Who am I to question it?

Thank you, thank you, thank you Mr. Akron. I am not one to question things, and I know a gift when I see one. Whatever magic it is that you are cooking up, I am now, and forever more, a firm believer in your mojo. I and the other 100-some-odd passengers of flight #1197 from LAX to ORD (Chicago-O'Hare) thank you from the bottom of the heart.

See, My mom and step-dad have a pal, Mr. Akron, who mysteriously places "Travelers Blessings" on those he deems special enough. And thank the sweet baby jesus I am in that small grouping of people blessed with his travelers bubble, because ELLIOTT SLEPT THE ENTIRE PLANE FLIGHT. From the moment we stepped on the plane until the moment we landed, that kid was asleep hardcore.

I will not lie, i have paid a heavy price for every one of those 3 hours and 25 minutes of precious slumber since our arrival here, but it was well worth it. I would rather have Elliott crying in the comfort of my aunt's house, or my cousin's car, rather than 130 people and Mr Bernie Mac ready to tear my guts out and hang me out to dry for having the worst child on the planet. And yes, i said Bernie Mac. He was on our flight and said hi and thinks my daughter is cute.

Once we get our stuff unpacked and I get to use the camera I will use my new flicker set-up and you can see just how cute. Its Halloween and Ellie had her first costume. Fitting with her good nature since our arrival she was a witch. Awe yeah.

In Other News:

Fer made it across the country with Lilah in tow and neither seem to be any worse for the wear except that Lilah is now on a heavy-duty diet because of her attack of The Burrito Incedient. She ate an entire (paper and all) veggie-works burrito from Del Taco while Fer was checking into his hotel room for the night. That is about 1lb of food. Awesome dog, awesome.

Its been 1 full week since I have seen GH and its killing both me and Elliott. I cant wait for us to move into the new place and get back to our routine... That krazy bitch Heather was SO CLOSE to being found out that she is keeing catatonic Laura in the Q's attic. Can you even believe it.

I missed gilmore girls, much to my dismay (sorry grandy, you HAVE to fill me in) last Tues because even though i said i would not forget, i DID forget that here in the middle of it all, primetime starts at 7pm not 8. I am sure there is someone I can write a letter to about my dismay, when I find out just who that is i will let you know.

Finally, Vote on Tues dammit, unless you are voting for Bush, in which case, please stay home.
Thank you.

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It's the final countdown

So, 8 days and counting. Elliott and I will get on a plane with my mom and head across this great country for our new home. I am so excited, that the only thing that keeps me from bursting at the seams is pure exhaustion. Mombi came out for her Birthday weekend and helped us pack it in. She and Grandy were quite the tag team duo and I was sad to see her go. That and the crying at the airport (what is with this family?!?! There's no crying! There's no crying in Baseball!) Anyway, it was a great success and we are very close to being finished and ready for the big ass truck to be parked out front. Now, how we are going to get all this in the truck is another matter all together, but I am putting that part of the logistics into Fer's manly hands.

We had our going away party this weekend, and true to form, it was a Kegger. And, I am proud to admit, that indeed everyone still knows how to throw down and hold their punch as when we emptied the keg the next morning, there were only 2 glasses worth of beer left. Perfect. I still maintain that as the final day creeps closer, I am not sad to see LA go, as I am to leave my friends. Thanks for coming and hanging out this weekend you guys... Much love.

In Other News:

Elliott is a wee thing! Today's last check-up with Dr. S (11 weeks) marked her as 10lbs, 10 oz. Still the 25% for weight and she is in the 75% for height (at 23 in). I still can't believe that at almost 3 months she weighs less than my sister did at birth. WTF. I am adjusting to this life of having a wee daughter, but its super cute! I guess I will just have to make sure that I bundle her up super tight for this Chicago winter and when she emerges in the spring she will be a little butterfly. Isn't that how it works? LOL.

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"People come and go so quickly here..."

Forgive me father, for I have sinned. Its been 8 days since my last blog.

Its hard to type and pack and feed a kid, all the while trying to keep the dog from licking the bottoms of Ellie's feet. I think its because of the salt. Ellie's feet smell salty somehow, (I think its because of the socks), but I am assuming Lilah found out they taste like salt and she wants some. Maybe Lilah is trying to tell me that she needs to drink more water, just as I try and tell myself that after killing a bag of potato chips, but really, who has time to listen to what the dog needs when I am surrounded by towers of boxes with no end in site. To whomever it was I was telling that I do not have that much shit and packing would be easy, I was lying. I am a liar. I have WAY too much shit, and packing is NOT easy.

Princess/Sister/Auntie Mombi is coming out this very Thursday however to help with the packing. I have my fingers crossed that things will get accomplished well and with very little stress once her military attack settles into mode around here. That girl is nothing if not focused to the task at hand, whatever the case may be. Just ask to see her wedding planning site. You'll catch my drift after that. ;-)

Anyway, all this is how I end up trying to keep my brain awake long enough to type a post when I should be sleeping, and all I can think about is how Flavaflav (sp? on that one?) and Brigette Neilson on this season of the Surreal Life are like totally blowing my mind. How on earth could Flav really be in love with her? I know, this is what I am reduced to thinking about. This and how I want to paint and arrange furniture in the new house.

I am a total nerd.

In Other News:

I have to: The Carly finds her long lost daddy story line on GH has gotten exceptionally bad as of late. Have I mentioned that its Corbin Bernsin from LA Law playing said father? Yeah, look where his career went. But, to make matters worse, this whole Courtney takes in a foster child, which turns out to be a man/boy who is like all about becoming her under-age lover takes the cake for BAD IDEA JEANS. As I have said before, GH, get your shit together.

That's it. I'm spent. Lights out.
12:21 am

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The Original Elliot

Elliott got to meet her namesake at the Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf this very AM while Daddy Fer and I were drinking our morning beverages (Fer- Large Cafe Mocha w/Soy, Momma- Reg. Cafe Vanilla). In walks a scruffy-faced yet put-together gent and his young and beautiful wife with their baby in tow. While waiting for coffee, new parents strike up a conversation....

Oh, how cute. How old is she? How old id yours? What did you name her? All the while, I am thinking to myself... (in ET speak) Elliot, Elliot, Elliot... I am talking to Henry Thomas about his 3 month old baby girl named Hazel... and my daughter is named after a character he played! Freaky!

When I told him her name was Elliott Rose, his eyes got big and round and questioning. Me, not wanting to make a scene, (just like when I knew it was Mandy Moore standing next to me at Coffee Bean 2 weeks ago), played the whole thing cool. Until they left and I turned to Fer and said, You KNOW who that was, don't you? And he was all... well, I am sure he's an actor... and I was all "Uh YEAH! THAT'S THE ORIGINAL ELLIOT!"

These my friends are the moments that I am going to miss about living in LA. And, his wife was super sweet and said as they were leaving, Its a shame you are moving to Chicago... we like to make friends with new parents."

Damnit.... my new best friends could have totally been Elliot and his wife if we were not moving. Oh, the sadness. LOL

In Other News:

There is no other news! WE MET ELLIOT! HE WAS ALMOST MY NEW BEST FRIEND. Sheesh.

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