Let's All Just Get Honest.

My baby can pee now. Yes. at only 14 weeks old, this little tyke can let it all out. I wonder if they make a tiny sigh like so many of us do when we finally get the chance to take a tinkle.

By the way, as much as I hate having to inconvenience my day by going to the restroom, I do love unloading my bladder. Sometimes, I just smile and sit there for a smidge longer than normal and just enjoy the moment. (Cue my husband reading this blog, getting embarrassed on my behalf, shaking his head and saying quietly to himself, "Steeeeeeph". He thinks I should keep some things to myself.)

Hey, I never claimed to be classy.

Which reminds me, (Scott's embarrassment, not my classy claim) for the most part, I love attention. And in almost all instances, Scott is not a fan of it. We went to the Blue Man Group show once and I had an aisle seat. The blue men were walking down the aisles looking at people all creepy. Of course, I can't just sit there and stare back, I have to make a slight scene, like they are scaring me..I mean, how else will they have a conversation after the show about that one really cool girl that they freaked out? Anyways, what I didn't realize was they were looking for someone to bring on stage. Well, the attention worked. And I landed myself in a 15 minute scene with the no talking, plastic smelling, heavy breathing blue men and, I must say.... I stole that show like it was a ding dong in my neighbors lunch box.

Where was Scott while I was egging on the crowd and soaking in the rays of attention?

He was sweating. And shaking. And trying his best not to have a heart attack right then and there. Because he was THAT nervous for me! And I am sure, completely embarrassed, as people laughed at something I did, they would all look lovingly his way too. Man, if I could have ALSO been in his seat..double attention! Score!

I also made a sign once at a Packers game. Because I wanted to get on tv. And not just the jumbo tron. ESPN. Go big or go home. So, I made an enormous sign that read, "This is our Honeymoon!" With a big heart and the letter Z in the middle. Did Scott grunt and try to hide behind the sign everytime I flew it proudly in the air? Of course. Did we make it onto TV? Oh yes. Did people around us give us strange looks and ask questions as to WHY we would pick Green Bay Wisconsin as our honeymoon destination? You betcha. Were we prepared to answer? Of course not. I only think in the moment. I just stared sweetly at Scott like those new wives who always wait for their new husband's to answer every question. Which made Scott all the more happy about my sign.

I had a point. But now all I want to do is figure out a way to get on a gameshow. or find a way to secretly nominate myself for some hero's episode of Oprah.

Oh, you have ALL thought about doing that before!

No?

Just me?