Hop to It

Where have I been? Not updating the blog, that's for sure. The Tyke and I have been trying to get the most out of what is left of the warm weather and have been spending as much time as possible out and about. And considering it's snowed already, we've decided we may be about done having fun in the sunshine for the season. That's the thing about snow in October. The entire month is a mad dash to do the things you didn't get around to doing in the summer and then - BAM! - the snow has to make an appearance. And it's not so much to bring in the winter as to show you who's boss when it comes to outdoor activities. I swear that the day I looked out and saw the snow falling, I could distinctly hear "Neener, neener, neener!" being chanted over and over outside my window.

The Tyke doesn't realize what's in store once winter officially arrives, so he is just enjoying the zoo, scarecrow festival, deer check station, and all the fun outside without a care in the world. Except for maybe when he will be getting another bag of fruit snacks.





When I'm not busy squeezing out the last few drops of summer, work fills up the rest of my days, with few surprises. Although yesterday, a few of us went to an Excel training workshop downtown (which, btw, was completely pointless and made me wish I was back at work). When we took a break for lunch, we walked into the lobby and saw a guy standing there holding a baby kangaroo in his arms, complete with a pink collar and Cinderella diaper. I have to admit, the phrase I would have least expected to hear come out of my mouth that day was "Holy crap, is that a baby kangaroo?" But there it was. Then again, I take that back. It was the second to last thing I would expect to hear myself say BESIDES the unholy combination of words that are, "Sarah Palin for president." I'm thinking I better watch my mouth just in case any other surprises happen and my brain suddenly suffers from political amnesia.

Even if the guy holding the workshop had done a better job, he still wouldn't have stood a chance next to Roxy the kangaroo. And who knows? After the way she stole the limelight from the man who was originally meant to be the main focus of attention, maybe Roxy could make a run for president vice president in the next election. As long as she doesn't talk about her kangaroo friend "Joey the plumber" too much.