the smell of fish had nothing to do with the fact that my legs were open

Today was awesome. I know that I was bitchin' this morning about having nothing to do but I decided to get off my ass and be a good parent. I put Jack in the car and we went to the Aquarium. I had never been there before but it was really cool. We even got to see them feed an octopus.

Then we went to Pike Place Market because it's right across the street. Even though that place is a tourist trap they have lots of cool stuff and on the weekdays it's not so crowded. We got fresh raspberries and then we bought mini donuts from a guy that looked like the poor-man's Johnny Depp. He even gave us 3 free ones while we were sitting there eating the ones that we bought.

After that we walked down from the donut man and got a fresh tofu corn dog. It was good and greasy. Jack actually ate most of it. We went over to a spot where you can sit at look at the water and ate the corn dog and I took some pictures.

When we left, the parking garage attendant gave us a discount, which he didn't have to do, but it was very appreciated.

We drove home and Jack took a really long nap while I got to just relax. And I got the house clean. Ahhhh....cleanliness really is next to godliness. Right, Ann?

No Sleep Till Brooklyn...

...or until they move out. I have the day off and I want nothing more than to be lazy and catch up on sleep but Jack needs to be constantly entertained. Plus he's making a royal mess and I need to clean up. Yuck, I'm sick of cleaning.

I need to hop in the shower so that we can go to the library. I enjoy the library but it makes me think of all the books I should be reading but I'm just to tired to do that after a long day of refolding shit.

Maybe I'll take a nap when Jack does this afternoon, that sounds like heaven. Right now I'm going to chug some black coffee and think back to when a "day off" really meant a day off.

Back on this Horse

I am back in full blogging swing. Things have obviously been a bit cragy for me these past few months. I've mostly been trying to just work, take care of Jack, and keep this damn house clean. Just a note to all of you future parents out there: when you have a 2 year old, cleanliness is an uphill battle everyday. As I speak he is spitting out fruit snacks onto the coffee table because he thinks it's funny.

So, to anyone who still even bothers to look at my blog, there will be new posts on a regular basis.

oddities at work

Yesterday this white guy came into my work with a long leather jacket on, a moustache and a full-on Jheri Curl. He was really weird and said he was a bouncer. He creeped us out and then my boss started singing "Soul Glo" to me and we died laughing.

Here's what it says in the Urban Dictionary for Jheri Curl:

Named after hair products of Jheri Redding. A perm that loosens the curls of a black person's hair. Typically seen in Michael Jackson impersonators and pimp stereotypes. I touched his Jheri curl and couldn't get my hand clean for a week.

Good times at ol' CK.