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I Wanna Be …

Once more it is time for Mama Kat’s Writer’s Challenge. This week the prompts are:

  1. Create a video for your blog (vlog) and participate in Tim’s “vlogemotions” by talking about an emotion you’ve felt this week. You can link up here AND link up at Tim’s place at Fort Thompson on Thursday. That’s right…you have my permission to double dip.
  2. Do you want a baby?
  3. Who got in big trouble this week?
  4. Write a poem for your mother.
  5. Time for a trip? Where are you headed this summer?…Or where would you go if you COULD.

I know for a fact that #1 is not going to happen. By the time I shaved, trimmed my beard, got decently dressed, found a camera, made 6 million attempts to get four consecutive sentences out without an uh, duh or ahem, it would be next week. Besides, many of the phrases from my “You’re So Ugly …” post ring too close to true for me on camera. No point in killing the few readers i have! {*grin*}

As for #2, been there and done that. It is neat to see the Son emerging into responsible adulthood now, but I don’t miss the trials and tribulations of getting from toddler-hood to adulthood enough for the baby to toddler-hood stage that I loved to make up for it. I do miss the wide eyed joy of the first five or six years of life though. There is something great about settling down in the chair with a youngster on one arm and a book on the other for the bedtime story. It even makes up for reading the same story until your ears bleed every time you hear the second sentence. And baths and the games therein just can’t be beat at that age. On the other hand, poop containment system failure is no fun what so ever.

I don’t know that anyone around here got into big trouble this week so it is hard to do #3 real justice. No one was caught doing things they shouldn’t be doing, no one was calling me on the phone and screaming, and I don’t think I can claim the weather got in trouble. I do have a friend who had to change pain medications as he waits for the FDA to approve the surgery he needs. Until then, he is on very high doses of pain killers and it finally reached the point last week that they were concerned about permanent liver damage and so moved him onto morphine. We (him, his wife, L, and I) were supposed to go out to eat last weekend, but due to the trials of adjusting to the morphine, he lost the weekend. (Literally – he doesn’t remember much of it at all.) So I guess you could say he got into big trouble. He seems to be returning to normal now as they get the dosages and timing adjusted.

No poems this week, so #4 is out. Poetry and the finer emotions just don’t seem to be on the tip of my tongue this tonight.

As for the trip, that one is easy. My nephew is getting married in Seattle this summer and the Son is in the wedding party. That is where I’d be travelling if I could. Instead, I’ll be in the mountains of Colorado playing corporate “wifey” for L at the annual meeting of her company. It is one of those “not mandatory” but really mandatory appearances for spouses. It figures that the two events are the same weekend in June. At least I have had the pleasure of meeting my nephew’s bride to be. They were out this way to visit Mom and me some months ago. You know how you see some couples and its clear that they just fit well with each other? That is my nephew and his fiancee. I think they make a great couple and wish them well.

Time to get some stuff prepared for tomorrow. The District 1 CML (Colorado Municipal League) meeting is here and we are hosting, so I figure i should at least be a bit clueful about what is going on. Not only that, but it will be one of only two appearances by yours truly as District 1 President. You can read about how I got railroaded into that job here.

Railroaded!!!

I got railroaded tonight and I don’t mean that I watched the trains go by either. 

I was at a CML (Colorado Municipal League) district meeting and dinner in another town.  CML is an important group for mayors and council members in Colorado since they do lobbying and legal services to keep us on the ball and out of trouble and stop stupid legislation that interferes with local control.  They also coordinate information exchanges so that we all don’t have to keep re-inventing the wheel to solve similar problems.
The mayor of the town that is the closest thing to our arch rival was there and all smiles as I came in the door.  During the social period before the meal and business meeting, he said he had something that would really surprise me later.  I was a already a bit surprised since our interaction is usually a hi/bye and an occasional dig at the other.  Low and behold, it turns out he was head of the nominating committee and presented me as the sole candidate and now newly elected President of District 1.  Just so you can understand why that might not be the plum it first appears, some of the cities in our district are close to 200 miles apart.  And guess who gets to go to all those places to attend the local meetings?  You got it – me.

I knew something was up when he was so friendly when I walked in the door, I just couldn’t figure out why.  The only question now is what I can do to get him back.  He is term limited out of office this January and won’t be around next year for me to stick him with an office.  I guess the only thing to do is make the 40 mile drive to his town and make him take me golfing.  Golfing with me should be punishment enough for anyone. {*grin*} Â