a little bit more about me

My name is Beth and I accidentally have found myself living in Arizona but I'm originally from Tennessee. My education is in history and anthropology, which means that I know a little about a lot of things and can hold my own at a cocktail party in mixed company. I work in museums, doing all sorts of things ranging from researching and writing exhibits to cataloguing absolute wickety wak. I love comedy, baking, photography, my daughter, dogs, and above all else, napping.*

* 2013 edit: Oh yeah, and my new son too.

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    Tuesday
    Jun302015

    Still blaming mommy brain 

    Do I get to still blame mommy brain for the following, even though my youngest is about to turn 2? Here is my morning:

    1. Ahhh. It’s amazing I have free time. I am SO organized and can just sit here and enjoy my coffee.
    2. Oh. Right. I haven’t made the kids’ lunches yet. Or mine.
    3. Ah. Wow. Even after throwing together lunches, I’m still doing fine on time! And I did the dishes!
    4. Dawdler Toddler, sit down at the table to eat or you will OMG YOU ARE DRIPPING SMOOTHIE ALL OVER EVERYTHING. Let’s go change you!
    5. Got him changed after a 10 minute wrestling battle. Whew! I’ve got to clean the table, too.
    6. Okay, let’s go to the truck. Still doing uh, okay, I guess on time.
    7. Why are you crying? You need a blanket? Fine. Sigh.
    8. Oh, it’s good Preschooler asked for a blanket, forcing me to return to the house so I could discover I was about to drive off WITH THE FRONT DOOR OF THE HOUSE WIDE OPEN.
    9. Okay, good. Blankets & cuddlies & lunches all packed & loaded in the truck, let’s GO.
    10. Oh. I need gas.
    11. Finally. At school. Should only take 20 minutes to walk both of them in since they’re soooooooo slow.
    12. Ah. I finally get to go to work.
    13. OMG. I never got myself dressed. I’m still in sweats. Back home.
    14. Oh! Good thing I came back. There’s my coffee I never got to drink. That might help.

    I hope.

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