December Ramblings

For a very long time, my most hated state has been Utah.  That has officially been surpassed by Wyoming.  See, the only reason I'm even here to write this is because of the stupid state of Wyoming.

Yesterday we began the trek for Christmas with the Pitsch family expecting some ice for about 75 miles.  Seemed completely doable.  Turns out, Wyoming owns 1 snow plow truck for the whole state and somehow missed I Freaking 25.

So yeah, we had to turn around, and this will be year 3 that Anna hasn't been able to see her family for Christmas.

I think I'm going to start a business selling bumper stickers.  We only sell bumper stickers with 1 saying.  NUKE WYOMING.

Now, you're thinking that I'm being a bit over-reactive.  I assure you that I am not.  My first trek through the state of Wyoming I ended up getting pulled over just a bit outside Casper.  The police officer asked if I knew why I had been pulled over.

"No", I let him know.

"Going a little fast there".

"Really, I was trying to keep it under 80" (The speed limit was 75).

"Yup, got ya at 79".

I got pulled over for going 4 over.  I think he suspected I was a drug mule.  Hopefully he felt like a heel once he realized we were driving a hatchback Nissan Versa and had 3 dogs in said hatchback.

Again...NUKE WYOMING!!!

A couple notes on the vegetarian front. 

It's a bit of an adventure eating in a restaurant, and really makes you feel appreciative when a restaurant doesn't blantantly put a sign up that says Eff You Vegetarians.

I was recently at a high end (as in 30-40 a plate minimum) restaurant for a Christmas party.  I elected to go with the vegetarian option.  As I saw the other meat eater dishes come out, I started getting excited.  The place really knew what they were doing.

And then I received my pasta.  Now I've had some awesome pasta dishes, but the way to impress a vegetarian is not Prego marinara with cold mushrooms and asparagus.  Just saying.

I'm also a feign for green chile, but have been getting more and more frustrated with the crazy things restaurants put in their vegetarian chile.  Like corn.  And black beans.

You know what goes in green chile?  Green chiles, tomatoes, onions, and that's about it.  Trust me, I wish I could put some pork in there as well, but don't try to make me feel better by putting corn in my green chile.

The sad thing is that I've realized I have no choice.  It's either learn to love green chile with weird things in it, or continue ordering the veggie melt for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Anna and I are also trying to find ways we can cut down on the money we spend, and I came up with a brilliant idea after seeing some friends and family members whose wives cut their hair.  Anna should do the same. 

Our first attempt did not go very well.  I think she was nervous knowing that one of my redeeming qualities is my thick lustrous hair, and if she were to ruin that, she may not like the results.

I tried my best to not be critical, but here's the thing.  When she said she was done, and that she "thought it looked pretty good", I knew for a fact that there were hairs on my head that had not received a proper trimming.  That's not entirely correct.  I knew that there were hairs on my head that had received no trimming at all. 

After confirming my suspicions in the mirror that I did in fact look like a hobo, I had no choice but to shave everything off, so yeah, I guess I'm shaving my head until Anna gets some skills.

Now, for the news you've all been waiting for.

Anna...

Is...

Pre...

Occupied with this dang baby of ours.

I can't get no attention in this house.  Seriously, I'm about to start acting out.

In all seriousness.  Hope everyone has a great holiday season.  I'll be planning on spending as much time with friends and family as possible, and to the Pitsch clan, I promise we'll get up there for Christmas next year...even if we have to spend an entire month to avoid the inevitable snow storm that wrecks our plans every year.