2 adults + 1 baby + 1 small hotel room = TROUBLE.

We just came back from Santa Barbara (went for a friend’s wedding) and man are we exhausted. Two big people and one little person in a little hotel room is not a recipe for comfort and relaxation. Especially when we have to sleep in the same room as said little person and when you lay him down in his crib he pops up like a gopher to look for us because he KNOWS we are in the same room and are AWAKE so we should be ready to PLAY.

But related to this trip is something that I realized about being a parent. It really makes your own issues stand out. So for example, I have a bit of a problem with guilt. As an example: we were planning this trip and needed to find a babysitter to watch Evan for the wedding. I emailed a friend who lives in Santa Barbara asking her if she could recommend a babysitter. She responded by saying that they’d be happy to watch him for us. Then, I proceeded to feel extremely guilty, like they probably thought I was fishing for them to offer when in fact I wasn’t. Hello, way to totally overthink it. I would have offered the same if she had asked me and I wouldn’t have thought “Wow, that girl has so many ulterior motives. I bet she was just waiting for me to offer to babysit.”

Anyway. This is probably not that interesting but such is my life today. My life is filled with guilt and television shows that I DVR so I don’t have to watch the commercials. I think I just need to stop feeling guilty about dumb things and take things at face value. And I probably should stop using DVR as a verb.

it is so fun to be me right now.

“Why is so fun to be you, Bearca?” you may ask. Well, it’s because I’m sick. I’ve got a nice little cold going, festering in my head and threatening to invade the sinuses. (Thanks daycare! You rock!) “And why is that so great?” you ask again. It’s because for the first time in a looooong time, I can actually take good drugs to medicate myself. That’s right, no more lame-ass saline drops for me. Since I am no longer a) pregnant or b) nursing, I will be moving on to the hard stuff. Currently, it’s Sudafed. But as everyone knows, Sudafed is merely a gateway drug. I can’t wait to stop by my friendly neighborhood crack house (drugstore) and pick up some NyQuil. I will then retreat to the privacy of my home to do Nyquil shots alternating with squirts of Zicam down my throat.

first haircut

Note the expression of peaceful bliss on the boy's face upon having his hair cut and styled professionally, as befitting one of his stature.

Also note: this was not the facial expression Evan was wearing this weekend. Why? Because Mr. Fussy Whinerson was trying desperately to get his top teeth through his hugely swollen gums.

Unsuccessfully.

tres cosas

Tag, I'm it. Thanks to the lovely and witty Shannon of Shanntastic fame, I'm entering the world of the meme:

3 things you wish for (just for you)

1. To win the lottery and become independently wealthy so I could spend more time with my baby
   
2. A personal chef
   
3. An unlimited supply of new, free, uber cool purses
   

3 things you would do to/for yourself if there was no one to judge you (or if you had the guts to do it!)

1. Quit my job and become a doctor (although not sure a lifetime addiction to Discovery Health and live surgical procedures is enough to qualify me)
   
2. Move to a big city
   
3. Spend a year traveling
   

3 bad habits you have

1. Feeling guilty about everything
   
2. Worrying too much
   
3. Buying too many lip glosses (am an addict)
   

3 insecurities you feel

1. What if I'm not a good mom?
   
2. That I'm not a good writer
   
3. That people don't get my sarcasm and think I'm mean
   

3 talents/skills you wish you had

1. Mad public speaking skillz
   
2. Singing - what can I say, I watch a bit too much American Idol
   
3. The ability to be the life of the party (am semi-introverted but hate that about myself)
   

3 things that you would do if you had more time

1. Read
2. Read
3. Read

3 things that bring you peace/relaxation

1. Long relaxing dinners
   
2. A super hot bath
   
3. Being near the ocean
   

3 things that spark your creativity

1. Reading
2. Listening to all kinds of music
3. Blogging
   

Okay! That was fun. Now, I'm going to tag Poka Bean, Newlywife and Whoorl.

here i am

Here I am! Back for my bi-weekly post! Is that right? Does bi-weekly mean every two weeks? Because if it means twice a week, that would quite obviously be wrong.

I digress.

The real reason I am writing is to ask you folks a question. Is it not the Unwritten Law of ATM-Going that you stay several paces behind the person currently using the ATM, so as not to frighten them and cause them to fear for their money or their lives?

Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Well, the guy at the ATM yesterday had apparently not gotten the message. (You! The guy at the Union Bank on the corner of Oso and La Paz yesterday at 12:15 pm!) There I was, innocently transacting my business, and he sidles up next to me, lifts up the envelope dispenser thing OF THE ATM I WAS CURRENTLY USING and fishes out an envelope. And I am not kidding when I say that he sidled. It was a sneaky maneuver.

I was aghast! I was alarmed! So the obvious thing to do was to avoid all eye contact, grab my cash and flee to the safety of my car. But with my ATM innocence sadly left behind.

I beg of you, never again take proper ATM etiquette for granted. It could vanish at any time.