It's Pretty Much My Favorite Animal

I hope everybody had a fabulous weekend. I was quite busy studying for a business law test I have tonight and watching the Hawks get their asses kicked. I didn’t get to go to any rocking Halloween parties because I’m an old lady who doesn’t leave the house if it’s later than eight instead I spent all day at a coffee shop in downtown Edmonds inhaling caffeine and memorizing the different legal defenses for negligence.

While I didn’t get to get all dressed up and go to a fun party (even my Grandpa got to go to a Halloween party!) I was still able to see lots of adorable little kids. Edmonds shuts down Halloween night for kids to trick or treat and just as I was packing up my books a young family came into the coffee shop to get hot cocoas and one of their kids was dressed as a liger. I kid you not. It was the cutest little girl with blond girls and if I didn’t have a shitty camera with a broken phone I would’ve taken a picture. I just thought it was so utterly cool and original that she wasn’t a princess.

I really hope that if I have a little girl one day she doesn’t insist on being a princess. Not like I’m one to talk considering my favorite costume from when I was little was Snow White, but that’s only because I didn’t know Liger was an option.

When I left the coffee shop I could the streets were already full of families and kids ready to start the festivities. It was at that point that I realized that there is no other day in the year that quite makes me want to be a mom as much as Halloween does. I needed a quick fix of a tantrum throwing kid to get me back on track, but, unfortunately, I did not see one screaming kid all night. What are the chances of that? Seriously?

Once I got home Chuckles and I left to go see my nephews and wish Jared a happy birthday. Given the boys’ obsession with Star Wars this was the second year in a row their costumes had a Star Wars theme: Jared was Anakin Skywalker and Matthew was an Ewok. I know I’m prejudiced, but they were pretty damn cute…and funny. Every time Jared posed for a picture he put his hand up, which apparently means he is using the force on you. So that was my overly exciting Halloween, I know you’re oh so jealous. And I have to ask the question I’ve been asking everybody over the last week: what was your favorite costume growing up?

Cuh-razy

Life has been overwhelming me lately. School and work and doctor’s appointments have completely overtaken my life and last Friday when the alarm went off at 5:30 in the morning I threw what some might call a hissy fit and started screaming that I just couldn’t, COULD NOT, get out of bed.

Although, I eventually was able to get out of bed, I talked to one of my classmates over email later that day and he was nice enough to point out that things are only going to get harder from here on out. I’m two weeks away from finishing my first year, which I am very excited about, but have realized that this also means that all the easy classes are over. I’m taking two classes this summer instead of just one and next quarter I’m taking a similar load to what I have now.

So what I am getting at is that I felt in order to save my sanity something had to give. School is by far my top priority – I’m spending enough money on it. The thing to give would have to be work. I talked to my boss and am going down to a thirty-two hour work week. I was dreading him saying no because I really didn’t know what my next move would be, but, thankfully, he said yes…even though he sounded unsure about the whole thing.

Basically, though, it will work as long as I can get all my work done. The other rule that I have to follow for this plan to work is to get up at a reasonable time on Fridays. No sleeping in til noon, no more hissy fits about how I just CAN NOT get out of bed. (Although, I really meant it last Friday.)

Anycrapola, I think this might also mean a break from blogging. Who knows what’ll happen though right?!

On a compeletely different note– who do you think would win in a fight between Chuck Norris and a Liger?