#1 Most Awesome Thing About Being An Exercise Specialist

Wearing elastic waist sweatpants to work EVERY DAY in the winter

• No shaving legs
• No stress over "that time of the month" bloat
• No concern for holiday eating habits 

Every day I wake up about as happy as a tornado in a trailer park.

(and I dress like I live there)

Move Over Abby Lee

I really wish I had a digital copy of my very first dance recital. I was three years old. The song was Hula Hula Baby. I was wearing a gold shimmer hula skirt. It looked a little something like this.......

Dear Young Dance Factory Preschool Tap Girl,

Don't pay attention to your critics for you will someday blossom into a freestyle twerking angel. I once knew a girl in your same position - an enthusiasm for the stage and a colorful rhythm beating from your imaginative soul. That little girl turned into the REPEAT champion of her town's talent contest AND is able to add college bar Rihanna Dance-off Gold Medalist to the list of awards and recognitions on her resume. You keep on shining, my friend, for you are going places. I am a proud witness to your talents.

Broadway couldn't handle us, baby!

Fall Traditions

In case I haven't mentioned it before, I HEART FALL.

I heart the smell.
I heart the sound.
I heart the feel.
I heart the taste.

Fall is a sensory overload and I seriously can't get enough of it.

I believe my affinity for this specific season can be attributed to Mama Dirt and her sense of tradition. I was raised in a family that went apple picking every year the leaves began to change. We would watch football every Friday night, cook hot dogs over an open fire in the backyard, and engage in the sport of competitive pumpkin carving. I thank you, Mama Dirt, for making the time to let us breathe in the brisk fall air for I now get to share those experiences with new generations.

Unfortunately, I was unable to attend this year's apple picking trip with Huracan and his little bean burrito offspring, but the pictures I received via text message let me be a part of the action. It was reported that Beans was quite the determined little picker as she huffed and puffed and tugged at each apple within reach. Mama Dirt was forced to purchase more than a couple bushels as the stubborn Beans would just not quit. She will make a faithful employee someday. I love that girl to pieces.

This past weekend, CareBear, Titty Baby, Pebbles, Officer Bob, and I loaded up in the trusty blaze and made the trip to the orchard. The King and Niepoetter families completed our happy little caravan. We ventured out early Sunday morning. It would have been early Sunday morning had church not forced yours truly to hold up the trip. My tardiness was forgiven as there is obviously no competing with the Big Guy upstairs. In my absence from Pebbles lately, I have earned a new name. Her father has convinced Pebbles that I am "Brown Bear". Cute, huh? Yeah.....I didn't think so either. I guess there are worse things to which I could be compared. You know the saying - "Better to be a Brown Bear than a Titty Baby!"

Highlights from the trip include the following:

• Even at 8 months pregnant, CareBear is a fearless full of energy Mama.
• I love other people's kids (most of the time). The cuteness is overwhelming.
• Other people's kids are even cuter when they call me Mrs. Febuh.
• Pebbles is an independent woman who can not and will not be contained to being carried in single file lines. She needs to be given the freedom to fly on her own terms. Even if these terms mean riding on the footrest of a stroller in a very crowded orchard market.
• Officer Bob's friends are quietly funny. Just like him. It makes me happy.
• I don't like llamas. (Sorry Tina.) I just don't see the draw in these spitting smelly animals nor do I want to pay 25 cents to feed them tiny green pellets. Gross.
• I need to kick the habit of forgetting my camera when engaging in family traditions. These memories need to be captured.  
• Pumpkin picking is the perfect activity for an independent two year old ready to make grown up decisions like big pumpkin vs. wittle pumpkin. In case you were wondering, wittle pumpkin won.
• Titty Baby and I have the same sense of humor and we will always be funny. Always.

Officer Bob and I finished the weekend by watching football and drinking hot chocolate. Love.

"Autumn - the year's last, loveliest smile." - William Cullen Bryant

P.S. I am contemplating enrolling in PSLAA (Pumpkin Spice Latte Addicts Anonymous) Who's with me?

#HappySocktober

Check, Check, 1-2

Is this thing on?

Because I have no great excuse for my month long hiatus from the blogging world, I am not even going to try to create some lie about my rest from written word.

After a whirlwind of a summer, I feel renewed. I feel rejuvenated. I feel ready for what the world tosses my way. There a few unknowns in the Casa de Bob household, and it is too easy to get bogged down with the worries and the why's. Nonsense. "Life is too short to be anything but happy."

I truly believe that.

Seriously.

If anyone is even still reading this, I want to thank you. Thank you for being a part of this blog. Thank you for being a part of what inspires me. Thank you for being a part of inspiring who I will become.

The summer allowed me to bask in a fantasy of newlywed bliss, but the real world has been knocking on the door for the past few weeks, and I am finally ready to let him in. After he wipes his feet of course. I am ready to accept the challenges before me with an open mind and warm heart. I encourage you to do the same for it is in those moments that your true light can shine.

This blog will continue to remain an uncensored portrayal of life at Casa de Bob, but a recent video from Kid President has made me question the ultimate purpose of Big Boca Bob. People have the power to do great things - AMAZING things. Miley Cyrus aside, I really think the world is full of remarkable people with remarkable dreams. We can help each other make miracles happen and the world wide web can help us do it. Technology is this foreign tool that we as humans are still attempting to master. If you are looking for your own inspiration, I have an idea where you can start.

A message from Kid President:

"Let's take back the Internet and do something GREAT!

#HappySocktober

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