How 'bout an old pic dating back to Mother's Day last year?

I am having a hard time these days motivating myself to blog. Tonight I was going to go lie on the couch and watch some more DVR'ed items, but I figure I have spent plenty of time doing that this weekend. I have this weird cold where I have gone through the entire course of the thing and felt all the symptoms (from the sore throat up to the stuffy nose, to the congestion) in the usual succession but in an extremely mild form. It's like this barely-there cold, but it's kind of knocking out all my energy.

I am so bad at the DVR. I am constantly forgetting that I can FF through the commercials. I'll be about 3/4 of the way through a commercial break when I realize I didn't have to watch them.

My latest guilty pleasure has been 16 and Pregnant on MTV. I've only seen two episodes (the adoption and the cheerleader) and the finale. The ones whose episodes I didn't see were about as mature as I would expect. I must say, though, that I have a whole lot of respect for the girl who gave her baby up for adoption. I imagine that it starts out maybe half selfish ("I don't want a baby to get in the way of my life") and half selfless ("I can't give the baby what s/he deserves"). But to actually go through with it, to actually be able to give birth to this baby that you've been so close to for 9 months and hand it over to someone else...that's as selfless as it gets. I can completely understand how minds change over the course of the 9 months, regardless of the circumstances. That was the one couple that really made an impression on me...other than that, it was a lot of glamorization of teen pregnancy and not a great balance of the realities of raising a child and how it affects your life.

We've been having some fun at the county water park. Liam is coming to enjoy the little fountains and the zero-entry pool. What I found objectionable, however, was the inefficiency with which the water slides were run. There are two big slides at the top of a big platform with a pool at the bottom, of course. So the way they run it is that there is only one person allowed on the entire contraption at once, and that includes the platform, the slides, and the pool at the bottom. So, you wait in line at the bottom of the stairs, and when the person ahead of you is out of the pool, you can start going up the stairs. How much sense does THAT make? I understand the liability concerns and all, but I think that brings it a bit too far. At the very least allow a couple people up top at once so that as soon as one person is out of the pool another can go instead of having to wait for that person to climb the stairs.

What irked me further was that I waited in a line of 12 people for 15 minutes, and then when I was the next to go, they called the 15-minute "safety break." I was so peeved. I had to wait another 15 minutes after that was over to finally get to go down a slide (it was great when I finally got there - it was an enclosed tube, but I had no idea that it was pitch dark inside. You have no idea where you are going or when it will end). Needless to say, I was a bit disappointed with my slide experience considering I've been meaning to do it for the last 2 summers that it has been there.

So anyways, all of the fabulous and amazing things that I have thought over the past couple weeks that I needed to blog about have gone by the wayside. Right now I am in survival mode, trying to kick whatever minor illness this is, and am using it as the perfect excuse not to go to the Y in the morning (after all, I have come this far and have not crossed that line from almost sick to all-out sick). I'll try to keep the blog a little more interesting next time!