Dear MODOT

It has been a while. I am sure you are busy but I hope this note finds you well. I realize it seems that you only hear from me when I want to complain; but frankly that is all I have for you. I will commend you for your effort to improve my drive from KC to STL but since I don't use 70 much anymore I really don't care. See, my issue has a longer history than that of the 70 corridor.

I have not lived in my hometown for almost five years now. I get back as much as I can but have been busy; you know with the boys and all. I was able to make a trip this weekend to see my brother in law that recently moved there. You know him, the guy with the cool downtown bachelor pad overlooking the new P&L area.

I digress. So I just arrive in town and while traveling on 435 realize that Kansas roads have seen better days. Living in JOCO for some time I was always pleased with the roads on that side of the state line. I cross over to Missouri and was pleasantly surprised with what seemed to be a newly paved I-35. Then it happened. I hit my pothole. You know the one. The one that I hit nearly every morning on my way to work downtown for three years. The one on 35 North, North of the SW Blvd exit and Just South of Rainbow. You know, the east side of the east lane. The one that I swore would suck my car into a black hole many a morning. You think I would have learned to avoid it over the years but it just kept getting bigger. I would prepare myself each morning but then get distracted by a crazy driver, or something on the radio, or the phone. Boom. There goes some more tread.

So here is my question. What the hell? Why is this pothole still there? I was not prepared for it this time but could not help but giggle my cynical little laugh when I hit it on Saturday. It was almost like the city was telling me something. Maybe is was saying "some things never change". Maybe it was saying "pay attention woman". Maybe it was saying "MODOT still sucks".

Or maybe it was saying "welcome home", "we missed you".

Either way thanks, but fix that damn thing. There are plenty of other ways to say hello.

Dear MODOT

It has been a while. I am sure you are busy but I hope this note finds you well. I realize it seems that you only hear from me when I want to complain; but frankly that is all I have for you. I will commend you for your effort to improve my drive from KC to STL but since I don't use 70 much anymore I really don't care. See, my issue has a longer history than that of the 70 corridor.

I have not lived in my hometown for almost five years now. I get back as much as I can but have been busy; you know with the boys and all. I was able to make a trip this weekend to see my brother in law that recently moved there. You know him, the guy with the cool downtown bachelor pad overlooking the new P&L area.

I digress. So I just arrive in town and while traveling on 435 realize that Kansas roads have seen better days. Living in JOCO for some time I was always pleased with the roads on that side of the state line. I cross over to Missouri and was pleasantly surprised with what seemed to be a newly paved I-35. Then it happened. I hit my pothole. You know the one. The one that I hit nearly every morning on my way to work downtown for three years. The one on 35 North, North of the SW Blvd exit and Just South of Rainbow. You know, the east side of the east lane. The one that I swore would suck my car into a black hole many a morning. You think I would have learned to avoid it over the years but it just kept getting bigger. I would prepare myself each morning but then get distracted by a crazy driver, or something on the radio, or the phone. Boom. There goes some more tread.

So here is my question. What the hell? Why is this pothole still there? I was not prepared for it this time but could not help but giggle my cynical little laugh when I hit it on Saturday. It was almost like the city was telling me something. Maybe is was saying "some things never change". Maybe it was saying "pay attention woman". Maybe it was saying "MODOT still sucks".

Or maybe it was saying "welcome home", "we missed you".

Either way thanks, but fix that damn thing. There are plenty of other ways to say hello.

Tit for Tat

Although I am normally a "music in the morning" kind of girl, I found myself listening to one of those syndicated radio shows this morning. Lex and Terry happen to be on Little Man's favorite rock station so it was on when I got in the car to head to work. During my commute this morning, the guys were taking what I call Dr. Phil calls. Callers were telling us about their relationship woes and not only asking advice, but some were asking for the wanna be Oprahs to call their significant other to help the situation.

One guy called in and explained he had to scrap some money together to take his wife to a hotel and dinner for their anniversary. Seems she was upset he did not take her out on the actual date of their anniversary because he had tickets to a playoff game. I realize I may not have all the details here but give me a break. Celebrate on another day woman and let the man go to the game. She even admitted he was not a band wagon fan and attends regular season games often. So this affinity for sports was not new for her; she knew what she was signing on for when she married him. What gives?

I understand that everyone has a routine that works for their family. I am not one to judge, but do have issues with people that "let" and will "not let" their significant others do things. Relationships are a compromise and this woman seems to have forgotten that if she would have just let this one go she could have used it to her advantage. Hmmm. Maybe she did and that is why she has a hotel room and dinner.

Tit for Tat

Although I am normally a "music in the morning" kind of girl, I found myself listening to one of those syndicated radio shows this morning. Lex and Terry happen to be on Little Man's favorite rock station so it was on when I got in the car to head to work. During my commute this morning, the guys were taking what I call Dr. Phil calls. Callers were telling us about their relationship woes and not only asking advice, but some were asking for the wanna be Oprahs to call their significant other to help the situation.

One guy called in and explained he had to scrap some money together to take his wife to a hotel and dinner for their anniversary. Seems she was upset he did not take her out on the actual date of their anniversary because he had tickets to a playoff game. I realize I may not have all the details here but give me a break. Celebrate on another day woman and let the man go to the game. She even admitted he was not a band wagon fan and attends regular season games often. So this affinity for sports was not new for her; she knew what she was signing on for when she married him. What gives?

I understand that everyone has a routine that works for their family. I am not one to judge, but do have issues with people that "let" and will "not let" their significant others do things. Relationships are a compromise and this woman seems to have forgotten that if she would have just let this one go she could have used it to her advantage. Hmmm. Maybe she did and that is why she has a hotel room and dinner.

Bathroom Banter

Kids really do say the darndest things; especially at 4am. Little Man is going through what I hope is a phase. He wakes in the wee hours of the morning and calls for one of us. When the first one doesn't answer he starts calling for the other. Hubs is usually the one to go in. Hey, stop calling me names; he and I both know that I have to get up much early than the kids should so there is no point of me going in and falling asleep.

Last night was no different. Little Man called, Hubs answered. Little Man said he had to go to the bathroom. As Little Man is peeing and hubs is holding him up so he doesn't fall asleep in the toilet Little Man says "Daddy, you should go too, you don;t want to have an accident".

Then in true neurotic fashion he points out "we should really clean out that trash can".

He is my boy.

Bathroom Banter

Kids really do say the darndest things; especially at 4am. Little Man is going through what I hope is a phase. He wakes in the wee hours of the morning and calls for one of us. When the first one doesn't answer he starts calling for the other. Hubs is usually the one to go in. Hey, stop calling me names; he and I both know that I have to get up much early than the kids should so there is no point of me going in and falling asleep.

Last night was no different. Little Man called, Hubs answered. Little Man said he had to go to the bathroom. As Little Man is peeing and hubs is holding him up so he doesn't fall asleep in the toilet Little Man says "Daddy, you should go too, you don;t want to have an accident".

Then in true neurotic fashion he points out "we should really clean out that trash can".

He is my boy.

Hell Hath Frozen

I remember in high school when I freaked out because gas prices went above a dollar! Now I get excited when we make it under $2.50!

Hell Hath Frozen

I remember in high school when I freaked out because gas prices went above a dollar! Now I get excited when we make it under $2.50!

Why Even Bother?

*This is not our house. Although I will not reveal our affiliation I will let you know that is one of those in the pcture ☺ We just thought this was funny. Rather than argue about politics, we argue about sports. Rock Chalk baby!

Why Even Bother?

*This is not our house. Although I will not reveal our affiliation I will let you know that is one of those in the pcture ☺ We just thought this was funny. Rather than argue about politics, we argue about sports. Rock Chalk baby!

Days That End in Y

It is a good thing we DVR the games!

Days That End in Y

It is a good thing we DVR the games!

Country Kids Will Survive

I admit I had some apprehensions about moving back to Missouri. I had become accustomed to my anonymity from living away from our family. Don't get me wrong, I am not a hermit, I just like my privacy. I am not a fan of everyone knowing my business. Seems an odd admission from a gal with a blog, I know. Now that we have been back a couple of years I have to say there may be something to this whole thing. I once dreaded the idea of an unannounced drop by and now welcome them. I feel so fortunate to have good friends and family close that I know have my back no matter what. I love that my boys get to grow up close in proximity and emotion to their cousins. I love that the landscape of the area offers my boys the opportunity to learn and grow with nature. We spent some time on Uncle Matt's land this weekend. Shooting guns, hiking, and Little Man even got to poop in the woods! It was a learning experience for all! My new shot gun worked well but could use a choke if I am to prove myself to be the Annie Oakley I know I am.

Country Kids Will Survive

I admit I had some apprehensions about moving back to Missouri. I had become accustomed to my anonymity from living away from our family. Don't get me wrong, I am not a hermit, I just like my privacy. I am not a fan of everyone knowing my business. Seems an odd admission from a gal with a blog, I know. Now that we have been back a couple of years I have to say there may be something to this whole thing. I once dreaded the idea of an unannounced drop by and now welcome them. I feel so fortunate to have good friends and family close that I know have my back no matter what. I love that my boys get to grow up close in proximity and emotion to their cousins. I love that the landscape of the area offers my boys the opportunity to learn and grow with nature. We spent some time on Uncle Matt's land this weekend. Shooting guns, hiking, and Little Man even got to poop in the woods! It was a learning experience for all! My new shot gun worked well but could use a choke if I am to prove myself to be the Annie Oakley I know I am.

I really should take a list

You know how you go to the store for one thing and you come out with over twenty? You know how you may even go in with a list and you completely deviate from it? Ever since I was pregnant with Little Man some four years ago I have had issues with grocery shopping.

When I was pregnant with Little Man it never failed. I would go to the store with or without a list and I would come home with a bottle of ketchup in the loot. I very rarely need ketchup, but was never able to realize, that if it was not on the list I did not need it. I just felt drawn to the ketchup. Heaven forbid I have a ketchup craving that goes unsatisfied in the wee hours of a pregnant morning!

Now I go shopping and I find myself drawn to the toilet paper and paper towels. Mind you, we do go through both like wildfire in this house, I just feel like a hoarder. We may not even need a paper product but I find myself perusing the aisle like a termite looking for dinner.

I get home and realize I have no room for more paper products. All the bathroom cabinets are full and I have no more room to squeeze another paper towel. Will the madness ever stop?

I really should take a list

You know how you go to the store for one thing and you come out with over twenty? You know how you may even go in with a list and you completely deviate from it? Ever since I was pregnant with Little Man some four years ago I have had issues with grocery shopping.

When I was pregnant with Little Man it never failed. I would go to the store with or without a list and I would come home with a bottle of ketchup in the loot. I very rarely need ketchup, but was never able to realize, that if it was not on the list I did not need it. I just felt drawn to the ketchup. Heaven forbid I have a ketchup craving that goes unsatisfied in the wee hours of a pregnant morning!

Now I go shopping and I find myself drawn to the toilet paper and paper towels. Mind you, we do go through both like wildfire in this house, I just feel like a hoarder. We may not even need a paper product but I find myself perusing the aisle like a termite looking for dinner.

I get home and realize I have no room for more paper products. All the bathroom cabinets are full and I have no more room to squeeze another paper towel. Will the madness ever stop?

Something To Think About

"They" say that as we get older it is important to keep our minds agile. Many retired adults find them selves doing volunteer work and busier than when they were working just to stay busy. Some folks keep their brain on the top of it's game with cross word puzzles or card games. This theory indicate to me that those of us that are young and in the work force would have agile minds, full of thought and new ideas. Why is it then , that since I went back to "work" my mind is absolute mush by the time I get home. Not only can I not think of anything to write about, I can hardly form a clear enough thought to have a conversation with hubs before crashing in bed.

Something To Think About

"They" say that as we get older it is important to keep our minds agile. Many retired adults find them selves doing volunteer work and busier than when they were working just to stay busy. Some folks keep their brain on the top of it's game with cross word puzzles or card games. This theory indicate to me that those of us that are young and in the work force would have agile minds, full of thought and new ideas. Why is it then , that since I went back to "work" my mind is absolute mush by the time I get home. Not only can I not think of anything to write about, I can hardly form a clear enough thought to have a conversation with hubs before crashing in bed.