So Uncomfortable

by Courtney Sirotin on May 17, 2012

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I aim to update this blog every other day. I’d like to do it every day but I have some other obligations so this schedule is working out well. On a day I’m going to post here I try to take extra pictures and keep my mind open to a topic I might want to explore. Usually something presents itself but I couldn’t think of anything today.

I asked Jay for an idea and he said, “Post a list of all the things we have to accomplish before we can move.” Hmm…I think he had an ulterior motive with that one.

So, here’s the plan: I’m going to pluck a few of the pictures I took today from my iPhone and share my thoughts on them. Perhaps we’ll come up with a theme as we go.

Notes That Put You In Your Place

I was walking to my car with Dylan in his stroller and happened upon a piece of paper on the ground (see picture above). I’m nosey and not one to walk by a piece of paper with handwriting on it without reading it so I paused and here’s what it said:

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I took a picture because I found the note interesting and then moved on. Or did I? I’ve unexpectedly found myself thinking about this note off and on all day. I feel shame for the person who was driving badly. If he (why do I assume it was a he?) was endangering lives then I agree with the woman (that’s totally a woman’s writing) that he is at fault and needs to learn a lesson and yet I can feel his embarrassment coming back to his car and finding this note on the windshield. I’m sure he threw it to the ground and tried to brush it off but I bet it’s been haunting him. I hate that feeling. It also bothers me that the woman made it a religious note. I’m conflicted because I’m on the side of the woman but I feel for the man too. Bottom line: this note makes me uncomfortable.

Celery and Fedoras

Dylan wore his fedora during lunch today. He found it in his toy chest as I was getting his food ready, popped it on his head and then kept it on the whole meal. His fedora always makes me happy!

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He didn’t want much lunch so I transferred some of it to a smaller bowl and just left it on his table in case he changed his mind. Enticing, isn’t it?

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Have you seen Wonder Pets? It’s a cartoon about pets who live in a school and go on adventures. They sing about celery a lot so I’ve been trying to introduce celery to Dylan at the same time as the animals sing about it. I’ve tried cutting it into bites but since the animals eat it long and intact I’m now trying that approach too.

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Not much to say about this picture other than out of context it’s kind of weird.

Whipped Cream

I think I’ve figured out the theme of this post. All of these pictures (save the fedora) make me uncomfortable. Perhaps none more than this one:

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Jay loves squirting whipped cream in Dylan’s mouth but it seems like a bad trick to teach him. What good can come of this? Its so decadent…how will I ever get him to eat celery when he knows this is an option?

Jason’s Got Talent

Jay and I are watching America’s Got Talent this season because we both used to work for Howard Stern so its fun to see him as a judge. Whenever I watch the acts all I can think is that Jay is going to end up on that show someday. He is really good at weird things like party tricks and likes to practice certain skills until he masters them. He does tricks with zippers, glasses of water and lighters. He plays the harmonica, juggles, and can cry exactly like a baby. Things like that. Lately, he and Dylan have been coming up with a ton of acrobatic moves. Here I got a video of a new move they busted out in the kitchen tonight:

Later they locked themselves in a bedroom and came up with at least five or six more moves. If they string them together and add in some music (harmonica? spoons?) I think they could take it on the road!

Well, friends, I apologize if this post was a little too scattered. Tomorrow night Jay and I are going to record another podcast so I’ll have that up here soon.

Here’s to a great tomorrow for everyone!

{ 7 comments… read them below or add one }

JASON SIROTIN May 17, 2012 at 4:39 am

I really enjoyed the free form post. I think you should do these more often. That note was weird. Only in the south. If you translated that note from Southern to Bortherner it would read like this.

Dear Asshole,

Stop driving like a dick. No one cares that you are having a bad day. You’re driving like an idiot and could have fuckin’ killed somebody. I hope you have a massive stress enduced heart attack.

Go fuck yourself.


COURTNEY May 17, 2012 at 11:44 am

You certainly have a way with words, Mr. Sirotin. 😉


MICHELE VENNARD May 17, 2012 at 2:20 pm

I wish there was a ‘like’ button for this comment!


DONNA CUSHING May 18, 2012 at 12:08 am

I read a quote lately, (you know me and quotes, I find them inspiring). Well your post made me think of it. It says that happiness is a journey, not a destination. We have to treasure every moment we have. It goes on to say that there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way. Time waits for no one. So, I am happy to see that you are valuing the everyday moments of your life as worthy of a post because they are. I enjoyed reading this post a lot! By the way, the note was far better than road rage!


COURTNEY May 19, 2012 at 2:41 am

Oh mom, I am so aware that happiness is the journey that sometimes even the smallest moments with Dylan feel overwhelming because I think about how much I will miss them someday!


RUSS May 18, 2012 at 10:32 pm

Or to put it in a “Southern Woman’s” words: “Bless his Heart”!


COURTNEY May 19, 2012 at 2:33 am

Yep…I though the same thing!


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