She's my best friend.

I have noticed, as of late (okay, as of always) that it is pretty hard to make a new friend.

Not that I don't like my friends, I do. I have plenty and they are all good ones (well, most of them) and maybe this is all I get but I can't help but notice that when I am out and meet someone interesting, that's where it ends. The meeting. Then poof! we are all on our way and most likely never to meet again.

Why is that? Why is it so weird, taboo or just plain not something that is done, to ask for a number, share email address'? Is this just me? If I were out at a bar and met someone and "clicked" I'd exchange numbers... right, isn't that what we used to do? I say "used to" because when I got out now it is usually to watch my husband play a show, I sit it in the backstage before and usually after the show, never so much as using the public bathroom. Hmm, maybe this is why it is hard for me to meet friends? I am totally my own shrink right now.

I was out with Q, baby and Eddie last week and we met this interesting couple with kids and when we parted ways I said to Eddie "man, I really wanted to ask them for their phone number but thought that might have seemed desperate. Would that have been weird?" and he says "Yes.".

Boo.

Tonight we were at Top Ten Toys, and ran into this guy (with wife and three kids) we didn't speak to the wife who was busy with two of the three and anyway we chatted, he seemed cool, our babies were a week apart and then, we left... as we got in the car I said "SEE! They seemed like people we should hang out with and here we go, leaving and we'll never see them again" and to my surprise, Eddie said "I know, I almost asked for his number but I didn't because I thought it seemed weird".

So why do we feel so paralyzed? I feel this way a lot. I will see a Mom walking down the street with her stroller and her cute (brushed) hair, dresses like she means it, with a bottle hanging out of her pocket and I'll think "we should be friends" but running across the street screaming my email address seems a little crazy.

Aside from crazy though, I am going to think of a way to approach my FBFF ("future best friends forever") because, like it or not, I don't have too many friends that are in my same boat, or even sailing the same sea as me. I am 34, married with two kids with more in my future. I am completely normal, living a completely abnormal life... but aren't we all?

I'm picky, I guess. I don't want the uber anything Mom as my friend. I'm sorry, if you are on every new bandwagon, we will not get along. I don't want to make friends with people that have given up on life... hmm, this is sounding like an ad. So I should stop, or should I keep going? Ha!

When I was pregnant, I checked out the new mom websites. None of the groups seemed to fit me, they were either not in my neighborhood ("need friends, won't travel", kidding I would but these were like far) or seemed way off base in another way. But I have friends that met their BMF ("best mommy friend") at said groups... so maybe I should give that another try?

I feel like I owe it to Elvis to let her grow up with kids. Quattro grew up around adults and as much as I don't regret that at all and it made him who he is which is the most socially adjusted, radical 9 year old, we just have a different life right now. And we will for the next couple of years. We plan to stick around for the next two, then possibly pack it all up and travel with Eddie, take Q out of public school and live a different life. Until then, "hello playdates!" and continual quest for my female better half.

Racket

I think the idea of having to buy, oh I don't know, on average 3 or 4 car seats in your childs lifetime is a bunch of bullshit.

We just plunked down like $200 for a "convertible" car seat, after Elvis has grown out of her infant one. This one will last until she is like 40 or 50 lbs (she is 25 already), then she will need another one and after that a booster... I get it, it keeps them safe, ya ya, I know, I'm buying it- literally.

But Hazel Downing said it right, "nowadays you have to strap them in like they are going to the fucking moon".

Yep, that was Eddie's Grandma.

Sick, sick, sick.

I have been under the weather for about 2 days now. I feel like I need to just shake it off but I can't.

I am sure there's something going around, at least there's a "Flipping Out" marathon on TV.

This illness is really putting a twist on my week. I am basically accomplishing nothing. I have student council things to figure out (election slated to be first week of November) and I want to get my etsy. com shop open in a week and of course Halloween. I have costumes and decorations...

you know typing thing makes me think of something that has always bothered me. The amount of work that goes into what someone like me does, getting cast off like it's some sort of easy way out.

I am a mom, a "stay at home" mom- meaning I do everything. I could list the things that I do, but it would just seem dumb to me but I would like to give a shout out to all the Mom's and Dad's that choose to stay at home, that don't send their kids to daycare. They choose to sacrifice. Because believe me, I know plenty of people who proudly state that they work to get out of the house, that they just don't want to stay home. And that's cool. That doesn't bother me, some people are great parents, in doses. Ha ha. No but really- I am just tired of people saying shit like "if I had as much time as you do I would have time to do stuff too"-, um, okay. I feel like the working people, my job is never done. At the end of the day I'm exhausted too, but I have 2 kids and that's what I'm building on, I making their lifetime memories.

Ugh! If you go to work and choose to have kids, when you get home- you're works not done and I know a lot of people that act like they can't be bothered with their kids at the end of the day and that's not me.

I work from home, let's just say that. I would like to universally coin the term "work from home mom", cause I mean really, what Mom or Dad actually stays there? It's a mess. Ha!

Watch your kids, people.

I went onto youtube tonight to show Quattro some footage of Evel Knievel.

I was shocked to look at the sidebar on the right and see titles like "boy dies in school bathroom" and "man killed by train"... I guess I was under the impression that there was some sort of, hmmm, not like sensor but a limit as to what youtube would show.

I'm mistaken.

Just wanted to make sure I spread that around like head lice because it is not cool.

Michael Douglas.

Is it just me or is this super sad? I can't believe he has cancer.

For the love of god people, STOP SMOKING!

Shit, if my Mom can do it, you can.

My Mom quit smoking in April of 2009.

Yay Mom!

Evel Knievel and Beetlejuice.

Costumes. 

That's them. 

Time to get busy kids.

Take me out to the ball game

and don't let me eat too much salt.

I think it is mandatory that when you go to a baseball game, you feel like a bloated pig when you leave. No?

I do it every time, I like baseball, sure, but I like the food more. I can barely type that sentence because of how repulsed I am feeling now, but seriously, park food rocks.

Speaking of rock. 

It has been brought to my attention that Eddie's song writing has gotten "soft"... I do and do not agree. I am of course always compelled to stick up for him, whether it be his ways or his wears, I am always going to go up to bat for that man (wow, no pun intended) but this time I am torn I guess. I see how it may be thought that because someone isn't singing about bangin' dope, screwin' chicks and the devil (makes three) that they have somehow lost their edge, but personally- I'm not into that shit (anymore) either.

I guess I feel compelled to write about this because he won't. He doesn't give a damn about any of the talk, he has been surrounded by "talk" for 20 years, so to him it's not worth it but to me, I don't know, I guess, even though I'm all grown up, I like to fight.

Bring it.