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The DD

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I have a theory about being pregnant and those around me drinking. My theory is this: I obviously can’t drink, so why wouldn’t I be the designated driver? And why wouldn’t I be the DD for as many friends as possible? Really, just because I can’t enjoy many many many glasses of wine, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t and have someone to drive you home safely and mostly for free.

I say mostly not because I would charge people for my taxi services – I learned my lesson charging for driving servicse one night in college. My parent’s asked me if I would drive them and their friends to and from dinner. I agreed, but for a price. And because my mother is far more devious than I am,  they made me wear a chauffeur hat, all sat in the back seats and instructed me to “not turn around”. Major backfire.

I wouldn’t volunteer to drive and then collect actual dollar bills…I say mostly because I do expect reciprocity. And I do keep track. If I drive a group of friends to dinner as the DD, in about 5-6 months, I will be calling them to go to dinner and I will expect them to drive, no questions asked.

PW gets the worst of it. And this time around he’s much more aware of his tab. With Baylor, my sobriety lasted a little longer than the standard gestation of a baby for breast feeding, severe sleep deprivation and because it took awhile to get back into my skinny jeans and my drinking shoes (who’s a lightweight? me!). Therefore his tenure as non negotiable designated driver lasted close to a year. Which is why this time, he is keeping a much closer eye on his tally.

And the Winner Is….

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Thanks to all for reading and commenting on why you need a Mom’s Night Out! The lucky winner of TWO tickets to Scottsdale Mom’s Blog Mom’s Night Out is……Good Cop Mom, Erin!! I will be in touch with details about your tickets asap.

Be sure to check out Erin’s blog too: http://goodcopmom.wordpress.com/

Laura and Ashley – I will be shooting you an email too shortly with a consolation prize!

Post It Problem

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There is a rediculous amount of post its being used on my desk right now. And these are in addition to my page long to do list. Time to get to work and get some of these tossed to the trash!

Cherry Baby

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Last week I was flipping through radio stations while driving my loaner car (gotta love a free loaner while mine’s getting service!) when I came across the oldie’s station. Neil Diamond, one of my all time favorites, was singing Cherry Baby. I was singing along and looked to the car in front and to the right of me. I stared at the personalized license plate for a minute before it hit me what it said:

CHRYBBY

Tell me that that license plate does not say Cherry Baby! So I saw a license plate that said Cherry Baby while listening to Cherry Baby. I was in awe. What are the odds? Then I was struck by the meaning – was this a good sign or a bad sign? What are the ramifications of a coincidence like this? Am I going to win the lottery or get pink eye? I guess only time will tell…and fingers crossed for the lottery outcome.

It’s Coming…

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Last night when I walked outside, I noticed something was….different. The air was cool, but not chilly. There was a hint of warmth in the breeze. And there was a scent of grass and tree blossoms and it was familiar. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but then it hit me – it’s time for baseball.

I remember the same sensation when I played softball as a tween. It seemed night practices were always cold and then suddenly when we had a game, it was warmer, balmy and comfortable. There was a breeze blowing through the palm trees and there was an energy that seemed to signal the end of winter and the beginnings of spring.

Obviously I’m not playing a lot of softball these days, but it’s still the same feeling. And there is a sense that something is blowing in the breeze, something coming. That something? Is spring training. The happiest season of the year where we will spend many an afternoon playing hookie from work, drinking ice-cold beers in the hot sun and watching our favorite teams from mere feet away. It is, in a word, awesome.

Pitchers and catchers report in 9 days according to mycountdown.org. But all you really need is a walk outside and take a deep breath to know that it’s time.

Scottsdale Stadium

I spent so many nights here as a kiddo watching Firebird’s games with my dad. And now we get to take Bay to see the Giants. Preferably playing the Cubs. And preferably the Cubs are winning.

Busy Busy

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Phew. It was one of those busy weekends that leave you in need of another weekend. Sadly, it’s going to be an equally busy busy week followed by another busy busy and super fun weekend! Here’s what we did:

Swim partner, Ryder’s 3rd birthday

Dinner with the Phi’s – my ribs still hurt from laughing

Dinner with our preschool friends – picture 4 towheads wearing every stinking piece of dress up clothes and accessories we have and parading through the house. It was fantastic.

Baby shower / house warming party for work friends.

Oh, and Bay has a touch of a cold which is making sleeping difficult…for everyone. But she’s in good spirits when awake and I’ve got my famous Bobbi Brown concealer to cover the oh-so-scary dark circles under my eyes so we’re in good shape.  And judging by the length of that last sentence, we do have coffee.

And in true I’m-having-way-to-much-fun-to-remember-to-take-a-pic form, I have no photo evidence of our super fun weekend. Boo.

But this week will prove to be equally busy with lots of water company work (so very close to completing our rate case – wahoo!), invoicing for the water co (always fun to create and then stuff 90 invoices into envelopes. Don’t worry, I reward myself with wine), Scottsdale Mom Blogs post (hello Valentine’s dinner in recipes),play dates, school and swim  –  and we wrap up the week with the George Straight concert and super bowl party. Phew. Glad we all napped yesterday.

Legit Carding

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I cruised through Costco yesterday before picking Ms.B up from school to pick up a few warehouse store essentials. At the register, the clerk asked me for my ID – I ran into a classmate from high school and didn’t quite catch the reason they asked me – I assumed it was for my credit card. I then realized he was punching my birth date into the computer…I just got carded?

I chalked it up to the guy being young…but then realized he was probably mid forties – not so young that he thinks everyone is over thirty but not so old that he would assume I was a young whipper snapper. I also realized that for the first time in a long time, my cart did not consist of diapers, wipes or some other baby specific thing. Usually the wine rolling around with the formula is a dead give away that my under age days are long behind me. Not to mention the deep, dark circle under my eyes that are so bad, there’s no way they came from just one night of partying – they are hard core “I don’t sleep because my kid won’t” eyes.

So I seriously was mistaken for being UNDER 21 years of age. Note to self: dry hair each morning, Kate Spade sunglasses were a good investment and buy more of whatever Bobbi Brown is selling because apparently it’s working. Or at least it’s working with the Costco crowd. Either way, I’ll take it.

Sick Saturday

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PW and I spent Friday night out with my best friend Beth (no, not talking in third person) and her husband Grant at the St. Mary’s football game. It was a blast to be back at our alma mater and especially fun since it’s where PW and I met. It was made even better because the Knights won!

Bay was fast asleep when we got home. About an hour after we went to bed I heard “Mommy. Tummy. Hurt.” on the monitor. I let it go for a bit because I thought maybe she had just woken up and was looking for a reason for us to come in her room. I finally went in and discovered her tummy did hurt. It had hurt all over her crib and down the side on to the carpet. The poor thing started crying when I walked in obviously sick, embarrassed and well, grossed out. It’s amazing how the ick factor diminishes when your kiddo is hurting. Suddenly it doesn’t matter that it’s 1am or that you’re cleaning up a very gross situation, it just matters that she feels better.

Saturday morning we decided to hunker down and just rest. No errands, no nothing. Just pedialyte and cartoons. Around 11, Peter decided to test out Baylor’s wellness by taking her on a quick, don’t-get-out-of-the-car errand. In my car. It was a failed mission. If you saw a man trying to clean a munchkin off on the side of the road on Saturday, it was them. It was solidified that a quarantine and lock down was necessary.

We spent the rest of the day watching football, movies, doing some crafts and a lot of napping. It was after I woke up from a ridiculously long nap that I realized how much we all needed a down day. We needed to stay in our jammies all day. Take a long nap. Sit around and do nothing. Make frozen pizza and not worry about having veggies on the side. It something we need to schedule more often so that we can enjoy doing nothing and not worry about what we’re not doing.

On a side note, Baylor is feeling much better and as of Sunday evening, neither Peter or I are sick. Fingers crossed!!