One Foot After The Other: Rainbamapocalypse Tuesday

First up, gotta get it out of the way...

I'm seeing Frank Turner tomorrow!! What?! Yes, I am seeing the man himself on my birthday in less than 35 hours. Try not to wee yourself in excitement. I've reached a new level of fandom. The 5+ hour drive to see someone play level of fandom. I've done the 3+ hour drive before and I believe John has done a 7+ to see a band play. Priorities.

Those dimples!

Tonight John and I are celebrating my birthday a day early, since I am going out of town without him tomorrow. I put my name in to see a band, Beans on Toast, at a house show. Looks like I got in with a +1, and it is in fact my month to say yes to everything, so looks like we are going to hit that up tonight! Assuming President Obama being in town doesn't make it impossible to get over there of course. Every time we have a president visit, the traffic is out of control! Plus rain, oh man, Atlanta traffic in the rain is ridiculous. Could end up being the Rainbamatrafficopalypse.

Edited to add POTUS motorcade. Work field trip to see it in action!

 In adoption news, America Adopts invited me to do another guest blog post for them. Look out for that coming up soon (soonish? I have no time frame to share). I really love their site! It has a wealth of information and now we have our own profile listed there as well! Linky dinky doo! They have quite a large presence on the internet as far as the adoption world goes. We feel like having our profile on their site could just be that little extra something we need to be found by someone looking to place her baby.

America Adopts profile snippet!

I was just talking to a friend we made through support group about the letter that everyone that uses our agency writes. It is a letter to prospective birth parents. You have to try to summarize who you are and what your life is about in approximately 900 words. As you can all tell from my lengthy blog posts, this is not an easy task for someone like me. I've been thinking about what I would really want to say, versus the kind of sugarcoated, glossy, picture of our lives. Of course this blog does a pretty good job of that, but I rewrite our letter in my head often.

In all honesty, what our letter should read is this:

Hello, we can't promise to be perfect parents, but we can promise to love heck out this kid and to protect him or her with all that we are as people. We love cats and music. We like delicious food and vacations. We are committed to having an open adoption.

Like, in a nutshell, that's us. Way less than 900 words. Sure we could go on about how much we love our families and how much Atlanta has to offer, but the thick of it is that we are gonna love that kid so darn much! We already do. I know that sounds weird, since we have yet to meet said kiddo, but we do.

So, I'm leaving age 34 behind in less than 24 hours. The year I thought I would finally become a mom. The year that I now know was for overcoming and forgiving the crazy things that happen in life.

Onward and upward.