So, this is pretty silly to post, but I have a new email address, as my umaryland one is finally defunct. This makes sense, since I have not been a student there for over two years. My new email address I've actually had for a while, but never used, beyond using it as my Match email address. Andrej will be happy, as it's a gmail account. Anyway, it's easy to remember, I hope, as I have edited it off this post, based on everyone's recommendations.
Even though this isn't a real post, I do expect a response, at least from Bill, in order to make up for the fact that he MISSED THE LAST ONE! That's right, he missed it!
That's pretty much all I got. I'm actually going to sleep now, and this week has been pretty uneventful other than work, so not much else to add. I hope all of you on the east coast are well and happy. I heard you are getting some snow and sleet today. We had about 3 inches, a mere dusting. I think we may have a couple more inches overnight. But this isn't a weather post...what am I talking about?!? I think I'm starting to ramble now, so it's probably best just to go. Later skaters!
Friday, January 9, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
The Experience of Verbal Impotence
For the last three days, I have been an involuntary mute. Last Monday, after a glorious trip to Baltimore sandwiched between two frustrating airline trips, I came down with the Plague. Or merely the respiratory, non-lethal version of it. I'm pretty sure that this man behind me on the plane gave it to me. He was hacking the entire trip, from delayed departure to the eventual late landing. I think it was just waiting, incubating in me all day Sunday. Anyway, starting Monday afternoon, I began to feel icky. This quickly turned to really shitty and remained that way right up until Friday. New Year's Eve was spent napping and crochetting, while Arlo made dinner. This was actually probably the highlight of the week, as he made a cheese and fruit plate, salad, crab legs, and potatoes. That man is a cooking machine! And bless his heart, he tried so hard to make this a fun night for me, while I was sitting, zombie-like, waiting to just go to bed. At this point, I had my voice still, but pretty much just used it to complain about how icky I felt. We were supposed to go to visit his mother and Mary, sister, niece, and nephew, but I was in no shape to travel. So, instead, we watched Stepbrothers and I napped until the stroke of midnight. We fell asleep shortly thereafter and I coughed my way into the new year. The next day was spent in a blur of napping, crafting, and watching movies (Wall E and I can't remember for the life of me what the other one was). Friday I went to work, grateful that I didn't have clients, as my voice was starting to get shaky at best. However, it wasn't until Friday afternoon when true mutism hit.
We had decided on Thursday that since we hadn't made it to his mom's and Mary's place for NYE, we were going to head there for the weekend. So, we hit the road straight from work, making it there for a late Fish Fry Friday night. We went to this great place, Club Oasis, pretty much in the middle of nowhere, hence the name. I tried to be healthy, ordering my fish broiled, only to find, yet again (I really should learn my lesson here), my fish swimming in a broiling pan of butter. Wisonsinites sure love their saturated fats! Anyway, it was lovely, and I spent the time listening, trying occasionally to participate with a nod or a short, whispered phrase, all while I sucked back tea so that I could get through the night with a minimum of coughing. This pretty much describes the rest of the trip. Others talking, interacting, and me, trying to stay involved but feeling so not myself. I never realized how much of myself and the way I am is wrapped up in talking. I wanted desperately to add to everything people were saying, to make comments like, "Oh, isn't that cute," when Lauren, Arlo's niece, was putting on her Dora outfits and demanding candy, and to respond to people's questions, especially when they were called to me from the other room. Although it was a fun trip, and except for the cough and mutism I was feeling fine, I felt like something was missing since I didn't have my voice. I felt rude to others because I couldn't adequately thank them for presents or respond to what they said. I felt pathetic because I had to make Arlo become my translator, tapping him on the shoulder and asking him to repeat loudly what I was saying in his ear. I know this may sound melodramatic, but I felt all of this because of the power of expression and the feeling of impotence when one doesn't have it. This is the most I have said in days, and it feels so good to get it out. Today I finally started writing things down to Arlo because I wanted to say something more than yes and no. I'm nervous about this week, because it's my first week of seeing a full client caseload and I have no voice. How can one do therapy with no voice?!?!?! The only thing I'm thinking is that this could be some kind of new, avant garde kind of therapy where the therapist says literally nothing and the client does all of the work. Could work. However, not sure it's the safest thing when working with paranoid schizophrenics. (Sigh.) Well, I should probably go. Arlo's going to be home soon with Marley, fresh from the baby-sitters. I am washing the sheets, something my mom always did when we were getting over being sick. Then, I'm going to think of something for dinner and try to enjoy the last few blissful hours of non-work part of my week.
As for my visit to Baltimore, here's the brief re-cap. I was able to spend Christmas Eve at Underwood with the Hollers, Phay, and Andrej, spent some time being entertained by Matthew and Grace who stopped by for the festivities, and wake up Christmas day surrounded by friends, though the group was quite a bit smaller than in previous years. Christmas day with the Brotmans was lovely, and my mom had all of our extended family for the evening, with more present-giving mayhem. The next day was pretty much spent with mom, shopping, hanging out, eating, and Friday night with the Blackfords, enjoying Taco Night. We had a great time, and Manders gave me a fabulous gift- the most beautiful hand-knitted mittens I have ever seen. Kevin, I'm glad you weren't there to rub it in my face how fantastic they were. :) And then Saturday, I went out for breakfast with Wendy and Tamira, got a fantastic hand-made bag from Wendy with a half-naked cowboy theme, and came home just in time to pack and head out. Another whirlwind trip to Baltimore. I don't have another trip planned right now, but I'm hoping that the next time I come home it will be for longer, or for good. :) And to everyone planning a visit, go ahead and start looking a flights now, but be forewarned that February and March can have some nasty weather.
Anyway, as I said before, I should be going. I hope all of you had a fantastic New Year's Eve, and I wish you all a happy and healthy year. Regarding my experience with involuntary mutism, it has left me with the following observations: 1. I talk a lot in my everyday life. 2. Much of what I have to say really isn't necessary, and often redundant, for, if I wait long enough, other people will say the exact same thing, and 3. Arlo asks a lot of questions.
We had decided on Thursday that since we hadn't made it to his mom's and Mary's place for NYE, we were going to head there for the weekend. So, we hit the road straight from work, making it there for a late Fish Fry Friday night. We went to this great place, Club Oasis, pretty much in the middle of nowhere, hence the name. I tried to be healthy, ordering my fish broiled, only to find, yet again (I really should learn my lesson here), my fish swimming in a broiling pan of butter. Wisonsinites sure love their saturated fats! Anyway, it was lovely, and I spent the time listening, trying occasionally to participate with a nod or a short, whispered phrase, all while I sucked back tea so that I could get through the night with a minimum of coughing. This pretty much describes the rest of the trip. Others talking, interacting, and me, trying to stay involved but feeling so not myself. I never realized how much of myself and the way I am is wrapped up in talking. I wanted desperately to add to everything people were saying, to make comments like, "Oh, isn't that cute," when Lauren, Arlo's niece, was putting on her Dora outfits and demanding candy, and to respond to people's questions, especially when they were called to me from the other room. Although it was a fun trip, and except for the cough and mutism I was feeling fine, I felt like something was missing since I didn't have my voice. I felt rude to others because I couldn't adequately thank them for presents or respond to what they said. I felt pathetic because I had to make Arlo become my translator, tapping him on the shoulder and asking him to repeat loudly what I was saying in his ear. I know this may sound melodramatic, but I felt all of this because of the power of expression and the feeling of impotence when one doesn't have it. This is the most I have said in days, and it feels so good to get it out. Today I finally started writing things down to Arlo because I wanted to say something more than yes and no. I'm nervous about this week, because it's my first week of seeing a full client caseload and I have no voice. How can one do therapy with no voice?!?!?! The only thing I'm thinking is that this could be some kind of new, avant garde kind of therapy where the therapist says literally nothing and the client does all of the work. Could work. However, not sure it's the safest thing when working with paranoid schizophrenics. (Sigh.) Well, I should probably go. Arlo's going to be home soon with Marley, fresh from the baby-sitters. I am washing the sheets, something my mom always did when we were getting over being sick. Then, I'm going to think of something for dinner and try to enjoy the last few blissful hours of non-work part of my week.
As for my visit to Baltimore, here's the brief re-cap. I was able to spend Christmas Eve at Underwood with the Hollers, Phay, and Andrej, spent some time being entertained by Matthew and Grace who stopped by for the festivities, and wake up Christmas day surrounded by friends, though the group was quite a bit smaller than in previous years. Christmas day with the Brotmans was lovely, and my mom had all of our extended family for the evening, with more present-giving mayhem. The next day was pretty much spent with mom, shopping, hanging out, eating, and Friday night with the Blackfords, enjoying Taco Night. We had a great time, and Manders gave me a fabulous gift- the most beautiful hand-knitted mittens I have ever seen. Kevin, I'm glad you weren't there to rub it in my face how fantastic they were. :) And then Saturday, I went out for breakfast with Wendy and Tamira, got a fantastic hand-made bag from Wendy with a half-naked cowboy theme, and came home just in time to pack and head out. Another whirlwind trip to Baltimore. I don't have another trip planned right now, but I'm hoping that the next time I come home it will be for longer, or for good. :) And to everyone planning a visit, go ahead and start looking a flights now, but be forewarned that February and March can have some nasty weather.
Anyway, as I said before, I should be going. I hope all of you had a fantastic New Year's Eve, and I wish you all a happy and healthy year. Regarding my experience with involuntary mutism, it has left me with the following observations: 1. I talk a lot in my everyday life. 2. Much of what I have to say really isn't necessary, and often redundant, for, if I wait long enough, other people will say the exact same thing, and 3. Arlo asks a lot of questions.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Thankgiving and More!
Happy Post-Thanksgiving and Pre-Christmas! I had such an awesome visit with 
everyone and I wanted to thank everyone for coming out to our gathering at Chez Blackford. It was quite the success, I think, and I want to thank Bill and Amanda for hosting it! I mean, really, with Bill at the helm, it has to be a success, right?!?!? Bill, I think you should be lawyer by day, party planner by night (see Matt's comment on the last post). I forget who took the last group shot, I think it was either Matt or Bill, but whoever it was, can you send it to me to post? Kevin's sad to say that his memory card shat the bed, so he has no pics from that night, so any pictures taken that included the Hollers could be sent directly to Kevin or to me, for I am already building a treasury of items for Natty's future Christmas presents. Long l
ive homemade gifts!
everyone and I wanted to thank everyone for coming out to our gathering at Chez Blackford. It was quite the success, I think, and I want to thank Bill and Amanda for hosting it! I mean, really, with Bill at the helm, it has to be a success, right?!?!? Bill, I think you should be lawyer by day, party planner by night (see Matt's comment on the last post). I forget who took the last group shot, I think it was either Matt or Bill, but whoever it was, can you send it to me to post? Kevin's sad to say that his memory card shat the bed, so he has no pics from that night, so any pictures taken that included the Hollers could be sent directly to Kevin or to me, for I am already building a treasury of items for Natty's future Christmas presents. Long l
ive homemade gifts!**Editor's note: This section contains a more detailed account of the entire Thanksgiving trip. For those of you not interested in all of this verbage, please skip directly to the end of this section to see what's been happening more recently.
Anyway, the rest of the trip, while not as awesome as the party, was pretty rockin. We spent a lot of time with my mom and Jerry and really enjoyed ourselves (shut up, Matt.) Thanksgiving was obviously spent with family, all of whom were surprised except my grandparents, as Jerry told them the day before that I was coming home (Darn you, Jerry!). All others were shock
ed and amazed, which my mother happily lapped up. Friday, pre-party, Arlo and I did a little bit of shopping in the morning and he dropped me off at my mom's office so that we could go to tea together. So good! After this, to Villa Blackford for the shindig. So awesome! Saturday, we went with my mom and Jerry to the Sports Museum and pop culture museum by Campden yards. I recommend checking out the pop culture one sometime if you have a chance. It definitely leans heavily towards the 1950's, but it has some really cool stuff, especially if you like comics (Phay). Afterwards, we went to Reggie's in Federal Hill for dinner, had spectacularly bad for you but delicious mac-n-
cheese and headed back for a quiet evening at the Brotmans. Sunday was a bit of a rush, trying to squeeze in as much as possible, to the point where I basically had to schedule visits with Tamira and Wendy, as we wanted to see each other and they weren't able to come to the party, and still make it back in time to pack up the car before heading out for linner, or dunch, depending on how you see it, with my grandparents. We hit crappy weather both Sunday night and Monday, so I'm glad we ended up leaving Sunday afternoon. We made it back around 7:30/8:00 on Monday night to snow.
ed and amazed, which my mother happily lapped up. Friday, pre-party, Arlo and I did a little bit of shopping in the morning and he dropped me off at my mom's office so that we could go to tea together. So good! After this, to Villa Blackford for the shindig. So awesome! Saturday, we went with my mom and Jerry to the Sports Museum and pop culture museum by Campden yards. I recommend checking out the pop culture one sometime if you have a chance. It definitely leans heavily towards the 1950's, but it has some really cool stuff, especially if you like comics (Phay). Afterwards, we went to Reggie's in Federal Hill for dinner, had spectacularly bad for you but delicious mac-n-
cheese and headed back for a quiet evening at the Brotmans. Sunday was a bit of a rush, trying to squeeze in as much as possible, to the point where I basically had to schedule visits with Tamira and Wendy, as we wanted to see each other and they weren't able to come to the party, and still make it back in time to pack up the car before heading out for linner, or dunch, depending on how you see it, with my grandparents. We hit crappy weather both Sunday night and Monday, so I'm glad we ended up leaving Sunday afternoon. We made it back around 7:30/8:00 on Monday night to snow. ** Fast forward to present
There's no excuse for my sorry butt to have such long breaks between posts, especially when I have some loyal fans choppin at the bit to find out about my exciting life! However, I guess I do have an excuse, and that is this- My life has just been WAY too exciting lately to post. And by exciting, I mostly mea
n busy. I am now working full-time, full-time at my job, extra hours to boot. There's still a lot of organization that needs to take place, but I think by the new year it should be on the right track. It's definitely challenging, but I'm learning so many new things that I think it will all be worth it. By the end of each day, I'm pretty tired, and not too motivated to do anything but have dinner and sleep, with some t.v. in the middle. Sadly, I'm not even motivated to work on Christmas presents, as I haven't wanted to journey out at night to Joann's. The weather's been bad the last few nights, and a need for yarn just doesn't seem to warrant such extreme measures (unless you're Amanda). This may mean that each of you get a hand-drawn portrait or perhaps a 
trivet with my cats' paw-prints in them. I ain't makin any promises, ya'hear? Okay, now I'm just rambling, as I tend to do the sleepier I get. And despite only being 8:20, I'm in full sleepy-mode, time to get ready for bed. One last thing before I go.... you probably can narrate the pics up top if you were at the Friday night festivities, but the others, here are the descriptions. The pic of my mom and I was taken at Camden Yards, as we prepare for the unlikely event of a crazed out-of-control ball to come carreening at us. The next- Arlo and I set up our Christmast 
tree! Pretty cool, eh? The final three pictures I like to call Man with Big Stick, Espionage, and Discovery. Whenever I look at them, Espionage and Discovery make me laugh almost as much as when it happened. Night y'all. Sweet dreams to everyone!
n busy. I am now working full-time, full-time at my job, extra hours to boot. There's still a lot of organization that needs to take place, but I think by the new year it should be on the right track. It's definitely challenging, but I'm learning so many new things that I think it will all be worth it. By the end of each day, I'm pretty tired, and not too motivated to do anything but have dinner and sleep, with some t.v. in the middle. Sadly, I'm not even motivated to work on Christmas presents, as I haven't wanted to journey out at night to Joann's. The weather's been bad the last few nights, and a need for yarn just doesn't seem to warrant such extreme measures (unless you're Amanda). This may mean that each of you get a hand-drawn portrait or perhaps a 
trivet with my cats' paw-prints in them. I ain't makin any promises, ya'hear? Okay, now I'm just rambling, as I tend to do the sleepier I get. And despite only being 8:20, I'm in full sleepy-mode, time to get ready for bed. One last thing before I go.... you probably can narrate the pics up top if you were at the Friday night festivities, but the others, here are the descriptions. The pic of my mom and I was taken at Camden Yards, as we prepare for the unlikely event of a crazed out-of-control ball to come carreening at us. The next- Arlo and I set up our Christmast 
tree! Pretty cool, eh? The final three pictures I like to call Man with Big Stick, Espionage, and Discovery. Whenever I look at them, Espionage and Discovery make me laugh almost as much as when it happened. Night y'all. Sweet dreams to everyone!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Sluggish With Crab....mmmmm.....crabbbb....
Against my better judgment, I decided to go out on a limb and talk about what I had for dinner tonight. Not that there's not other stuff that can be talked about, I mean, I did start a new job, quit my old job, and start looking at portable heaters for the house, but this was special.
Backstory: Arlo and I were biking one day up Layton Ave. We passed a restaurant with a large plane attached to the front. Arlo said, "Let's go check out the menu (or something like that.)" He loves it when restaurants post their menus outside the door, it's like window-shopping for him. Anyway, he was excited to point out that they have All-You-Can-Eat crablegs on Wednesday night, market price. Checking on the price for me, he found out that it's usually around $26-28. Normally I'm not a fan of AYCE, as I find I never feel I get my money's worth and the food is usually subpar. However, I must admit I was intrigued, as crab is probably one of the only things I know that I can keep eating for a long time without getting full.
So, as tomorrow's my first "real" day at my new job, not at a training center, I decided it was time to treat both of us to an awesome meal. And did it live up to expectation! Wow! I ate a bucket of crab! It was freakin fantastic! Arlo got AYCE fried chicken, fried fish, and french fries (A.K.A. Arlo's ideal meal), which was also quite tasty. We ate ourselves silly and then came home and practiced the blocks, holds, and other self-defense moves I learned in training today. No, really. It was fun, but kind of sucked with the full stomachs.
Now, it's about 9:00 and Arlo's already asleep on the couch. I've picked out my outfit for tomorrow and am ready to get up butt-early to assure that I'm not late on my first day. I will post after to let everyone know how it goes, and I all I know so far is that my office is in what was the conference room, leading me to question, "Where will we have conferences now?"
Have a good night! I'm going to go put on my pj's so that my belly can expand under the pressure of the two-plus snowcrabs that gave their lives for me. Oh crabs, how I have loved you.
One more thing...I just realized that I mentioned this but never followed up...I decided to quit my job at Louise's Trattoria. I really liked the people I worked with and the customers were nice. I just think that I will be way too busy with the new job for any additional stressors, you know? Plus, it feels weird to me to be the Outpatient Clinic Manager by day and waitstaff by night. So, after this Saturday, no more Louise's, though I am hoping to hang out with some of the people I met there, as they are pretty cool.
See you in about a week!!!!!!!
Backstory: Arlo and I were biking one day up Layton Ave. We passed a restaurant with a large plane attached to the front. Arlo said, "Let's go check out the menu (or something like that.)" He loves it when restaurants post their menus outside the door, it's like window-shopping for him. Anyway, he was excited to point out that they have All-You-Can-Eat crablegs on Wednesday night, market price. Checking on the price for me, he found out that it's usually around $26-28. Normally I'm not a fan of AYCE, as I find I never feel I get my money's worth and the food is usually subpar. However, I must admit I was intrigued, as crab is probably one of the only things I know that I can keep eating for a long time without getting full.
So, as tomorrow's my first "real" day at my new job, not at a training center, I decided it was time to treat both of us to an awesome meal. And did it live up to expectation! Wow! I ate a bucket of crab! It was freakin fantastic! Arlo got AYCE fried chicken, fried fish, and french fries (A.K.A. Arlo's ideal meal), which was also quite tasty. We ate ourselves silly and then came home and practiced the blocks, holds, and other self-defense moves I learned in training today. No, really. It was fun, but kind of sucked with the full stomachs.
Now, it's about 9:00 and Arlo's already asleep on the couch. I've picked out my outfit for tomorrow and am ready to get up butt-early to assure that I'm not late on my first day. I will post after to let everyone know how it goes, and I all I know so far is that my office is in what was the conference room, leading me to question, "Where will we have conferences now?"
Have a good night! I'm going to go put on my pj's so that my belly can expand under the pressure of the two-plus snowcrabs that gave their lives for me. Oh crabs, how I have loved you.
One more thing...I just realized that I mentioned this but never followed up...I decided to quit my job at Louise's Trattoria. I really liked the people I worked with and the customers were nice. I just think that I will be way too busy with the new job for any additional stressors, you know? Plus, it feels weird to me to be the Outpatient Clinic Manager by day and waitstaff by night. So, after this Saturday, no more Louise's, though I am hoping to hang out with some of the people I met there, as they are pretty cool.
See you in about a week!!!!!!!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Thanksgiving Weekend Plans
The plan as of right now is to head out of Milwaukee on Wednesday, early afternoon or whenever we can hit the road. We will then sleep somewhere half-way and hopefully be in Baltimore by early afternoon on Thursday. Phay, I don't think we will be able to make Detroit the half-way mark, because that heads us North and would take about 6 hours, when at 6 hours, we should be much closer to home. :(
As with everyone else, we will be with family on Thursday and Thursday night. The "free" days, then would be Friday and Saturday, as we will probably leave Sunday mid-afternoon. Several people have said we could have people over to their place, and I just found out that my brother is not going to be at my mom's place, so we could probably also hang there, so long as we stay in the basement. I propose that we all get together on Friday night and determine the location closer to the date. I would like to just say that we could all come to my mom's place, but as you all know from my going-away party, they can be kind of crazy about having people over. We could go out for food or just order pizza so as to make it as easy as possible.
I think this may be the only way I can see everyone, but if you can't make it to Friday night, we can try to work something out.
Post comments or email me directly at jreit001@umaryland.edu to let me know what you think. Remember, nothing on Facebook!
Oh, and I realize that this is a really boring post (and I still expect a comment, Bill), but needed to get this out and it seems to be the best way to do it, perhaps even better than email so people aren't bombarded with "reply alls". There's nothing too exciting going on right now, as we haven't been to any concerts lately ("Quelle horror, what will Kevin think?!?!"), haven't started my job yet, and have been spending my time being sick and organizing things in the house, two things that NO ONE (except Andrej) would care to blog about. For more excitement, see Arlo's blog. I'm just happy to be on the mend and sitting in a clean house with a fully functioning bathroom sink (there was a snafu with the sink that could be a post in and of it self, I was so inclined, which I'm not).
Talk to you all soon and see you in two weeks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't emphasize my excitement enough!
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Warning!!
Do not, I repeat, do not mention anything about the trip home for Thanksgiving on my facebook page. My mom has access to that and checks it, and recently I have become paranoid about her finding out about the trip. Comment all you want here on the blog, but not on facebook. Can't wait to see everyone!!!!!!
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I'm a Bit Obsessed With the Leaf Blower
So, I'm pretty sad that I don't have time this morning to use the leaf blower out front to rid the yard of leaves. Leaf blowers are awesome! I compare it to the memories of raking leaves as a kid, and man, so much better now!! We have two very large trees, one in the front and one in the back, and I can't imagine doing it all by hand. And now I don't! Yay leaf blowers! Not that I'm going to do an entire post proclaiming the greatness of these machines. No, there is much to mention. In fact, I will probably forget most of it, and as I'm in a bit of a time crunch, I will be numbering all of the topics in a list format, starting with the most important and moving on down. Notice, I started with the leaf blower. Pretty big stuff! Onto the list!
1. I got a job! I interviewed for the position two weeks ago and when I didn't hear back from them earlier on the day that they told me they'd get to me by, I thought I didn't get it. I was pretty much convinced, and I had spent the morning applying to another batch of jobs. But at around 3:30, AJ called and offered me the job! So, now I will be officially known as Jen Reiter, Psychotherapist/Outpatient Clinic Manager. I will be working with a variety of clients from children with ADHD and ODD to adults with chronic mental illness, psychiatric disorders, drug addiction and mental retardation. I am so excited! I don't start until November 17, so I'm spending this time relaxing, getting new work clothes, reading, and getting a jump on Christmas present creation (see below for more). More to post later on the job front.
2. Halloween! Arlo and I went out for Halloween and had a blast! He was not thrille
d with the idea of dressing up when I told him I was really into it, oh, say 3 months ago when we moved. But he warmed to the idea, so much so that I wasn't even planning on doing anything and he asked if we could. We debated between being two present-day dirty hippies a la Bonnaroo, or a lesbian couple, and in the end we went with dirty hippies. My costume was complete with frizzie wig, tattoo around the belly button, long skirt and fairy wings. Awesome! Arlo looked splendid in his Grateful Dead rasta shirt, rainbow glasses and tall hat. We went to a few bars in Milwaukee and ended up at Ma Fishers for the fried food platter. Fun night! For more on Halloween from Arlo's perspective, see his blog at http://arlosbloggitybloggyblog-blog.blogspot.com/Oh, and we also carved pumpkins, see below! Mine is the scary one.
3. I joined the Y! They had a deal for joining by October 31, so I did it and it's awesome! I have been twice since I joined and I haven't used the pool yet, but I'm very excited to head there tomorrow. I also can't wait for the spinning classes and kick-boxing classes. Arlo signed up with me on a family plan, though his intention is to use the gym more like a spa, going mostly to use the hot tub and sauna when it's really cold in the winter and he needs a good thaw. I, on the other hand, have visions of us sweating together gleefully in a spinning class or encouraging each other as co-spotters. Ah, the idealist. So much fun to dream, so sad when those dreams are dashed!
Alright, best be going. I need to get ready for work now. One last thing. I'm trying something new for Christmas this year. I have an idea of what I want to make everyone for Christmas, but I'm making an offer. If there's something I've given someone else or something you've seen, thought up but don't think you can make (a la Kevin's blanket with sleeves), or something I've made you before and you want another one (like a new pair of pj bottoms), please shoot me an email or post a comment. I will try 
to honor requests. That being said, if I have my heart set on making you something else, you might get that, so you'll still be surprised come gift exchange time.
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