Name: Hot Dr's Wife!
Location: The Rockies

I once chased a burglar out of our house, armed with nothing but post-partum anger and a plethora of "f-bomb's", and managed become something of a Neighborhood Legend. I'm a wife to a surgeon and a mom to a five-year-old boy. I loathe loud eaters. I'm adopted. I'm stubborn. I'm witty. Life is good.

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March 9th, 2010
cut class, not frogs

My girlfriend and I are took our respective children for an afternoon walk after school last week. Gorgeous weather. A perfect day for a walk on a walking path, and apparently a great opportunity for an altercation with a dick bicyclist (I think I said something about ‘probably can’t get it up anymore, either!’). But I digress.

While standing there watching our three boys gravitate towards the biggest, wettest, muddiest puddle they could find, I saw this sticker on the support beam of a picnic table:

cut class not frogs

Awesome.

Random Comment of the Day: “Mommy, my thumb toes hurt”. 

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March 7th, 2010
Weekend Summary, Or “I should have taken more pictures”

FRIDAY

1. I subbed in the Primary Classroom and laughed my fool head off at the kids. I asked one three-year-old boy what work he’d be choosing, and he looked at me, threw his hands up and said, “A man can only do so much!!” and walked off. 

2. On the drive home, I stopped through our local town center and saw a limo taking up six parking spots. At first, I was annoyed. Upon further inspection? Hugh Hefner’s limo. I have no idea what it was doing there, but he had to have been lost. 

3. After picking up my kid from school, we cut through a neighborhood and drove into a 40-50 person gang fight happening in the  middle of an intersection. Cops were just showing up about the time I’d flipped the car into reverse. I wouldn’t be surprised if Bug’s newest phrase is, “OH SHIT!”.

4. I went to a wine tasting event with my girlfriend on Friday night. She determined she didn’t feel like being herself, so changed her nametag to her porn name. Misty Zang was freaking hysterical to hang with all night long. My porn name? Not nearly as good. But if you’d like to play along, go with your first pet and the first street you lived on … 

Photo by Bug: 

winetasting

SATURDAY

1. HDHusband has been at a meeting in Vail since Wednesday. The plan was for Bug and I to drive up, have lunch, then meet him in the afternoon. Instead, we were ten minutes away from Vail and we were alerted that they’d closed the highway because of an accident. We were rerouted, sort of. There wasn’t much direction from anyone, so I followed the traffic and called Fyrchk – in hopes she could give me an address (any address, really) to plug into the GPS. 

 

The conversation with my Margo, my GPS:

Margo Where Does My Car Go GPS: “At next possible time, please make a U-Turn”

Me: I can’t, Margo. 

Margo: “Please make a U-Turn!”

Me: @#($*@#()$*)(#@*$

 

I cursed myself for not having a good old-fashioned Road Atlas. I had absolutely no idea where I was going, other than Margo was on my ass about a U-Turn. The roads were snowy. There were patches of ice. I had an upset kid in the background missing his Daddy. I had to pee. And I had really no clue how long it would take or wherever the hell we were really headed. 

And then I channeled my inner ClizBiz and said, “F*ck it! It’s an adventure. We’ll see what happens!”

I followed the cars. I hit “detour” on the GPS, and we had an adventure: 

We drove over the Fremont Pass and the Tennessee Pass

There was a sign for the “Climax Mine” and I made a note to giggle about that later, after I was done white-knuckling the drive.

There were falling rocks from the mountain and one barely missed my car.

We saw a lot of cross-country skiers and they were freaking badass. 

The Town of Minturn looks awfully quaint, and if I hadn’t been in a hurry to get to Vail to pee, I would have stopped and looked around. 

In fact, when summer is upon us, we’re going to make that drive as a family. Just not when it’s snowing and treacherous and icky. Amen.

2. Upon arriving in Vail, we met up with HDH. The Bug took great interest in the floor length mirror and checked out his backside, announcing: “MOM! LOOK! I have a black hole back there and it looks like an EYE!”.

3. We had dinner. And all apologies to the restaurant patrons who had to deal with a wound up five-year-old. Too bad for you, but really, too bad for us. 

4. Bed.

SUNDAY

1. Um. I fell down some stairs.

Random Comment of the Day: “I can’t get my top lip!!”

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March 5th, 2010
Book Club: Panic!

This was my husband’s subtle encouragement to start reading the Book Club selection for February:

panic

My husband had rave reviews for the author, Michael Lewis. “Moneyball was incredible! I learned so much! Seriously! This will be a great book! I want to read it when you’re done! I can read it for your club!”.

I was a little bummed, though. The book has a few pieces by the author, but it’s mostly (well-written, still) essays and articles about all things financial from other people. Not that I’m complaining; I still learned quite a bit.  I especially loved the Dave Barry essay:“How To Get Rich In Real Estate” (from his book: Dave Barry’s Money Secrets). I immediately handed the book over to my husband and insisted he read it, and we both sat in the living room, laughing so hard tears were streaming down our faces. 

I will leave all the deep-thinking to the “Econ Nerds”, as Molls called them. But, if you’re like me and you have a limited at best understanding of how this financial world works, this is a good book to read. (They provide a glossary at the back of the book in case you get hung up on terms). (Edit: Most of still went way over my head. I won’t lie.)

If you’re interested in joining the Book Club, follow this link.  Would love to have you join in our discussions!

(Comments are closed – if you’d like to join in the discussion, head on over Molls’s Blog).

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March 2nd, 2010
and what do you say to that?

Mommy? 

Yes?

(sniff) Your butt smells like applesauce. 

(and for the record, my pants were on)

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March 2nd, 2010
3’s

Yesterday was a Day of Three’s. 

1. My sister-in-law emailed – her husband’s brother was found dead on Friday at the age of 50. They are thinking heart-related as it sounded like he’d had some issues in that department before.  It was very sad to hear. 

2. We use a local babysitting service. You call. They tell you who will be coming to your house. There are rules, but the big one is that you can’t call them to babysit on your own. They ask that you contact the service first, and then they’ll make the arrangements. The babysitter we had on Saturday night had been here a few times before. Liked her well-enough. I got a call from her last night asking for a money loan, and that she was totally humbled to ask, but the bills are too high. The answer is ‘no’ because that’s just not okay, but really? I don’t want her to get fired from her job, but I want to make sure she isn’t asking everyone else for money, too. That’s kinda inappropriate. 

3. I emailed the author of the editorial in the paper yesterday and told her my story about being a child of abuse. She called me last night, did an interview, and although she didn’t use my story in the column, I am really proud of myself for speaking up in the manner I did. My husband started freaking out (truly) that there would be “right-wing religious nuts in our yard picketing”. SERIOUSLY?? No. 

Today – I hope – will be quieter. I have some stuff to get done around the house, a few preparations for Bug’s birthday next week, and a phone call to make to the babysitting service. 

Any ideas? 

Random Comment of the Day: “I would come out in the dead of night to help move your ass at 4 a.m. if they (picketers) do show up”. – Dark Damian

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