Government Stays Open, Gym Class, and Dead Squirrel

With hours remaining a deal was made and the government will remain open. After typing that I feel like I was just handed back a high school spanish test with red marking saying "re-read" because after reading a second time there is no way I translated properly "Dog's sing softly as they run in pink shoes". The words government shutdown seem the same lost in translation words to me, because there is no way the government could actually shut down? Well April 2011 marks it almost happening. I think it was a big wake up call all around and hopefully will motivate everyone to take action and have their voice heard. I had a person ask me once why voting was so important to me. I could have gone on about years of suffrage or other reason that speak to me, but my bottom line is if you don't vote you lose your right to voice your opinion and complain. Voting is one small part of making a difference, but staying active in your community year round will be what will ultimately ignites change. I wish I could say that I had a weekend of changing the world, but if nothing else it was a great time for Joey, Isla, and I.

This weekend marked Isla's first official gymboree class. I once found these classes to be an overpriced country club for tiny tots, but with an amazing groupon deal we entered the ranks of Gymboree family's on Saturday morning. I was really excited to take Isla to her first class. I had her dressed up cute and ready to go of course. On our way to class we were about a block away from the center when a squirrel darted out in front of us. I felt like it was almost slow motion hearing everything I have ever been told to hit the animal instead of breaking hard or swerving into traffic to avoid it. I had a car behind me and to the side of me so the poor squirrel didn't make it. During the entire class and most of the day I felt horrible. I kept thinking the poor squirrel was crossing the road to bring food to his family who is now fatherless, but after dwelling on all the reasons the poor guy died I came to a much more logical less guilt-ridden explanation of why any squirrel would be crossing a major road with 55 mile an hour traffic....... he was committing suicide and my jeep ensured he went quickly/instantly. Luckily Isla will be to young to remember her first gym class as her mom killing one of Alvin, Simon, and Theodore's friends, but it will always yet another adventure in our many crazy moments in life together.

Another weekend is almost complete and ready to tackle another work week. I am counting down the days until summer and hoping to escape the Colorado "springtime" snow storms.