What I {Discovered Is Very Different From When I Was A Kid} Today

I used to love rides.

Now I kind of hate them.

I know this because I recently went on a date (yes, those do happen occasionally) to a county fair.

The guy totally gets points for the fair idea. Making me go on the rides however...

I convinced him to go easy on me with the first ride.  It was basically a ski lift thing that went across the length of the fairgrounds.  It moved like 5mph.  I had a death grip on the lap bar the entire time.

I do love the way everything looked that night though.

I got that same excited feeling I did as a kid.

But now there was a dash of fear mixed in there.

There were all these old timey steam engines which were crazy cool to look at.  I wish I had had a legit camera.

I don't know what this thing is called, but I feel like I've seen one before.  Its like a giant music box with a full band playing the songs. Again it looked much better in person.  Damn camera phone!

A funnel cake was a also consumed but really you don't want to see what that looked like...

WARNING: The next few images might frighten you.  They also might alter your world view so proceed with caution... 

Everyday Mia and I watch Sesame Street.  It's her favesies.

She's a huge Elmo fan.  I personally prefer Murray and his little lamb, Ovejita.  Murray is kind of the host for the show these days but he does star in his own segment called "Murray Has a Little Lamb".  It's my favesies.  First off the intro song is awesome.  And Murray is so funny and Ovejita is so clever. I could go on but just see for yourself...

So I was thinking, Murray goes out into the "real world" a lot more than most Street characters. So how do they keep the magic alive for the little ones?  Well I googled and...

They don't.

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How weird!

Was I the only kid didn't know they were puppets?  

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It's just too weird to look at Sesame Street this way.  

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The kids don't look totally freaked out so I guess the Street peeps know what their doing.

How about you? Any childhood revelations? 

What I {Am Lacking} Today

I am seriously lacking motivation.

Ugh.

Uughughughuuhguh.

I suck.

There are many things I should be doing.

Important things.

But I can't make myself do them.

Is it laziness?

Probably.

Am I dumb?

Indeed.

Is it fair that my bestie (Olivia) can put on anything and make it look cool?

Nope.  Not fair.

Should I be embarrassed that I'm using the term "bestie"?

Of course.  But I'm going to do it again to spite you.

Did my bestie's sister go into labor today?

Yes.

Can I use that as an excuse to not do my work?

No, that would make no sense.  Especially cause she's not my sister.

I can't even use this as an excuse.

My boss is out of town.  My boss is in Vegas.  My boss is 3 months old. 

That's not fair.

Why can babies unapologetically fart, have their belly hanging out, sport a double chin and still be considered cute?  I can't do any of those things.

That too is not fair.

I have laundry to fold.

I have essays to write.

I have workouts to do

(ha! that's never gonna happen...)

I need new socks.

(all of mine are white and I have decided that I abhor white socks)

I need new underwear.

(TMI, I know.)

I need new pj pants!

(more of a want, but who's counting?)

With my combined efforts of yesterday and today I have almost watched the entire series of Gilmore Girls.

I have a problem.

It's me.

I should never be left alone.

I need people around me to judge me and make me feel guilty.

Guilt gets things done.

I should never be alone.

Ok, I'm done.  Gotta run...I'm on season 4.

Help?