I must say a big “thank you” to Amy. She sent me a few emails wondering if a) I had in fact punched the lady at Wal Mart and b) needed someone to post bail. Those would’ve been much better reasons to be absent from the blog world but in all reality it was merely Zach being gone for a few days, taking the beloved computer hostage. It was a happy reunion when I saw the Apple…I mean Zach walk into the door today. 🙂
What to say about this week? Well, we went to the dentist on Wednesday. I probably should’ve shot myself in the foot instead. Appointment was at 1, which is to say right in the middle of naptime and the appointment was for Trysten, Tariku and myself. But, the good news, Tariku is not 10. 🙂 No, they said the birthdate given to him is probably pretty close to his actual age which is a relief. I’ll be honest I wouldn’t have been at all surprised to hear that he was 10. Why? Because he is incredibly smart and his fine motor skills are so advanced I’m both proud (can we say supreme athlete?) and freaked out. But alas, he’s just a rockin’ cool 3ish-year-old which is infinitely better than a 10-year-old in a 4-year-old’s body.
Yesterday a reporter in our local paper called to ask if I would be on a panel for the ex-Governor’s wife. Not sure what exactly about but the reporter said I would just talk about how my family came to be and that’s something I know a little about. (The sperm met the egg…I knew our son was in Ethiopia). The reporter said she picked me because she had taken my Bodypump class before and knew I was, “a dynamo, good talker and a mom”. I know for certain I’m one of those, one I fancy myself being and the other I have no idea what to think of. Flattering either way, I figure there are worse audiences for the story of Klipsch. Hope Mrs. Vilsack finds hotflawedmama and crew as interesting as you fine folks do. 🙂
This weekend my wonderful parents came to the house with the sole goal of finishing my “daddy do” list. It’s fairly large so I’m not quite sure they knew what they got themselves into. Either way, you might not hear from me seeings I gave myself a hefty list as well.
So, if you’re keeping score, I am not in jail. I am still mad at fake-nails-Wal Mart-employee but will not be going back to seek revenge. If I do go to jail I’ll have guest blogger make sure you all know so donations can be pouring in to bust me out. Thanks for your kindness. 🙂