American Express Card

Dear American Express,
Thank you SO much for sending me a new card in the mail. I am guessing this is your subtle way of telling me that I should GO SHOPPING!

And American Express, you have NO IDEA how much I would dearly love to obey your hint. There are SOOOOOO many things that I want to buy that I've been looking at for quite awhile. There's a new stroller for Nathan, clothing, shoes, maybe a few pieces of jewelry, books, and even some home improvement things like a new front door and new screen door. Really, my list of wants just goes on and on and on.

Unfortunately, and it pains me to say this, I cannot give in to the incredibly temptation to just le loose on the the biggest shopping spree known to man. See, I'm trying to do this wonderful thing called "living within my means". I know, it sounds insane. Truly insane. And I realize how crazy I sound by even attempting to do such a thing. But as an adult, a parent and wife. I find that I need to think of things beyond the immediate gratification of the here and now. I've got responsibilities.

Sadly, this is the end American Express. But don't be sad, we've had a lot of good times, right? Together we've purchased outfit after outfits, we've loaded our cart with make-up and books. We even once purchased $300 black sling back shoes on a WHIM! Ahhhh... good times American Express, good times. I'm getting a little tear just thinking about it and find that saying goodbye is very difficult. But goodbye it is.

Thanks for the memories American Express!

Needs and Desires

At what point did I decide that it was WAY more exciting to look for things for Nathan than for myself. My Amazon wishlist used to be filled with books and movies that I wanted, now, it's filled with things like this:

Yes that is a Jeep stroller, and I want it. Bad. I also want the following:

That's a stroller organizer. I know, it's so exciting I don't know how I stop myself from jumping up and down. A STROLLER ORGANIZER!!! Be still my beating heart - be still.

Don't get me wrong, I still have books and things on my Amazon list, but it's starting to get filled with children's books I want for Nathan, toys for Nathan, and ORGANIZING THINGS for Nathan. I am not going to lie, for my birthday I am asking for an Old Navy gift card so I can get some goodies for myself - and also so I can get some things for Nathan. Is that so wrong??

Means of Entertaining Myself

A former roommate and I used to entertain ourselves by watching QVC and HSN. We'd drink lots and lots of wine and turn on the television and just about DIE laughing as we made up our own little story/banter/etc... for what callers really SHOULD say about the product on hand. The creepiest show we watched and loved? Any segment that included dolls. You know, those porcelain collector dolls that cost like $50 and up? Those dolls creep me out. I had a friend WAY back when who had a doll in her room that was a lamp. That doll scared the crap out of me - it had those eyes that seemed to move and follow you across the room. I swear I would sleep over and be too spooked to sleep for fear the doll would suddenly come to life. The doll looked a little like this one:

Except picture this doll with a lampshade sticking out of her head. Creepy, right?

Back to my roommate and I. On a few occasions we would be sooo, what's the word I'm looking for? Happy. We'd be sooo happy that we would attempt to CALL the number online and try and convince the operator to put us through to the show host. It never worked. I don't even know what we would SAY to the host, and I don't think it mattered. It was the IDEA of getting on the air, drunk, to say something silly about a creepy doll up for sale that would send us over the edge into hysterical laughter. And there you have it - more proof that I can entertain myself over absolutely nothing!

Recent Movie Viewing Experience

Jeff and I actually managed to stay awake one night and watch, from start to finish, "Sorority Row". See trailer here:



Anyway, I would like to say that I went to college - and I even dated a guy in a fraternity for my ENTIRE FOUR YEARS at college. And went to LOTS of fraternity parties. None of them, NONE of them, looked like what is being described above. No girls wearing lingerie. No girls wearing pajamas with NO BACKSIDE. No hot tubs where people had sex in BROAD DAYLIGHT where other people are walking around because NOBODY NOTICES THAT. It's just such an odd version of college. I did some crazy things in college - but wearing lingerie in public and having sex in a hot tub in the FRONT YARD of a house were not in that experience. I also didn't play elaborate pranks on a friends' brother where it required him thinking that his girlfriend was DEAD and thus needed to chop up her body in little pieces. I would like to add though, if I DID do these things and my boyfriend at the time, who graduated top of his class and was absolutely crazy about me and FOUND OUT I had assisted in killing my "best friend" and thus tried to take out everyone who was a threat to me in a series of gruesome ways- well he just might be a keeper!!

Perusing of Craigslist

Wow. This job. Wow. Apparently SOMEONE has had a VERY, VERY bad experience in some of the people they have hired in the past. Let's take a look:

PART TIME & FLEXIBLE DOGGY DAY CARE WORKER (WITH POSSIBILITY OF FULL TIME &/OR MGMT - IF DESIRED.) DO reply if you are:
• Mature, responsible, & reliable with a strong work ethic
• Willing to work holidays & wk-ends (required)
• Have your own reliable vehicle (in the winter as well)
• comfortable working around 30-50 dogs daily
• willing to learn dog behavior & training methods
• looking to work 10-35 hours a week that are flexible
• looking for a long term job (3-10 years) that you take pride in the quality, not compromises, your work ethic reflects
• A Team player (this is a pack environment and we work together as a team)
• Don’t mind CLEANING, CLEANING, CLEANING (mop, sweep, laundry, pick up dog waste, etc…)
• A Dedicated, hard worker
• A self motivated individual that can complete projects on your own
• Able to Stand, walk, play up to 8 hours a day – able to lift 50 lbs.
• Computer skills, customer service & Management Experience a plus
• A Dog Lover
• Comfortable using a washer/dryer, vacuum, power washer, etc. AND use them correctly and take care of them & put them back when you are done.
• You like working with dogs but understand that it is a lot work and not standing around petting them.
• You like working indoors & outdoors and get a lot of satisfaction looking around and taking pride in your work.
• Don’t mind scooping poop & mopping up after a large amount of dogs
• Willing to mop, do laundry and clean every day
• Look, act and treat others as a professional
• Efficient, have a good work ethic
• If you are flexible with constant changes in priorities depending on weather, needs and other things.
• Good availability and would like a part time job that you can stay at for a long time
• Are looking for a part time job that can turn into full time for the right person
• Are willing to work part time to start, turn into full time & eventually into a management position.
• Are looking for a long term part time job.
Do NOT reply if:
• You are not self-motivated
• Adequate is good enough because it isn't here
• You are not comfortable with video surveillance and clients who work for the various law enforcement agencies •
You get nervous about complete civil and criminal background check
• You do not have job and character references that are not friends or related to you
• You do not have a resume
• You do not have an abundance of common sense
• You are not available holidays & weekends
• You are not able to look around and see what needs to be done without being told
• You can't lift light and heavy loads. This work entails light and heavy labor.
• If you don't like taking direction from a woman
• If you do not love dogs
• If you ever forget to check before opening/closing any doors
• If you cannot remember that safety comes first over anything and everything
• If you have any issues with reorganizing, unloading dog food deliveries, carrying things
• If you have any problem working quickly - efficiently while getting the job done completely and correctly.
• If a job you undertake needs to be done twice because the first time was not good enough.
• If you feel your way is the only way; conversely need to be instructed every step
If you do not include a resume & cover letter with your experience & why I should hire you.
• If you are not consistently on time
In other words, I'm looking for a long-term employee, part time with flexible hours whose character, integrity, work ethics, strength and commitment are not in question. We are looking for part time employees that want to stay part time and part time employees that want to grow into full time and management positions. If you are looking for an exciting career working with an amazing group of dogs and you meet the above requirements, please send a resume and cover letter detailing your experience and why you believe you would be a good fit with our organization. Must have reliable vehicle, good character & attitude, loyalty and no "issues." Subject to background check and random checks.

My oh my. HOLY SHIT is all I'm saying. This is for a DOGGIE DAYCARE JOB! But I'm sensing some hostility here. A LOT of hostility. I'm thinking this woman has had a LOT of bad employees. I particularly like the "no issues" requirement along with being videotaped at all times and being subject to random checks. That sounds a lot like a PRISON to me, NOT a place I would care to work. I would like to state that I can't imagine ANYONE going through the ad and thinking "Yes, that works for me" and then getting to something like "If a job you undertake needs to be done twice because the first time was not good enough." and going "well CRAP.. I DO suck at just about any job and EVERYTHING I do has to be re-done afterwards. I better not apply for this job!" I'm tempted to send in a resume and write a cover letter detailing my "issues" just for fun!

Dislike for Children's Music

I am not a big fan of children's music. In preparation of Nathan being born, Jeff downloaded songs that were lullabies done to popular songs. There is a LULLABY version of "Stairway to Heaven" that he actually PAID MONEY FOR. Ugh. I hate all of those songs. We do, however, like to play some children's music for Nathan when we're playing with him, or while we're giving him lunch. It's also HYSTERICAL to see him kind of bop along to the music and I need to remember to take a video of him doing this because it cracks me up just thinking about it.
Where was I? Yes - Children's music. Jeff and I are trying to find different children's songs since we're pretty tired of "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" and "She's Coming Round the Mountain". What did we find?? Well Barenaked Ladies have a while children's CD and one of my favorite songs of theirs is this:




Hysterical! It cracks me up every time we listen to it, and now we're on the hunt for more music and CD's that have music that's kind of adult friendly as well. Please feel free to send in suggestions, and no, I am not interested in Raffi!

Twilight - yes, I still loathe it

This article explains my issues with Twilight loathing a LOT better than my ranting ever could so I'm posting the link:
http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/snow-white-doesnt-live-here-anymore/200911/why-middle-aged-woman-loathes-twilight-encore

It lists 5 reasons for not liking Twilight - and the bad writing is just one reason. My favorite reason for not liking Twilight? The author writes here:

3. We should be appalled by Edward because Edward takes away Bella's keys to her very own car saying "You're intoxicated by my very presence" whereupon she says--wait for it--"There was no way around it; I couldn't resist him in anything."
Fifty years of the women's movement and that's what we get: "I couldn't resist him in anything"?
How nuts is this? Lucy Ricardo showed more backbone! Lambchop the Puppet showed more backbone than this "Lamb" does!
How about if Bella kept her own keys--and her own integrity--and drove away from the narcissistic bastard?

I have to agree that my main problems with Twilight is how Bella becomes a doormat for her boyfriend/husband. How she has no life, no personality, no desire beyond him. He is EVERYTHING to her, and while I understand the romance idea of having your love being the number one thing in your life - it's not healthy. Especially when your chosen one is a man who is dead, sparkles in daylight and stalks you obsessively while at the same time squashing your normal sexual desires. This is DEFINITELY not a man I'd want to spend an hour with, never mind an eternity.
Rant over! ;-)

Feeling Bad

Sometimes Facebook makes me feel bad. Well, not really BAD, but kind of sad. I read posts and I see people and for the most part I enjoy it. I do wonder though at times if all this "connection" is a little bit like a lie. Walk with me for a minute - I read the posts on peoples' lives, see the pictures, and it's wonderful to be back in touch with people and to see what's going on with their lives. But sometimes it feels like a false connection. I don't REALLY know what's going on with some of these people. We aren't REALLY connected. And other times I read the posts and see the pictures and don't feel the need to communicate any further because I just read what was going on in their lives. Why should I call? And that's kind of lazy of me. It's letting a true friendship slip away in a pool of lazy. There are also posts that I read and I wonder if people are truly as happy and grateful as they say. One person on my friend list is ALWAYS having the best day. She has the best kids, the best husband, she got flowers from the best husband, her baby slept through the night and didn't wake up fussing, she's making a scrumptious dinner for her perfect family and all is well. And I am jealous. My life, however awesome it may be, is definitely not filled with perfection. My living room is small and I can't play with Nathan in it. It smells like dog and I can't vacuum because Nathan is scared of the noise the cleaner makes. Laundry is perpetually either folder and stacked SOMEWHERE, or needs to be done. But never where it BELONGS in the dresser drawers. Jeff is fabulous, but there are times when we snap at each other and misunderstand each other, or are just so tired we sit next to each other and can barely form a sentence. There are NO FLOWERS (though to be fair, I DID tell Jeff that I thought flowers were a waste of money and not to get them - but still). And don't get me started on dinner. So happy-filled posts, which while lovely to read, sometimes make me feel inadequate. Like I should be feeling differently. Should do things DIFFERENTLY. Should have a different view on life. The pessimist in me wants to know why her posts are always so HAPPY. Is she TRULY this happy all the time? And if so, can I have whatever she has because I need that badly. Or is she very conscious of what she posts about her family? It could be a little of both? The point being - I'm jealous. I try and change my own attitude, to be more positive and cheery, and I can do it - up to a point. I consider myself a realist - I am NOT an optimist. And I have a slightly different sense of humor that relies heavily on sarcasm. Terminally upbeat posts are not my style (in case you haven't noticed!). I think I would be more appreciative of peoples' different ideas of posting on Facebook if I didn't, oh, LOOK AT FACEBOOK ALL DAY LONG! I will also try and be a little more positive! And call my friends more!

Dog

He's staring at me. Right now Monty and I are engaged in some sort of bizarre staring contest where he's been STARING AT ME for the past 10 minutes. Just standing here, staring at me. I'm ignoring him because he's already been out, and it isn't time for dinner. But yet he is STILL STARING AT ME. And I'm not going to acknowledge him. He WANTS me to acknowledge him. He WANTS me to give in and get up and let him out and feed him, but I am not going to be swayed this time. Monty is FINE! There is NO REASON for him to be staring at me other than just wanting to MAKE ME INSANE. I think he's trying to see if I snap. I really and truly do. I think that this is running through his head "Bitches. I used to be the baby, ME! I AM the baby. Now they've brought home that really small person and I am not getting the attention that is so deservedly MINE. Bitches. I'm going to stare at my mother until she acknowledges me".

But I am NOT going to give in. Even though he's been staring at me for 15 minutes now.. I am NOT GOING TO GIVE IN. Oh, and that sound you hear in the far off distance - it's me screaming.

Conversation with Nathan

No, No Nathan. See, if you are crying and wiggling and screaming your little head off I CANNOT change your diaper. And since the whole process of changing your diaper, primarily the LYING YOU DOWN ON THE CHANGING PAD has suddenly become a big no no for you - you would think that you would want the process to go smoothly. And quickly. Especially since it seems to make you soooo incredibly unhappy. But mommy can NOT change your diaper quickly if you are wriggling like a ferret on crack. And if you happen to add SCREAMING to your repertoire, well, the whole changing the diaper thing takes a lot longer than it really should. See how mommy is constantly trying to distract you during the process with singing and toys? And see how she struggles to get you all cleaned up because you keep trying to flip over? Well that is NOT helping mommy. And while you may think that mommy is Wonder Woman (and I freely admit that she just might be), she is not able to get a new diaper on your bum in a timely manner if you are doing any of the above. So work WITH mommy, okay??? Soon you'll be back on the floor playing your favorite game - "rip the covers off mommy's favorite and treasured books".

Being a Stay at Home Mommy

I never used to fantasize about being a stay at home mommy. I DID, however, fantasize about being a "kept woman". Yup, I really, really wanted to know what it would be like to be a "mistress". Now, I didn't REALLY want to be one - but the IDEA of being one was incredibly enticing. I remember once I was walking through Downtown Crossing when this older gentleman wearing a very nice suit took my hand and tried to get me to "get a cup of coffee" with him. Uh, no thank you. I mentioned it to my boss at the time and she said I had just missed out on my opportunity to be a "kept woman" - she was KIDDING, but that's what got me thinking. How lovely would it be to have NO responsibilities, to do nothing all day but go to spas, the gym, shopping, and to have my OWN APARTMENT where I didn't have to pay for anything? Pretty darn lovely, right? Now, I'm well aware that the fantasy in my head is not a reality and that that sort of relationship isn't really a "relationship" as much as it is say, a BUSINESS relationship - if you get my meaning! But boy was it a tantalizing thought. Especially when I had to do things I didn't want to do, like pay the rent and utilities and cable and perhaps there wasn't REALLY money left over to go do something fun. Anyway, now that I'm a stay at home mommy, I'm having a hard time adjusting to the fact that the day is pretty much mine. Yes, it's REALLY run by Nathan, or as my father likes to call him, "The Little Tyrant" - but since Nathan is only 11 months, I pretty much decide things like what we're doing, what he'll eat, and when naptime is. If I want to stay in the house and lie on the floor with Nathan while he crawls all over me - that's what we do. If I want to get out of the house, than I plan a playdate or other outing. I don't really have a schedule yet, and I'm trying to get one, because I am someone who works best with a schedule. A schedule AND a deadline. Maybe it's because I'm a HUGE procrastinator, but I tend to wait till the very last second to finish whatever needs to be done, so deadlines are huge for me in terms of motivation.

Right now my schedule is pretty much as follows:
Wake up with Nathan - change his diaper and give him breakfast.
Put Nathan in his exersaucer and turn on Nick Jr for Blues Clues while I take the world's fastest shower.
Pop Nathan into his playroom and attempt to eat breakfast myself - eating VERY quickly before Nathan melts down because I am NOT sitting right next to him.
Play time - Games we play are "Climb all over mommy", "open and close dresser drawer and get VERY upset when mommy repeatedly tries to redirect to another activity". "try and put pacifier in mommy's mouth", "eat everything".
Bottle
Nap time (please god, nap time would be lovely)
Wake Nathan up and feed him lunch
Into the stroller for a walk around neighborhood or lake or mall, or maybe a playdate. The key is to GET OUT OF THE HOUSE at some point.
Bottle
Nap time
Play time in playroom where we play games like "How many pacifiers can we drop before running out", "Let's scream our heads off if mommy needs to leave for 5 second to run to the bathroom", and "hey, is that a phone/magazine/book/remote control because I want it RIGHT NOW".
Dinner
Give Nathan to Jeff as soon as he walks through the door
Dishes
Bathtime
Story or playtime
Bottle
Bed
Of course the schedule is subject to changes at the last minute but i try and make sure Nathan gets all his naps in - though I also make sure the afternoon nap doesn't stretch beyond 5:00pm because otherwise he's IMPOSSIBLE to get to go down for bed.
It's definitely been an adjustment over here, but I'm loving everything so far!

Distrust of anything after midnight

Let's face it, anything after midnight is NOT GOOD. Wait? Do you need more? Let me explain. Anything that happens after midnight is usually NOT GOOD. Midnight and after is kind of the witching hour so to speak. If you're awake it's most likely not on purpose and you're engaged in some insomnia-related activity such as staring at the clock and counting how many hours you have until you have to wake up the next morning, watching QVC, or tossing and turning as your mind plays some odd loop in your head over and over again no matter what you do. If you're out and about, anything after midnight is NOT GOOD because that usually means you've been drinking. And if you've been drinking, after midnight is about the time where you perhaps have DRUNK TOO MUCH. This is the point in time when you judgement becomes, well, murky. You THINK you still look amazing - until you happen to glance at yourself in the mirror and notice you have sweated off all your make-up and look perhaps... NOT GOOD. This is also a bad time to maybe say... meet somebody. Your judgement, as I stated before, is murky at best, and you are not really looking at this potential partner with the best eyes. Once again, NOT GOOD. And if you are instead awake after midnight because your child is sick, crying, hates you and wants you and daddy to die a slow and miserable death - well this is also NOT GOOD. This is the time of night when you and your significant other will fight over something as small as what kind of diapers to buy, to something as serious as budget concerns. This is NOT THE TIME to have ANY sort of discussion, no matter how small or how big. I can pretty much guarantee that you and your significant other will NOT AGREE. Not only will you NOT AGREE with each other, you will soooooooo NOT AGREE with each other that you will perhaps have a DISCUSSION. This is NOT GOOD! So really, anything that takes place after midnight is not to be trusted. Little tidbit from me to you!

Heart

Warning - mushy post alert!!! The hormones are running through my body faster than the speed of light, so if you don't want to read the mushy ooshiness.. well.. give this post a PASS!

Nathan is almost 1 years old. I cannot believe it. Last Father's Day I got Jeff a picture frame where there's a tiny oval for each month, and you put a picture in it to show how your baby is growing month by month. When I presented it to Jeff (he LOVES taking pictures), we both marvelled over ALL THOSE TINY WINDOWS. I mean, it was RIDICULOUS to even think about how time would pass and we would have Nathan and that a WHOLE YEAR would fly by. But today Jeff showed me the frame and there's only one tiny window left. 12 months.

It feels like I've had Nathan with me forever. It feels like my heart is walking around outside of my body in the form of my baby. Everything he does amazes me. Even when he's being a total BEAR because he missed a nap and then didn't have a full afternoon nap and I can't so much as run to the bathroom to PEE without him pulling himself up on the gate to SCREAM his little head off, well even then I know I'm so freakin' lucky. Beyond lucky to have such an amazing child. Lucky that I'm able to be home with him, and lucky that he is seriously so insanely cute that there are STILL times when I have to force myself to hand him over to adoring grandpas and grandma and cousins and friends. Because there are STILL days when I am happiest when he puts his little hand on me and I feel the slight weight of his hand and know that there is so much responsibility in that little touch. And yet so much joy. I watch him sleep and I wonder if there will ever be a point in my life where I WON'T want to watch him sleep and I really hope that comes before he's like, 16 years old, because boy will he NOT want his mommy staring at him when he's a teenager. Talk about therapy!! And I wonder if I'm just the most boring person on earth because I can sit and talk about him and the things he does FOREVER and holy crap I feel bad for whoever I'm talking to because I UNDERSTAND that I am the most uninteresting person in the world and yet I CANNOT STOP MYSELF.

And my baby is almost a year old. It makes me want to cry because WHERE DID MY BABY GO??? The time flew by and even though carrying him around the mall leaves me with a back ache and exhausted - I STILL carry him around the mall for two reason:
1. He likes
2. I like it - and I know there will be a time where he will NOT want to be carried and it will make me cry, gotta get my time in now!

I read a book once where the author likened being a mother to being in Shakespeare's "Midsummer's Nights Dream" - where you are truly not in your right mind. I'd have to agree. Being a mother has been the most challenging thing I've ever done - and every day I am eternally thankful that I am NATHAN's mom. He is definitely my heart.

Bait and Switch

There is not a lot of snuggle time at Chez Weiner. Okay, there IS some snuggle time. But it's usually Nathan and myself. Nathan is a definite cuddler and I LOVE it! He'll turn around and put his head on my shoulder and his little hands rested on me and okay, SOMETIMES he opens his mouth and just COMES AT ME and I say "Cannibal baby - don't eat me" and he laughs and laughs and I am dying laughing as well because really he has no idea what I'm saying... but I'm getting off the point. I never used to like to snuggle. Ever. I remember a previous relationship where in the middle of the night my boyfriend at the time tried to cuddle with me and I PUNCHED HIM IN MY SLEEP!!! He was NOT happy and immediately woke me up to tell me how awful that was. I told him that I loathe people touching me when I'm trying to sleep, and that remained true for years. I even banned my precious cat Princess Lily from my bed at night because she would make me INSANE when she tried to sleep next to say.... my head. Awful. This dislike of cuddling continued until I got married. Something about "married" flipped a switch in my head and now I LOVE to cuddle. I don't think I need to mention that Jeff HATES cuddling, right?? Hates it. Hates it, hates it. So I bargain for my cuddle time. I'll do something nice like.. let him play video games for an hour while I attend to Nathan so I can get cuddle time. Or we time it. Like, cuddle time is 5 minutes. And you better believe Jeff is marking off that time in his head. You can almost SEE him counting silently, 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi until he is free. Maybe it's because Jeff is so... cuddly!!! I swear he is the BEST for cuddle time and I love it, love it, love it!!!

Of course I have a feeling that when Nathan can start to fight back, my cuddle time with him will be over... I can picture him now with a disgusted look on his face "Mom, please... leave me alone". Sigh...

Oh, and Jeff says that I used the old bait and switch on him with the cuddling thing.. hence the name of this post!

Newest Question

A quick post - but I'd like to know why it is that I NEVER notice that Nathan has something on his face, or something in his nose until I am outside the house and people are coming up to him to talk about how cute he is. I ALWAYS wipe his hands and face, and I'm pretty good at cleaning him up after meals - but every SINGLE time I am out and about with him and someone comes over to say "hi" - I'll notice he's got a smear of his lunch near his eye (and WTF is THAT all about it?? Near his EYE???), or there's something in his nose. I will desperately to do a quick swipe to get his face clean, but for the most part - he's got a dirty face. It's soooo embarrassing. Oh, and why is it the ONE time I leave the house without a change of clothes in my diaper bag, that Nathan has the world's BIGGEST diaper explosion and I wind up changing his diaper, cleaning him off, and walking around with a baby in nothing but a diaper and socks. It's like walking around with white trash baby and once again - not a happy camper. ESPECIALLY since I usually make a point to dress him extra cute if I know we're going out. Because yes, if I know ahead of time it's going to be a slow morning or if it's raining and I'm not really leaving the house - I leave him in his jammies. I know, I know... bad... but hey.. he's a BABY and he really doesn't know any better!

Hope everyone had a wonderful long weekend - we had a pretty nice one at Chez Weiner and went to an arcade where I kicked some serious ass on the Skeeball machine! Go ME!