Boo Bash!

We are so excited to be heading to Cincinnati today for Boo Bash at Bart and Mollie's. This is the annual Halloween party that is not to be missed. Extra special treat- we get to see friends Brian and Julie for the first time since they moved to Milwaukee. I'll definitely post pics from the costume competition when we get back- no hints until then!

Okay, I'm back to normal!

Feeling decisive again today, thankyouverymuch! There's just no place for apathy in this world. Plus, I was scaring Dave. He doesn't want to be forced to make the decisions.

Friday we're heading to Nashville to see David Sedaris speak. He's an absolutely hilarious author and speaker. I've seen him before and can't wait to go again! We'll be staying with our friend Melissa Wibbens who will definitely show us a good time. She's the best!

Decisions, decisions...

I generally relish the thought of being in charge of my own destiny. I love decision making- some would say that I often put a little too much thought and energy into even the most minor decisions. Today, however, I am officially sick and tired of it.

It started with a twinge on Sunday. Dave asked, as he asks every night, what we were having for dinner. I realized that not only did I not know, I did not care. Yesterday I didn't really care what we watched on TV or how many games of euchre we played with our dinner guests. This morning I couldn't think of anything to wear so I pretty much put on what I wore yesterday. (It was fairly clean Mom, with new undergarments!)

Is it possible that the little things don't matter to me anymore? Paper or plastic? Boxers or briefs? (Admittedly, I never cared about that one...) Bedtime at 10:30 or 11? A Star is Born with Judy Garland or A Star is Born with Barbara Streisand? They're all fine with me.

I feel a little lost- I figured I would be picky and judgmental for life. I'll give it a week and see if I go back to normal...

A little help, please....

I can't tell you the amount of time I spend thinking about things that I can't believe haven't been invented yet. This is not to say that I can invent them, just that I think someone should. Perhaps this obsession is just a function of my laziness- I really want some inventions to help with the things I find tedious. Here are a few from my list:

• A washer/dryer combo that washes clothes and drys them automatically without needing to change machines. Big space saver! Bonus points if the inventor can teach it how to fold...
  
• A contraption on the front of your car that acts like a big built-in broom- it would sweep all the snow off the car from front to back, then return to it's original position. You could attach it only in winter (it would look like those big brushes at the car wash). It could even have built-in heaters to melt ice.
• A laptop with a printer built in- it would just hold a small amount of paper somewhere in the base, then you could take it on vacation and print out your boarding pass from your own room.

Help me, people! Please share your invention ideas and feel free to critique mine...

Go Cubs Go!

We need all the rooting we can handle. Please send good thoughts to our sweet Cubbies, and particularly to Carlos Zambrano who gets a little reckless from time to time. Also Alfonso Soriano, who seems to have a post-season mental block.

On another note, the weather down here is finally what we've been wishing for. Cool and sunny- perfect for any outdoor activity. Also perfect for light sweaters and boots, which I've been dying to pull out of the back of the closet for a month. Hooray for October!

And a bit of politics...

I try to stay away from the political in two places- at Curves and on the blog. Anywhere else is fair game. Here are my reasons. At Curves, the women are trying to work out and feel good about themselves, so we try to avoid discussing things that would make people feel uncomfortable. Not fair to freak out the captive audience. I try not to talk politics on the blog because our government scares me and I don't want my rants to inspire any secret wiretapping.

This morning, the women of Curves must have forgotten the cardinal rule, because they started in on the "liberal media," particularly referring to Katie Couric's "snotty" treatment of Sarah Palin. I restrained myself like the grown-up I'm trying to become because I wish to work out in peace for the next 9 months without people whispering that I'm a communist. So now I have to tell you what I really wanted to tell them.

Dear Curves Ladies,

Katie Couric makes Barbara Walters look like Tim Russert much in the same way that Wayne Brady makes Bryant Gumble look like Malcolm X. That is, she practically picked Palin up and carried her through the interview! The only reason the oh-so-secretive campaign allowed Couric to interview her in the first place is because of her fairly tame questions, and the fact that Palin wilted like a hothouse flower is not Couric's fault. McCain keeps talking about how tough this woman is, so stop whining about how unfair it is that she has to take questions about her knowlege of foreign and domestic affairs! My journalistic hero, Tim Russert, would have smacked her upside the head after about 20 seconds of this nonsense, and I wouldn't have blamed him.

Thanks for listening, gang : ) And once again, GO CUBS!