Rocktober

It’s now October and everywhere else on the planet (okay, no) it’s crisp and leafy and basic bitches are drinking PSLs and here it’s 90 and yet it’s so dark in the mornings, it gives the illusion that it might be crisp and cool and no. And even though I hate the time change, it’s also like, at least then I’ll wake up to it being a little light outside. Better than the only light I’ve been seeing in the mornings, a sliver from the hallway as I wake up to a little person saying, “Mommy. I pooped,” at 5:57am. GOOD MORNING.

I start an improv class tonight. It hit me last week that I needed to take an improv class and so I went online and found one and tonight’s the first class. I am excited (EVERYONE WATCH ME PERFORM!) and also nervous (SHIT WHAT IF I’M NOT FUNNY ON THE SPOT?), but mostly I’m like, Do I need to bring a pen and notebook? I haven’t take “a class” since December 2004. I am not sure how this works anymore.

LG is going as Doc McStuffins for Halloween. The costume is kind of dumb (lots of tulle and sparkles that get all over the place), but it comes with a stethoscope and it was $15 at Costco, so whatever. LG kept saying she wanted to be Cinderella, but there were no Cinderella costumes at Costco and so she’s Doc. (She told me, “I’m gonna be Cinderella for Halloween!” and I said, “How about Doc McStuffins?” and she said, “I’m gonna be Doc McStuffins for Halloween!” She’s pretty amenable.)

We’ll head to the pumpkin patch (called Bobby Dazzler’s because WHY NOT) in a couple weeks and then maybe carve a pumpkin and our town does a trick-or-treating thing downtown on Halloween, which should be fun. Bonus points is that Halloween is on a Friday, so when trick-or-treating ends, we can go for pizza and cocktails.

Holidays now are getting to be really exciting for all of us, as compared to two/three years ago, when they were more of an annoying task (who wants to drag a baby to a pumpkin patch? And then who wants to drag a screaming toddler around a pumpkin patch?) Now LG gets the idea of Halloween and is excited and knows it’s happening soon, even though “soon” means “tomorrow” and every day Chris has to be like, “I called the Halloween guy and they said you have to wait a little bit longer!” Blame it on the Halloween guy, why not.

Speaking of holidays, we’re going to Seattle for Thanksgiving, which we’ve never done. I am very excited. I am excited to see family and all that jazz, sure, but I am also excited I don’t have to cook and I can go on long runs alone along the Puget Sound. PRETTY excited about that.

I’ve been doing Priscilla’s Yoga Stretches on PBS the past two mornings. September was a pitiful workout month for me (27 miles, 9 workout days, woof), so I’m making a concerted effort in October. Since I don’t have a standing desk (PIPE DREAM), and my back continues to hurt if I sit too long, I thought I’d give Priscilla a try. My local PBS does two 15-minute shows at 6am, and while it’s not like a vinyasa flow, the poses are surprisingly difficult. I think this is due in part to the fact that Priscilla possibly lived a past life as a drill sergeant. In a unitard.

That’s all I got. What’s new with you all?