To Rain or Not to Rain

I tried zumba for the first time tonight, and holy crap. That is not easy. It wouldn't be so hard if I knew the dances already. There's a surprising amount of twerking involved in zumba, and I don't think I should be twerking, really. Also, being tall is a huge disadvantage. I have so much more distance to cover with my movements! I just don't know how I feel about the whole thing yet.

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Maya's birthday party is going to be at Andy Alligator's this weekend. I went earlier this summer and had a blast, but because it was raining and cloudy that morning, they had a "rainy day special" where it only cost $10 at the door, which was awesome, since it's normally $19 (and $15 online). I've been keeping an eye on the weather for her party day, and today it said there was a 40% chance of morning thunderstorms.

So, I called today to ask, if it did rain, would there be a refund or park credit for the difference if we bought tickets online and they were cheaper at the door like last time? The woman asked if the $10 ticket day was this summer, and I said yes. She then told me that it wasn't actually raining that day, they had just decided beforehand to try out the special price.

...but it WAS raining that day. I was there

Then she says, basically, that the price we pay when we purchase them, regardless of how we purchase or what the weather is doing, is the price we get, which I can respect. My question was answered, so I'm thanking her and ready to hang up.

Then she says they really don't think it's gonna rain this weekend. I just paused. I don't want it to rain. I didn't go through all of this just to pretend it's gonna rain. I just looked at the forecast, saw a 40% chance, and called to see what my best option was.

I said, "Uh, what are you using to determine that?" I'm sure that seemed like such a stupid question to her, because obviously we all have the weather forecast at our fingertips... which is what led me to this call.

She said, "The weather," and laughed. "Actually, I just go by what my manager says."

Uh, okay. I'm over here thinking they have some fancy forecast detector that I don't know about, since it apparently wasn't raining that one day that it was raining, and because they just know it's not gonna rain because "the weather" says so, even though all my resources at the time said it might. I had no idea what to say, so I just said thanks and got off the phone.

Is it gonna rain Saturday? I don't know. What even happened on that call? It kinda got away from me. I feel a little stupid for even thinking it was going to rain, because now when I look, it's supposed to be only partly cloudy.

What's really cloudy is my brain these days.

#mood

Almost 1

Things have been so crazy lately that I haven't even really had time to freak out about Maya's upcoming first birthday. Am I gonna freak out? Should I? Would it be bad if I didn't? I don't know. It seems like she should be 1, so I'm kinda like YEAH! A year! A year? Only a year? Already a year?! Well, a year makes sense. I mean, she acts like a one-year-old, I think... This is the process I've gone through each time I've actually thought about what's happening.

Her cake smash was adorable and hilarious. She was so cute it'd kill you. She didn't really get it, though, and we learned she is just not comfortable with being messy. She really perked up after we gave her a spoon, which kinda takes the wind out of a cake "smash", but the resulting pictures were perfect. They were done by my very talented sister (who is available for back-to-school sessions RIGHT NOW!)

She's sorta talking, but not. By that, I mean she's a big fan of repeating goofy sounds or fun-sounding words, but the only word she consistently uses correctly on her own is "baby".

She's a big fan of bracelets or purses or anything she can wear as such. She's okay with headbands as long as you make a big deal about how "pretty" it is.

She's knows what she wants and gets instantly frustrated if something is too heavy, out of her reach, or simply stuck. She's friendly and makes friends everywhere we go.

Justin told me the other day that I'm going to have to help guide him through her personality because lately it's becoming clear she got much more of my personality than his. I was unsure if his needing help was a compliment to me or an insult but I didn't ask. (Plus, I know I'm a lot to handle, and I don't ask questions I don't want to know the answers to.)

We were taken on a trip to Six Flags, a first for Maya and me, and it was SO fun. Aside from Maya getting hit full force with allergies and Justin still recovering from Rocky Mountain fever, it went pretty smoothly and we all had an amazing time. I've already been mentally planning my next trip there.

But heat rash like WHOA.

The last two months have been a whirlwind, and this one doesn't look like it's gonna slow down any. And I need a pedicure and my roots are down to *here* and I think I'm about to go full-on white girl about fall BUT FIRST! Turn this baby 1.