It seems a little silly that I have this blog or even a blog. I enjoy this one and this one and this one and this one. And I think half of those may be the readership of this bi-yearly publication. I should just pull the plug on this and decrease the stress it gives me when I see it unupdated for months at a time. It seems a little silly that something like a blog that I do absolutely nothing to would give me stress but I tend to get stressed about really silly things.

For example, Sean recently went to an out of town conference for with a large number of his co-workers. He needed to be at the meeting place by 7:30 am, they'd board the chartered bus and they'd depart promptly thereafter and he was explaining that he wanted to arrive early and what time he'd be home and that he'd miss Griffin's baseball game and my incredulous response was, "Do you know who you are going to sit by on the bus?" Apparently he and I prepare for out of town trips differently.

Happy Happy Birthday PB!!!

I love you as much as I could love another person!

My sweet girl is here...

And Dan too.

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Today could not get any better.

Happy Birthday Suzer!

We love you more than you could ever know!

I realize she is mine so have have a ridiculously biased opinion. But I do think that if I saw Parker walking down the street I would think she is a pretty cute little thing. However, we are having a battle for independence.

For example, when I dress her...

So cute, regardless of the tattoo.

Notice the brushed hair.

This was recently.

And this was yesterday...

I think I am losing the battle.

I feel like in the training of the new employees, it would behoove certain establishments to bring in outside training help. Like me. SmalWarts (named changed for anonymity) could hire me to boost their crapful image.

I would go slow with them so I wouldn't disrupt their perfect storm of horrible service, dirty stores and rotten produce.

Day one would be pretty low key, not really very informative, perhaps just a little practicing here and there. After a quick session 1, we'd break for lunch then be done for the day. Sort of like this...

"Hi, I am Annie Murphy, you've probably heard of me. I worked in retail for quite some time but won't bore you with the details. Your new employer has asked me to give you a few pointers that will enhance your work experience and make people not hate coming in here.

Number 1. You must smile and say hello, not mumble or mutter but speak. Loudly. So other humans can hear you. Then you mustn't act like you hate the person approaching you making them wonder if you are packin heat, want to slit their throat with the machete you stole from the hunting section of your superstore then put the homemade shank in them you crafted in your downtime of standing around not helping other customers. That's all."

Today is a confessional of sorts. I don't usually take to the internets to air my laundry but today is the day. I am putting it out there and I don't care who sees it. I am comfortable with myself and in the areas I'm not awful. I do worry a little about the fallout of this admission. I think it can only get better if I say what I need to say.

I am a bad driver. I am. I wanted to write about the day that I was on autopilot and backed right into Sean's car that was parked right behind me. Then I opted to stay silent. Then I thought I'd write about it again, the second time I did it. Or the times I have forgotten to put the car in gear and forgotten the emergency brake and it has rolled into the street. Or the times to mirror has folded up when the basketball hoop kisses it.

Today is a new day though. Today we left to go to the library, we piled in the mv and backed up. Right into the trash cans. I think the trash man put them directly behind me on purpose. I stopped running them over pretty quick and moved forward and got out to wheel them up to the house. Good thing I am spry because the car kept rolling forward because I think I forgot to take it out of drive. Ah well, tomorrow will be the new day.

They say things left in the dark continue to grow but exposed to the light, I hear it gets better. Although I think this being in the light will now just make more people able to see my minivan coming and take cover.