Two Types of People

I'm finding that there are two types of people in this world:

1) Those that embrace the Harry Potter mania
2) Those that do not ("Muggles" as the Harry Potter people like to call them)

I say this as my husband is currently driving around Hollywood trying to find a copy of the latest book. It is 12:30 am. Mind you, he already has a pre-ordered copy being delivered to his office this weekend. Oh the horror! The problem is that he will not get his hands on that copy until Monday. Oh no, that is unacceptable.

With a roll of the eyes, "Go find your book, but only if you bring back some ice cream," I said.

We had plans to go camping in Malibu tomorrow night (weird that people can camp there, huh? ). The trip has been cancelled. But what did he intend to do....go off in the woods and read it by himself while the rest of sit around the campfire?? OK, lame.

Clearly, I fall into the second category. I believe I am the only one in the Rietz family that does. I don't get it.

He's back from an unsuccessful mission....too many people, lines too long. No book. No ice cream.

Will Bill get his hands on the book by Monday...dun dun dunnnn....stay tuned....

Oh, that's music to my ears

Can someone please explain why the "iTunes Junkie" forgets her iPod when she gets a cavity filled?? Because I cannot.

I ALWAYS have my iPod with me, especially for an unpleasant circumstance like drowning out the sound of a drill in my mouth.

Yesterday, I tell the hygenist as I settle into the dentist chair, "I just have to get my iPod so I can get in the zone." Digging through my treasure trove of a purse, I can't find it. Check the pockets. Nope, not there. @#&%!^# in my inside voice. "Oh, I don't have it." Nurse laughs, "Well, I guess you'll have to listen to our music." Which happens to be elevator music. Not my favorite genre. Nervous laugh, "Yeah, I guess so."

Let me reiterate that my least favorite sound is a dental drill. Alas, I had to endure without my tunes. But not without making the dentist and her hygenist concerned over my state of being. The dentist kept remarking about my "furrowed brow." Well, I am furrowing because I don't like you driving the drill in my tooth.

See, the world is a better place when I listen to my iPod. Maybe that is my justification for getting an iPhone.

The mom with the most.....

Kelly, you win the prize for the mom with the most....
A) Mess
B) On her plate
C) Humor
D) All of the above

The answer is D) All of the above.

If you disagree...I'll raise you two sunburned twin babies and a 2 yr-old that puked all over the booth in Legal Seafoods and the new minivan. Try to top that for a day in the life of the Sawyer family.

My life as a mom

I started thinking about how being a mom has changed me. I'll entertain you with a few observations from this week.....

Roles I've assumed:
Chief Snack Dispenser = To be armed with a variety of nutritious snacks to proactively offer and provide nourishment throughout the course of the day. This role has become so routine that I shoved a bite of a NutriGrain bar in my husband's face when he walked in the door on Tues.

Emergency First Responder = To be ready to provide emergency assistance in an instant. In some cases, the term changes to "Emergency First Overreactor" depending on the jumpiness of the mother. Fresh from infant CPR/first aid training, I had the phone in hand, ready to dial 911 when Alex, my co-worker, started making weird noises while arching his body back and flailing his arms. He was demonstrating what would happen when he goes fishing in the ocean. I thought he was having a stroke.

Chef to the Queen = To cook meal after meal to please her toddler highness. What WOULD the Queen like this evening???? Well, the Queen does not like spinach, nor does she care for green beans and potatoes....eh um....those are for mere peasants. The Queen will not eat if served such rubbish!! She slams her hand on her tray and clears it with one fell swoop. Perhaps the Queen would fancy a Fig Newton or some Pirate's Booty? Yes, as a matter of fact, that's what the Queen would like for dinner.

Overhead in our house....
"Why is there Life cereal in our bed?" - Bill

From the mouth of a working mom.....
"I'm gonna need you to quickly troubleshoot while I am gone, so I know you'll be able to handle problems in my absence."
"Why is there chocolate on my knee? Did I not shower yesterday? When was my last shower?" - wondering this at work

Adventures in Pigtails

The wee one finally has locks suitable for piggytails. We've done some experimenting (see below), although I've been put on pigtail probation. Bill had enough of the screaming that's involved in the process. Well, us girls know that there's a certain amount of pain necessary to be beautiful.