Wow, just wow

I have previously expressed my dislike for our state’s current governor, but this story from Michigan makes Walker look like a pansy:

http://www.boingboing.net/2011/03/11/michigan-republicans.html

Can you believe that?? How can that even be legal? “Emergency financial managers” my ass – more like Rick Snyder, tyrant ruler. My word.

Anyone live in Michigan who cares to comment? If you’d like to seek refuge in our great state, come on across the lake; the ferry runs a couple times a day. And hopefully our governor won’t be taking notes from yours.

But if he does, Canada is lovely…. 😉

FF

Haaaaaaaallelujah!!! Not only is it Friday, but the sun is shining!! I was flabbergasted that the sky was already starting to brighten when my alarm went off at 5:30 this morning (::yawn::), and then I actually had to wear SUNGLASSES on the drive to work! I thought the sun I saw on my way home yesterday was quite possibly a vitamin D deficiency-induced hallucination, but I guess not! Isn’t it amazing what that bright ball in the sky does for one’s attitude after weeks upon weeks upon months of nothing but dreary, gray crap?

In a conversation about what you look forward to most with the onset of Spring and warm weather, someone on the radio said it perfectly this morning – “I think Milwaukeeans appreciate summer more than other people.” Amen, brother, preach on!

So I thought this was a perfectly fitting FF:

“Spring: Time for Sundresses. And to start shaving your legs again.”


Dirty little secrets

Admit it, we all have them. Some aren’t so little, and some are dirtier than others. But I’m pretty sure each of us has at least one or two rattling around in our closet somewhere.

I’ll let you in on one of mine… I wax my upper lip. Egad! Now I’m nowhere close to rockin’ one of these, mind you:

But each time I go in to have another gurly area waxed I have her rip off the little fuzz that lives up there too. Why not? It takes approximately 7 seconds and leaves my face smooth and squeaky clean.

Got any you’d like to share? Come on, you know you want to… 🙂

 

p.s. I also get an occasional whisker or two. Zoinks!!

 

The verdict is in

I think we have a little water bug! D seemed to like her first swim class the other night, so hopefully that bodes well for the rest of the session. She was a little apprehensive when we first got in, like Mom, what in the world are we doing? But once we were fully in the water she was all about it. She kicks like mad too – a natural breaststroker!

I'm at swim class!

 

 

 

 

 

 

C'mon, Mom, let me in there!
Hey guys, this is fun!

Do you?

Happy Lent! Don’t often hear people say that, now do you? 😛 Probably because you either associate it with a time of restriction of some sort, or you associate it with nothing, really. I happen to fall into the latter camp. Lent has never really affected my daily life for these 40-ish days one way or another (I know, I know, but I’m just being honest!). I am not Catholic, so I don’t feel the religious pull to give up something for Lent, or try to do something better during Lent, or not eat meat on Fridays, or whatever. Not that Catholicism is the only religion to practice that, but I have noticed that those “rules”, if you will, apply predominantly in that faith. And not that all Catholics follow that regimen, but I think you catch my drift.

So I’m curious – do you do anything differently during Lent?

When R and I first started living together out east, I did try to tag along during the pre-Easter season (he’s Catholic, but not really a practicing one. even he’s since given up on the Lenten rules.). He was foregoing the Friday meat, so I tried to turn my back on sweets for the duration. Now, let me clue you in on something… I rarely go 40 hours without having something sweet, let alone 40 days. But I gave it a shot. If everyone else can do it, why can’t I? And I must say, I was doing a damn good job of quelling my sweet tooth….

Until that fateful day, 1 week before Easter, when R’s mom sent us Easter baskets overflowing with candy. Oh.my.god! There were jelly beans and m&ms spilling all over the box, and I lost all control. I couldn’t let them suffer and melt in there, strewn all about like nobody loved them! So I proceeded to trash the previous 33 days of dessert-free progress and gobble up that candy like I’d never seen a Cadbury egg before. 1 week to go! Geez, epic fail, SM. That was the closest I’ve ever come to succeeding at giving something up during Lent, so I just don’t bother trying anymore. 🙂 And to be perfectly honest, it doesn’t concern me in the slightest. Call me a bad Christian, call me weak, call me what you will, but that’s just how I roll.

So for those of you who have begun a month and a half of giving up a few of your favorite things on this lovely Ash Wednesday, hopefully you enjoyed your Mardi Gras celebrations yesterday and aren’t suffering from too terrible a hurricane-induced hangover.

 

 

One fish, Two fish

I am so excited! Tonight is D’s first Parent Tot swim class, and I can’t wait to see how she likes (or doesn’t like, I guess) the water. She loves to splash around in her bathtub now, so I’m very optimistic that she’ll enjoy the pool as well and not be one of those kids who screams when they approach it. I’m sure all we’ll be doing is dunking them up and down and floating them around to get used to the water, but I really want her to grow up not being afraid of it.

SM, don’t tell me you’re trying to start D’s swimming career already?! Uh, no. As most of you know, I swam all through high school and college and am also now on a Masters swim team in the area (when I actually make it to a practice, that is, which hasn’t yet happened since D was born. oops!). I am often asked whether or not our kids will be swimmers. I don’t know, that’s up to them. My parents didn’t force me to be a pool rat by any means; it just happened to be a sport at which I excelled. If D, and any possible future siblings, choose that same fate of chlorine-laced skin and hair, then more power to them. It does take a little bit of crazy to enjoy diving into cold water only to swim back and forth in a straight line for hours on end. 😉

But back to our little fish. Here is D trying on her first swim suit last night. Talk about cuteness defined!