Time keeps on slippin' slippin' slippin' into the future

I'm glad this is not a Leap Year. I don't like Leap Years...that extra day doesn't seem fair. It's like the previous day called a "do-over".

I also do not care for daylight savings time. I don't mind the "fall back" part but the "spring ahead" sucks. I am not a farmer, I don't till the land, I don't get up to feed the cows. There is no reason that I need to lose that hour of sleep time.

Rob gets irritated with me because that night, and for about a week after, I will gripe about the "lost hour" of sleep...and I will continually update him on what the real time actually is. (Don't get him started on how I irritate him when we travel to South Bend, Indiana, which doesn't adjust their clocks...so there is South Bend time, real time, home time etc., but that's a story for another post...)

Here's to March...Arriving on time this year...

Oh, and Jack Frost, if you're reading this, you can move on now...

Jamming On My Way To Work

I typically listen to Howard Stern on Sirius during my morning commute to work. However, he is off on Fridays, and they just replay the best of the week. Today I switched over to "terrestrial radio" and scanned through the local stations when I heard "Chains of Love" by Erasure. I cranked the speakers and sang right along at the top of my lungs.

I haven't heard that song in awhile, and I haven't listened to an Erasure CD in forever...I forgot how awesome they are and how much I love their songs. It made me think that I need to put some more CDs in my car for some drive-time jam outs, I'm talking some old school Erasure, The Housemartins, Blondie, Beastie Boys and ???? I'm going to have to go check out my CDs and dust off some classics.

Now, for your listening and viewing pleasure--Erasure:

Heaven On Earth

There is no better moment during the day than those final sweet moments holding Bobby before he drifts off to sleep.

He usually stares intently at me and we identify all the parts of my face (including my glasses) and then I kiss and snuggle his neck which gives him the giggles. A hug and a kiss followed by a quiet *sigh* and he's off to dreamland...

A Little Worried...

Today is my mom's birthday...The big 6-4! She loves her birthday so of course had everyone over--3 kids + spouses + 7 grandchildren----a full house. Bobby is the youngest grandchild and today he is 21 months old. Just 3 more months until his big party.

I'm just a little worried about the whole cake thing. For his 1 year party I had a "cupcake" theme for him. He didn't take one bite of a cupcake and he spit out the icing. Picture of Bobby digging into a piece of cake--getting it all over his face and hands? Didn't happen. When I tried to put some icing on his finger, it was as if I was asking him to put pure shit on his finger and lick it. I figured it was a fluke...he just hadn't had a lot of sweets yet.

Tonight, my mom tried to get him to stick his finger in the cake, to lick the icing, something. It was pathetic. It's like we are torturing him by trying to get him to eat sweets...

We've tried continuously during the past year. He doesn't like cake, ice cream, whipped cream, pie, muffins or any real desserty type foods. He will eat my mom's chocolate chip cookies--without the chips. (She makes him 6 cookies before she adds the chips in). The only other cookie he eats regularly is Lorna Doone.

How am I going to stick a candle into a shortbread cookie?

Some Day...

I've recently started to experience "baby fever"...
One co-worker is due in June, another is going through fertility treatments at the moment and I just found out another friend is expecting.
I know we're hoping to have another child--I just sometimes wish we weren't such planners and just kindof let things happen...

WHERE IS MY C-O-F-F-E-E?!?!?!?!?!

Here's one of my favorite "Ralph's World" songs...this sums up my thoughts for the day...

I must confess...

I am somewhat obsessed with little people. I know it is not politically correct, and if you or someone you know or love is a little person, I apologize, but I just can't help it.
I am totally fascinated by little people. Especially Dwarfs. (or is it Dwarves?) I think it all started back when I used to go with my dad to WWF (now WWE) wrestling events here in Pittsburgh. In addition to the main event wrestlers, there would usually be a dwarf match.
Then when my older brother was in college, there was a dwarf that lived in his dorm. I heard stories of him and couldn't wait to see/meet him when I visited. This was at the height of the "Dwarf Tossing" phenomenon...

I love to watch shows on TLC or Discovery channel about their lives. I am a big fan of "Little People, Big World". When I met Rob I think he found this personality quirk a bit odd. I can't blame him considering he's 6'7" and the complete opposite of a little person.
I was so excited the one year we were in Myrtle Beach for vacation and one of the stores was having a personal appearance by one of the original Munchkins from the "Wizard of Oz"--I dragged Rob along and I was completely mesmerized...

There is a local bar here in Pittsburgh that advertised for a "midget". Certain nights have "Midget Madness" at the bar. If someone buys the $10 shots, "ManBoy" comes out and pours shots right into your mouth, sometimes in costume.

I was out once with Rob and some friends when we spotted Shaun, aka "ManBoy"... I was your typical? Midget Groupie--

He is somewhat of a local celebrity, so I didn't feel completely awkward asking for the photo, but I'm sure he was annoyed by me.

So if you ever happen to see a little person--give them a smile from me!

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