I'm a Bad Blogger...

I know, I know, I disappeared...  Sorry about that.  I have some great excuses, most of which you don't want to hear, some of which you're definitely going to be interested in ; )

My grandfather passed away last month.  It was a long time coming, he was very sick and in a lot of pain, it was absolutely expected.  Still, a loss is a loss and, being that I did not have a very involved or active relationship with him, there are mixed feelings.  'Nuff said.

Emmaline and I went on our first trip together!  With my grandfather's passing, a little fire was lit under my family's bottom to get Emma out to the East Coast to meet her remaining Great Grandparents (my mother's father and my father's mother - say that three times fast!!).  We flew on an airplane, slept in a hotel and a strange house (all grandparents' houses are strange right?  not just mine?), and endured a 2 hour time difference AND the daylight savings switcheroo!  Overall, the trip was a success and Emma did great.  Some pictures for your entertainment...  because my daughter makes some of the funniest faces!!!

We're still recovering from said trip.  I'm so tired, I can't begin to tell you!  Emma is still nursing twice a night and I just can't do it anymore!  She's been getting a couple cups of goat's milk per day for a few weeks as my milk supply started to drop and she was having a growth spurt and it was just too painful to keep up with her and our pediatrician recommended it so I don't want to hear anybody say that it's bad to give her goat's milk, got it?  So, Ryan and I decided to try to wean her nighttime nursing sessions by having him give her a sippy with goat's milk (and now transitioning slowly to cow's milk since she's nearly 1!!!  What???!!!?) and having him put her back down for the night.  So far, it's been okay.  I was super excited to not have to get out of bed twice a night but the dogs have had a different plan for us and have gotten sick the last two nights in a row.  Yeah...  so while Ryan is working with Emma to get her to understand that she no longer gets Mama's boob in the middle of the night, I'm standing outside in the freezing cold or wind or whatever Colorado weather magic is happening, with one or two sick dogs.  It's been awesome...  (insert eyeroll here).

Oh yeah, and this happened, WTF???

On the bright side, I have some incredible and exciting news to share!!!  On Tuesday.  I'll tell you on Tuesday.  And no, I didn't get the job, dammit.  I have no idea why because no one will call or e-mail me back.  In the meantime, the gorgeous suit I bought for the purpose of landing this amazing job is sitting in my closet, laughing at me every day.  I hate you, you beautifully lined, incredibly flattering, pencil skirt and three button jacket Tahari suit...  I hate you so very much...