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Bedtime Shenanigans

Two days in a row. Lucky you!

Please tell me this is a phase, because this is getting annoying. Three or four nights in a row bed time, we’ve read two books, hugged and kissed good night, turned out the light, and then shenanigans.

Scarlett jumps out of bed, stomps (because she runs EVERYWHERE and it sounds like a herd of elephants) up to our room and peeks inside – poking her face in between the door and the doorjamb. Then she very carefully and precisely, opens the door and pushes it back closed. She walks up to the bed and the conversation is as follows – I shit you not:

Me: What’s up?

Scarlett: Well, um, I just came in here to tell you that . . . I . . . need to use the potty.

Me: Okay, well go.

She takes off running to the bathroom. There’s some stomping, some dragging of the stool across tile floor, then some chatting to herself.

Sometimes she pees. Most of the time, not.

This happens three or four times before I finally set my foot down. Here’s the thing. If she says she has to use the potty, I don’t stop her. She’s been potty trained for less than a year. She doesn’t have accidents that often but they do happen – because she waits until the last damned minute. I don’t want to tell her no, and then that be an actual time she has to use the potty, thereby leading to an accident when she pees the bed. That’s not fun for anyone. Especially me or Ross, who has to give her a quick bath (cause you know, she’s covered in pee), change the bed linens, wash everything, and then get her back to sleep.


RT Begins


And so it begins…

I actually made it to Reno and let me tell you, that was a real question last night. My flight from Columbus was late leaving the terminal because of some stupid lightning. Whatever. This, in turn, lead to a mad dash across an entire airport to get from gate 32 to gate 4 in Oakland. It was a 30 minute flight. Now that I know that, I’m less stressed. I mean, I’m here so I’m way less stressed. But I could have driven it if it came to that.

Here are some pics from the plane for no other reason than I thought they were pretty.

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I waited 30 minutes for the hotel shuttle which never came and I ended up taking a cab. I was fucking tired. I’d been up since 6am Ohio time and by that time it 930pm Mountain time. I wasn’t in the mood for lollygagging.

I waited in line to check in at the hotel. Why? what the fuck are all these people doing checking it at 10pm. I realize that I was checking in at the same time but that is irrelevant.

It’s a nice place. Take a peek at my room.

I didn’t realize there was an entire wall of mirrors until this morning. Scared the hell out of me. Actually, there are alot of mirrors in my room. The mountains are really pretty though, so I’ll focus on that and not the rooftops directly out my window.

I got up to my room, ordered some room service and unpacked. By the time 11:30 rolled around, I was too exhausted to sleep but I turned the lights out and gave it a go.

At 3am, my body was like, “hey, it’s 6am your time. Time to get up.” I’d been asleep for about 3 hours. I rolled back over and went back to sleep, absolutely refusing to be awake at 3 AM. #NOPE

At 6am, I gave up and got out of bed. Here’s the thing. Registration doesn’t open until 10am. 10AM! Don’t these people know I get up at the butt-ass-crack-of-dawn? So, instead of getting my shit in order for the conference, I’m sitting in a restaurant that, I’m not going to lie to you – was pretty hard to find, writing this blog because what the hell else am I going to do for the next 3 hours!

Also, we’re just not going to tell Weight Watchers what I’m eating this week. I’m going to keep that between me and Reno. We’ll see what the scale says on Monday morning. I’ve already made horrible choices this morning. #sigh #wwwoes