HARD SAUCE!!

For serious sauce fanatics
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Oh man. What a wasted trip. I went all the way out to Roseville to go to the DMV there. It's close to my parent's place and I needed them to watch Ira so that I could renew my license. No, they weren't taking appointments, I already checked. So turns out they're closed for Lincoln's birthday! What the french, toast?! Are they also going to be closed for Washington's birthday and President's day? I thought that the whole reason behind President's day is so that banks and such are not closed two days of an already short month. Lame, I say.

When Ira goes to bed, I'm hitting the hard sauce. Well, actually just a glass of wine. But that's hard enough sauce for me these days.

Bravery

I think that next to bungee jumping and maybe bathing a cat, cutting up a butternut squash has got to be one of the scariest things to do. I can't do one with out breaking a sweat. It seems as if the knife could slip at any moment and take a finger off. Or two.

Bad manners

Playing inside
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I am so mad. Some moms are so awful! Today at Land Park playground, Ira was bumped by an older child into a stumble, from which he fell, then he was kicked while he was down. The mother of this older child looked on and quietly corrected her son, but did not offer an apology to me or my kid, nor did she ask her son to apologize to mine. And this child was at least 4 or 5. Old enough to talk! Old enough to say he was sorry. Old enough to know that he should not kick babies. It is just good practice to set examples for your kids (even ones as young as Ira) that kicking and bumping (even accidental) requires an apology to the injured party.

Ira was stunned, but otherwise okay. As I was picking him up, and I realized that the mother was not offering any apology whatsoever, I said loud enough the most politest, pissed thing I could muster. "Come on Ira, this playground is for big kids." And we went back to the little kids area. Effing fancy Land Park moms! I shake my fist at your oblivious "my child does nothing wrong/I'm raising a jerk" ways.

Here's the kicker (ha), the lady was pregnant and I hope that she finds a way to deal with her rude kid before her new, little one is born.

Wha?

Little sleeping face
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I cannot tell you if I have slept at all between the hours of about 1 AM and the present. Ira however, has been snoozing happily for the last hour. Heylove is still in bed and I'm puttering around the house like a caffeinated zombie.

That's how things are at our house today.

Later we're going to take a "naggin nide" (wagon ride) to our polling place, then we're hitting up Winn Park playground before we head back home.

Ugggh. I can't even have any more coffee. It's just going to make me grumpier.