Thursday, September 25, 2008

A Trip to the Zoo

A few weeks ago we went to the Zoo in Providence, RI. It had been a long time since either of us had been to a zoo and after going we remembered how lame a zoo can be when basically none of the animals are out for viewing. Oh well. The animals we did see were fun and Oliver liked them. Of course his favorite thing at the zoo were the construction trucks working on a new home for the elephants! Go figure!






videoJust ignore the fact that I'm still eating my lunch in this video!! I didn't realize Zack was filming me as well!

Friday, September 19, 2008

New PJ's from Grammy and Grandpa



Coy Oli


Reverent Oli


Sorry this video is kind of dark, but thanks again Mom and Dad for the new PJs. Oliver loves the fire truck!! video

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Welcome to Mass



Any time you go to the DMV, you now you are in for a real treat. Either you get to wait for a long time for them to call your number, or you don't have the right stuff with you so you have to come back and do it all over again, or they charge you an arm and a leg for some stupid paper which in turn totally kills your day, or if you're really lucky, they do all three. There are so many things that can happen, but none of them are really good. I went to the DMV on Friday because I finally broke down and got a MA driver's license. I had been avoiding this for the past year I think secretly in hopes that we would somehow not be staying here and so I wouldn't really need one. But after a year, our car insurance wouldn't renew if we didn't get MA licenses. UGH. Sigh. I guess we're staying. But I had low expectations since I have already been there about 5 times since we've moved here for various things so I was prepared for the line, I had looked at the list of needed items again and again to ensure that I would have all the right things. I was prepared.
I got my number, I waited, and waited, and waited. Over and hour I waited. Then Happy Day! They finally called my number. I quickly collected our things and was dragging Oliver at a clipping pace behind me to get to the window on the opposite side of the building. I walk up and the woman in the picture above greeted me by asking what my number was. I said, "206."
This is our conversation:
WOMAN: I don't know what you've been doing lady, but I've already called the next number.
ME: Excuse me?

WOMAN: I called your number 3 times and you were too slow, so I called the next number, you need to pay attention.

ME: What??? (It seriously took me less than 2 min. to get over to this window.) Well I was on the other side of the building and I have a toddler, so I walked over here as fast as I could. (Meaning I dragged my 2 year old behind me as fast as I could.)

WOMAN: Well I already called the next number so you're too late.

ME: ARGGGHHHHH!!!!! You are kidding me. (I'm thinking I'm going to have to get another number and wait all over again.)

WOMAN: Just wait over there until I help the next person and then I can help you

ME: (Thinking to myself, why didn't you just say that in the 1st place?) OK.

She helps the next person. I wait there fuming.

WOMAN: Ok, come on.

I give her all necessary documents, without talking to her since I am still fuming. I take the vision test. I can barely smile in the picture because I'm still urked.

WOMAN: That'll be $90.

What the? $90? Just to transfer over a license? This is highway robbery. But I write out a check for $90 and give it to her.

WOMAN: (Imagine her speaking in a totally monotone voice without even looking up at me.) You will get you license in the mail in 10 to 14 days. Here is a temp. Sorry about before, welcome to Mass.

ME: Thanks. (I can feel the love already lady.)

The End. Couldn't be more pleasant! Really rolled out the red carpet for me lady!

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

On My Mind

First thing on my mind was that I have never seen anyone take a leaf blower to their entire lawn after they have cut their grass. Sure I've seen it when it's fall and the leaves have all fallen off the trees, but this was certainly not the case. They guy across the street from us (in all his shirtless, tattooed, beer bellied glory) was literally blowing his whole lawn. I guess to free it from the haircut he had just given the grass. Of course all those clippings are now still on the sidewalk right next to our car. Yeah, that looks much better! Which brings me to the second thing on my mind.

2. The junk the people that moved out of that apartment left on the sidewalk which is now stylishly adorned with the grass clippings, also next to our car. Why do people do that? Why do you put out junk that no one would ever want as if you are offering good free stuff. It's total junk and it's broken. And again we have to park by it and look at it from our windows. If you have good stuff, sure- put it out there, it will be gone in a heartbeat, but junk, well that's just rude. Besides, I'm tired of looking at it.

3. Is it ever appropriate to ask someone if they are growing a gut? I think not. Zack had someone ask him this the other day and both of us just thought there is no conceivable reason that you should ever say this to anyone. Luckily we both know that Zack does not have a gut, nor is he attempting to grow one and we also know the person that asked him this while he may have been serious, it just extremely rude. (Wasn't his first rude comment and I'm sure won't be his last.) I told Zack he should have asked if said person was looking for some competition?

4. Is it disturbing to anyone else when you see an older woman shopping in the underwear section?? I don't know why, but it just seems like they should be sticking to the granny underwear at that age. Nothing lacy, leopard, or with floss should be in their hands and/or shopping cart if you catch my drift.

5. At the library yesterday I witnessed many strange and sad things. Most exciting was that a security alarm went off and they didn't know why and everyone had to evacuate. I never found out what it was. I was hoping it was a bomb or something since I was standing near the windows. I also witnessed a woman or girl rather asking another girl if she had some deodorant and the other girl pulling out a stick and giving it to the first girl who then proceeded to raise her arms above her head and put it on in front of everyone evacuated outside the library. She could have at least gone around the corner or tried to be a little discrete. I wish I could say "kids these days" but I doubt she was much younger than I am. But my favorite library moment was two moms who were both yelling at their kids and being really ugly and mean to them. And in the same breath one of them turned around to a little girl playing with a puzzle and so sweetly talked to her and helped her. It was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I thought, "boy, you should try and be that nice to your own kids!!" I felt sad for their kids, and there were a lot of them. And then I wondered why people like that keep having kids when they clearly just treat them like they are a huge burden and annoyance. Probably to get back at their cheating boyfriends that they still love. I have one word: Adoption.

6. Should I be trying to potty train Oliver?? And at what point should I put him a toddler bed? Soon? Later? I guess I better start investigating into some of these issues.

Just some random thoughts.