Bemusings: On Funny moments (part 2)

I've been thinking about more funny moments from childhood and thought I'd tell two more. Thinking about making this a three part series, thoughts? No doubt with my history it could be a blog all its own. Again, going to assess lessons from this Bemusing while I type, but I digress...
In sixth grade my school participated in the DARE program. Did you endure this public school ritual? It was classic early 90's. Circa Spike Lee's Do The Right Thing. Anyway, somehow Moringside Elementary was assigned the proverbial Bad Cop. I was lucky to witness this as I'm positive this cop was taken off the assignment of educating impressionable minds immediately following this incident. He comes in without a word, heads to the front of the class, nods at Ms. Andrews (a Ms. never to be mistaken with a Mrs. and a chain smoker who knew every European capital city by heart) and proceeds to open with the charming story of a crack head who while high on crystal meth jumps to her death from the top of a building instead of being taken alive by him. I'm quoting now...
Are you kidding me? I was 11. Literally, my first thought was if she jumped to her death, what are a rat pack of unruly sixth graders capable of? I stand by that question...
It was burned into my mind; can you blame me?
Story two.
In eighth grade I was and still am friends with a stellar gal only known to this blog as Manzo. She is hands down the most hilarious person you'll ever have the pleasure of knowing. Folks, we've all been in eighth grade. Image is everything. It's the only thing.
We were at a party, everyone was there. Manz was wearing a pair of paper-thin GAP jeans. I'm laughing already. I prophetically told her then it was the funniest thing I would ever see and certainly it's been close. Resuming story; the jeans were tapered and she had cut the cuffs on each side; creating more room at the ankle. Don't act like you didn't do this. There happened to be a piece of hem hanging off and she was teased into ripping it off by another girl there. Next thing you know, Manzo had accidentally ripped her own jeans in half up to the thigh. And the best part is she for some reason she was wearing hot pink socks. A crying shame. I would guess her embarrassment at this moment as something akin to being "pantsed" in public. She showed to me when I had a mouth full of M&Ms (some things never change) and I spit them all out in laughter. Some kind soul gave her some safety pins, but it went down in history.
Lessons I've learned whilst typing: sometimes it's better to fight then run. Don't smoke meth. And finding a perfect pair of jeans that fit you is worth every. single. penny.

Random Tuesday Thoughts

It's only Tuesday. It's cold. My hand is ripped up from devious crossfit pull-ups, no one will take a nap, and Pea peed her pants at school today. So far not the best start, BUT it could be worse. Bright side to this January day? I found my mom's homemade Chex mix in Harp's umbrella stroller, which I promptly devoured AND I've done some much needed reorganization of the baby gear we have. Can you believe Harper is 9 months tomorrow?
I say random thoughts, and I truly mean it.
My sister is doing a facebook fast. I think that's a stellar idea. One I just might need to borrow; planning to ask her thoughts on the experience at the end of the fast (tomorrow). She went as far as to have her girlfriend change her password. Genius! Speaking of Chandler, I love having a sister to give clothes, jewelry, and shoes to when I clean out my closet. I do that a lot. I am of the mindset if you don't wear it in 6 mo. to a year give it a better home.
Chandler's dorm.

Speaking of clothes, one of my biggest completely pathetic superficial fears is being mistaken for a tranny when I get dressed up. I suppose this thought crops up in the mind of every girl over 5'8" and has a larger than average nose? Maybe not, but my guess is that Khloe Kardashian and a number of others have this fear...
I met my blogger friend Katie in person for drinks this week! I'm now proud to say that she's my in-person friend too. That was a wonderful way to spend an evening; my two favorite things about her are the way she talks with her hands and the fact that she called Southcenter; The Southcenter. So funny and spoken by a true city girl. Did I look like a tranny, Katie? I know my shoes were borderline (I have the advantage of asking someone about a first impression and I'll take it!)
Also at drinks? Bethy, aka Legs McGee. Friend of 10 years and one AMAZING catch. Fellas, she's a GEM.
While typing my random Tuesday thoughts, I'm working on future legit posts. That have comedy, pictures, and meaning. Meaning might be reaching, but you get the point!
Stay tuned...

First word

Harper spoke her first word last night...
Ty walked in from work and she just smiled and said "dada." Thinking we were hearing things we asked her to say it again and she did. Our high praise then overwhelmed her and she turned bright red and started crying. It was a funny moment, but a sweet one!
Until...
I realized.
"Dada."
In point of fact, the same exact first word as our first born. And although that's special, it leaves me a tad miffed. That's right, ignore the poor sap who feeds you, changes you, plays with you for 12 plus hours a day. What's a girl got to do to get some appreciation from a baby around here? Oh, I remember. Wait for that baby to grow up and make you a Grandma. That said, my girls absolutely love their daddy and for good reason!
Still, Babe H your babyhood is flying by so no matter the real or imagined connotations of your first word I'm celebrating your accomplishment! Go Harper.
Xoxo.

3 1/2!

Today you are 3 and 1/2 Miss Pearson! Almost 4, unbelievable. Right now you're favorite thing is Rapunzel, dancing, playing Candyland, playing band, and the impending excitement of your first trip to Disneyland. We love your beautiful brown eyes and your unexpected comments and the fact that you're ours!
Two things of note: I love how she's holding up four fingers in these pictures; wasn't planned & that happens to say "cat people" on our door because she wanted to see how those words were spelled. Ironic, no?

For Kicks

Surprise package on my door step from Mr. B today. He's dazzling...

It's Always Sunny in...

Maple Valley.
I am peppy beyond reason today! It's been sunny (and mind you, freezing cold) all week my spirits are buoyed by the fact that I get to wear new sunglasses in winter.
It's the little things, am I right?
In addition, I can't help but to be excited for the next few months. Wonderful things are on the horizon and it's such a stark contrast to last year that I'm consciously sitting in the good feeling. Here's a look at what January, February, and March bring!
January: The RETURN of preschool, Dinner with friends, Andi's Sprinkle, and Harper's baby dedication.
February: Ty's 29th birthday, Friends visiting, Valentines Day, Chicago trip with my dad, and the hopeful arrival of our new niece!
March: Repeat of the last (said neice may arrive this month too), Spring, and the kicker: Disneyland with Pea. We cannot wait to take her, she will love love love it.
What's on the horizon for you?

"Mom, she's like freaking out."

I LOVE how you can hear Pea say the above in the background of this mini video and I LOVE that this is Harp's new thing...simply funny. The mini joys of parenthood!