Would you like to see my ID?

I babysit from time to time. I enjoy it because I get to play with the little ones and I pick up a little extra cash. I don't do this often enough for it to be anything significant. But a little something here or there never hurt anyone.

Some friends/neighbors referred me to a friend of theirs who also lives on our block. They had family in town and needed a watchful eye over their 2 year old for the night. I mosied over, since it's maybe 5 houses away, at about 6:45 last night.

I was introduced to the father, whose name escapes me. In fact, I don't think it was ever told to me now that I'm thinking back. In any event, as he's showing me around the house he asked me this- "So, what grade are you in? High School? College?"

I just kind of chuckled. I mean, really? I wasn't wearing my marching band t-shirt or my letter jacket. I didn't have a backpack full of homework as I usually had w/ me with my high school sitting gigs.

As I laughed I said, "Oh, no! I graduated about two years ago. But thanks."

Then I went downstairs to talk to his wife. She asked me- "Do you live around here?" I said "Yes, about 5 houses down." She replied, "Oh really? Do you live with your parents?" Again, I laughed. "No, I live with my husband. We've been married for four years."

I guess they ran into my friends at the concert they were all going to and I came up. My friends asked if my husband had come with me. The Dad said "Husband?! Hell, I thought she was in high school."

The moral of this story- I don't know if I should take all this as a compliment or not. I mean really, do I look like I'm still in high school? No, I didn't look fabulous last night. It was Sunday- I had jeans, DMB tee, flops and a pony tail. They were lucky I didn't show up in my PJs.

I almost felt like I needed to have my mom sign a waiver that said I was old enough to stay with their kid without any supervision of my own.


More adventures in expanding my palette

I have a Yoplait yogurt every morning for breakfast. Usually the strawberry orange sunrise, sometimes red raspberry. This makes me feel like I am doing something good for myself. Plus, I hate eating breakfast so I get a little something in the tummy when I start the day.

Friday night we were having dinner with some friends. Our host had invited his brother over, a nurse. So I started asking him all these questions about how much and how often I should do strenuous excercise, things that I eat and so forth. I mentioned my yogurt routine and everyone laughed. Everyone told me that it was just full of sugar and I was not really doing anything extra special for my body.

I was told that I should be eating plain yogurt and filling it with berries and granola. I scowled and scrunched my nose in disgust. Why would I eat that hippie crap? Berries I am totally down for. Granola, mmm, I only eat that when it has chocolate chips in it. Ha! And plain yogurt- you have got to be kidding me. That is nasty.

Well, Shelton and I went grocery shopping yesterday and he convinced me to at least try it. So we bought some plain yogurt, raspberries and strawberries. We went to the health food store around the corner from our house and bought french vanilla granola with sliced almonds. And this morning I tried it.

Shelton said I looked like a cat- hair on end, back hunched up, hissing and completely on the defense. I took the first hesitant bite, and whattya know- it tasted pretty damn good. So good in fact that I scraped the bowl clean and I am very much looking forward to having more tomorrow.

It is a good thing that I had my last Yoplait on Friday- that way they do not go to waste. Once again, I curl up my nose at something I have yet to try and I am blown away by the fact that it actually tastes good. Who knew.


Yes, I'm still here

Wow, I just realized it's been more than two weeks since I last posted. Crazy!! That's quite a hiatus. I wish this blog weren't the only thing I could take a hiatus from- I've got so much on my plate right now I don't even know where to start. And honestly, I'm not ready to share any of it with any of you just yet.

So, I'm pretty excited about one little thing though. I pride myself in knowing the difference between good music and bad. I enjoy music and listen to my faves often. I'm always asking everyone for leads on new music, but I can't think of a time that I was ever the one introducing it. I recently watched a morning show that featured Mat Kearney. He just released his first album and I cannot get enough of it. It's very mellow, and hard to pin-point exactly which genre it fits into. Which I like, why should he be placed in a box?

He writes all of his own music. I encourage you to go out, find it and starting loving it at your earliest convenience. You won't be disappointed.