lessons learned.

• When your kid learns how to climb out of his crib, your life ends. (Or at least your free time during the evening to blog and such does.)
• BOB - I coveted you, and then I purchased you for a ridiculously low price at an REI Garage sale (mucho thanks to The Bradens who snagged it for me). Today's jog was heaven (with sweating, and wondering why I'm even out jogging cause it sucks). You get the idea. BOB, I love you nonetheless.
  
• Apparently going to "work" for my spouse includes biking at Sundance, and Boondocks. I guess I'll stay home with a toddler and clean the house. (Love you babe).
• PG is NOT a fan of the giant praying mantis that stalks the playground. We shan't be returning anytime soon. (Incidentally, I always thought PM's were herbivores. But apparently they eat their own kind, and hummingbirds....Man I learned alot in elementary school).
  
• Does everyone hate Almond Joys? They really can't be worse than Rasinettes. Honestly.
• I heard it snowed in Colorado. I don't live there, but....SUCK.
• D and I actually sat down and watched part of a football game. It wasn't horrible. But it was definitely a similar experience to watching a really awesomely bad movie. Lots of politically incorrect commentary and laughing. So, perhaps people should not watch any sporting event with us, ever. Plus, I'd really just rather watch the Hills. Sorry dudes.
  

catching up.

So we've been gone. A lot.
1st stop: Boise.

• PG and I conquered the drive alone. We stayed at Molls and Andy's the first night, and family the rest of the time. Except for my child getting Roseola, and the drive that = hell (I guess I've been through worse) it was an awesome time. Much love to B-town.

2nd stop: san fran.

• D had a project to do with his bro Jared that lives in San Fran. It was a last minute gig, and sis in law Michelle found a fantastic last minute fare, so PG and I were able to go. (I think she invented the internet, or at the very least helped Al Gore.....). While the boys worked, Michelle and I had each other during what would have been a single parent weekend. It was awesome.
  
  
  Cousins at the Academy of Sciences.

If you look closely. One is without a shirt, and the other without pants. It was that kind of a day.

3rd stop: northern UT

• We spent Labor Day with D's family. We ate fantastic food, and I convinced everyone to run the "Wellsville 10k fun run". Wellsville, you lie. This was anything but fun. It was a terrible, horrible, no good very bad day, kind of run. One where you just aren't feeling it. But I finished, and only wanted to die about 12 times. I can safely say that no Doughty has run that distance in at least 3 generations. Am I right? To quote my dad "Wait, you're running how long? Why? You should be swimming it....." D was awesome, and stayed with me the whole time AND D's sisters had very impressive finish times. Next Labor Day, I vote for sleeping in and pancakes.
  
  After the race was a parade to celebrate me finishing. PG hates fake gun shots......

b-day.

Homeslice turns 2 this week. I can't believe it (or maybe I can?). I have to say the older he gets, the more I love it. Example:

• Me: "What do you want for breakfast?"
• PG: "Oatmeal."

VS. 1 year ago.

• Me: "What do you want for breakfast?"
• PG: .....staring/crying/drooling......

I guess what I'm trying to say is, I love that he is growing into his own crazy little personality. Someone I can talk to and laugh with. I'm aware that with each b-day he gets closer to becoming a snotty pre-teen, totally embarrased by his parents (although I'm not sure how, cause we're pretty awesome). So for now, I'll take that lipstick he just smeared on the wall with a grain of salt, and enjoy my cuddly hilarious little man.

For my memory's sake here are a few things PG is notorious for as of late:

• Yelling "MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM!" etc. as soon as he wakes up.
• Sticking his finger up his nose and waiting for us to respond.
• Saying approx. 1 million "Hi!"s to every stranger, ever.
• Speedwalking.
• Cleaning the playground with wipes instead of playing on it.
  
• Obsession with dogs, trucks and bikes.
  
• Insane fear of motorcycle engines and the garbage truck.
• Apparently every animal says "Moo".
  
• Mispronouncing "boppie" for "paci". Not even close.
  
• A few of our favorite words/phrases: "Stinky", "Oh YEAH", "Come on!", "Mommy sneak", "BOUNCE", "Bye poot", "Daddy's water" (Fresca), "Mommy's water" (Diet Coke). I could go on forever. PG love love loves to chat.

Happy b-day my love!

PS. Don't ask about the hamburger bun. I have no idea.

ambulance bullhorn.

Starting my Freshman year, I made this one wish - to purchase a bullhorn and keep it in my vehicle. At the time I planned on using it mainly to be obnoxious, but mostly to be awesomely hilarious. Now that I am much older and much wiser, I can see greater benefits for such an item. Examples......

• Yelling at the emo student walking (slowly and emo-y) in front of my car when I have a green light and he clearly has the red hand thingy at the crosswalk.
• Yelling at the person going 25 in a 40.
• Yelling at the idiot blaring his horrible music in the ugliest car ever, next to me at the stoplight.
• Yelling at the idiot driving manically all over the road whilst talking on his cell phone. If you're not coordinated to do both, might I suggest focusing on the task that could kill someone.
  
• Saying hi to people I know as I drive by and explain why I can't offer them a ride.
  

Oh the possibilities are endless.

But then the other night, while waiting to for the light to turn green, I hear this in a loud booming voice, "Jason. What are you doing? And where is your helmet?"

It was some EMS peeps in an ambulance behind me talking to the motorcyclist next to me through some sort of bullhorn equipped in the vehicle.

Dude. Where can I get me an ambulance?

And no, Jason was not wearing a helmet.

lessons learned.

• I really really need a "No Soliciting" Sign.
• 5k = doable. 10k = kill me.
• Leaving PG alone to nap in our room (with the door open) = finding my door closed and locked with a toddler behind it smearing Vaseline all over himself, the wall, our duvet and neatly lining up our razors according to size. Dude.
  
• Zombie tired apparently = frosting and Diet Coke for breakfast. Again. How odd....and delicious.
  
• Is it possible for us to move to a state that I am not allergic to?

lessons learned.

• I'm back....In black.
  
• Apparently if we left our laptop charger in a different state, but there's still a fully functional puter in the house, I feel it impossible to check my email, post, surf the world wide web etc. because I have to make the trek downstairs. It may as well be in China. Oh Lappy charger, how I miss you.
• If you buy a half bushel of peaches with the intent of canning them, then book a last minute trip out of town - be prepared with plan B. This may include staying up until midnight peeling and slicing those bad boys for the freezer. Cause there's no way I'm letting that half bushel I waited forEVER for go to waste, dammit.
• I purchased an article of clothing from SHADE. And a swimmy suit earlier this summer. Its as if I've thrown my morals out the window. Next step - bonnet and jello casserole.
  
• Differences between jogging my normal route vs. jogging in Golden Gate park. There's more homeless in the latter - which is good, cause its never smart to jog alone.
  And its beautiful. And AND its 65 degrees.
  
• Quite sure PG dropped the s-bomb when he slipped in the tub. Quite. Oh heck!
• Is $99 too much to spend on headphones? What if I told you they never ONCE fell out of my ear or had to be readjusted? (I haven't purchased them yet, I just borrowed a pair to test them out). Why? Why so expensive? Let me add my spouse totally disagrees and thinks they are worth every penny. How could I marry such a ear phones high roller?
  

SF.

In SF. Well, coming home. BOO. 

I know you are totally worried, but don't be. I'll be back. Consider this some sort of intermission. .