a little nervous.

But it was great!

That's not to say I didn't miss him (oh yeah, and that taller man I live with Mr. Jarcy), but it was nice to get away and just wander around Vegas, drink glasses of wine at 1am, drink a frozen margarita at 3pm (I swear I didn't drink that much!) and simply take in the spectacle that is known as Las Vegas.

What a dirty/crazy/rather appealing place!

The drive there just wasn't the most exciting at times.  But I was looking forward to venturing further than an hour from my home out here, which is something I had not done ever.  We're certainly not in Illinois anymore.  And while I don't think I'd want to live in Las Vegas, it was fun to go and now that I have I'm ready to go again.  In spite of it being Las Vegas.  (If you've been there I think you'll understand that statement.)