The Good, The Bad and The Fugly

I got an L.L. Bean catalog in the mail this week and the first thing I saw was the back cover, featuring these freakin' adorable flip flops, which are seriously so cute I want this pair:and this pair

and this pair

and this pair

and this pair

And... you get the picture.

Anyway, I was intrigued enough to take a gander through the rest of the catalog. After all, I've recently rediscovered my love of Eddie Bauer and Land's End. L.L. Bean's just like them, right? Um... wrong. Outside of the shoes, I found a whole lot of nothin' that inerested me in the rest of the catalog. In fact, I saw some of the most Fug-Ugly clothes since Mischa Barton discovered high-waisted pants.

Speaking of high-waisted pants:

Argh! My eyes!!

That poor model. Never have I thought I'd use the words "poor" and "model" in the same sentence to express pity for a beautiful person, but THAT POOR MODEL! On what body type would those jeans be flattering? You can tell from her waist that she's very thin, and yet in those pants she looks to have legs like tree trunks.

The rest of the stuff in the catalog was just plain blah, if you ask me. A lot drawstring shorts, oxfords and tshirts, accompanied by canvas tote bags and dog beds -- all of which you could get at Target for a lot less.

Until I got to the men's section, of course, where I discovered these little doozies:

No, just no. Unles you want to look like a Midwestern retiree wearing socks with your sandals as you check out Scottsdale for a potential snowbird destintation...

Oh no, your eyes do not deceive you... that's seersucker... in a short-sleeved button-up style reminiscent of your 8th grade science teacher.

What year does Mr or Mrs. Bean think it is, do you suppose? I doublechecked and the catalog was dated Summer 2008... but this is. just. not. right.

And if anyone shops at L.L. Bean and/or owns any of these items. Well, I'm sorry... sorry that you subject yourself or your families to such fashion attrocities...

So, how was your date?

Oh hi there... Thanks for asking.

My "date"? With Heather? The one I was so looking forward to?

Yeah... not so much. As in, I had to cancel. As in, I got slammed with work and spent half the evening running between Staples and Kinkos scrambling to get documents printed and FedExed for an 8:00 meeting tomorrow morning.

As in, why is it that I'm always left to clean up other people's messes when they miss their deadlines?

Stupid people! Made me miss my blind date with this hot little number! Change that glass of soda to a cocktail or glass of wine and that's what I would have been looking at across the table tonight.

And now I'm stuck with a glass of wine and no one sitting across the table from me because Hubbz is downstairs working.

Another round, bartender? Don't mind if I do...

My first blind blogger date

This evening I will have the distinct of honor of meeting one of my blogging heroes in person.

Heather, as I have mentioned previously, was one of the first bloggers I read and followed on a regular basis, and one of the inspirations for me to start my own blog. She also let me be a guest blogger on her site once, where I posted a very personal confession of sorts. We've struck up an online friendship over the past year or so and when she contacted me to tell me she would be in Chicago, I jumped at the chance to meet her.

I have to admit, though, this is all very nerve-racking. What do I wear? I hope I have a good hair day... Why did my stylist have to cancel on my cut and color yesterday? Especially the color!

I have never met a blog friend in person before now so this should be interesting, but as sweet as Heather is, I anticipate it's going to be a lot of fun, too!

I'm so excited and I just can't hide it

OK... I wasn't going to blog about this today because I didn't want to jinx myself, but dude, look at my weight loss tracker over there on the righthand side bar. Go ahead... Scroll down... I'll wait...

********* hold music***********
I'm all out of love. I'm so lost without you. I know you were right believing for so long...

Oh yeah...! You know it...! (picture me doing the Cabbage Patch)

19.6 lbs. lost, people!

5.6 lbs left until my goal!

3+ point drop in my BMI!

All since the first of the year!

**********happy dance***********running man************cartwheels***********

This week alone I lost an inexplicable 6+ lbs. Not exactly sure how that happened, though I was very good all week. And I hate to say it, but I did all of this without exercise. I know that's wrong and I need to start exercising -- not just to lose weight, but for my overall health (and to tighten up my ever-expanding ass and thighs)... blah blah blah

But hot damn am I excited about this! I have to wear belts with all my pants now and until I sit down and the extra skin folds and stretch marks rear their ugly heads, my stomach is pseudo flattish, albeit a squishy kind of flatness.

I never thought I'd have to worry about my weight when I was a 20-something skinny bitch, with a great ass and perky boobs... But alas, there I was this time last year, knocked up and more than 25 lbs. heavier than I wanted/needed to be. And now, 16 weeks after Spike's birth, I weigh 20 lbs. less than before I got pregnant. Hot diggety dog!

OK... I'm done. Time to focus and get back to work.

DirecTV is out... Memes are in!

First of all, go visit my friend Happy Blog Chick and congratulate her on reaching her goal weight. She found me when looking for other bloggers trying to lose weight and we have been helping inspire each other ever since. She reached her goal yesterday and I'm not far behind (I hope!).

Next up... I haven't been tagged for these memes, but our DirecTV service is out and I really don't feel like folding laundry, so I'm borrowing them from Earth Muffin and Alexis, respectively.

33 Random Questions

1. The phone rings. Who are you hoping it is?
These days, either our realtor, lawyer, mortgage broker or other person associated with our real estate transactions to give updates!

2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?
Most of the time. Unless the cart-return thingies are too inconveniently located (orI'm feeling particularly lazy). But I'd say 90% of the time I return them.

3. In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener?
Depends on the setting, the company and my mood, but usually a talker. And a very charming and delightful one at that!

4. If abandoned alone in the wilderness, would you survive?
Only if I had a cell phone with which to call my step-dad so he could rescue me!

5. Do you like to ride horses?
I LOVE to ride horses, but I haven't done it in years. The area we're moving to has several horse farms nearby, so I'm hoping to take advantage of them and introduce my boys to the beauty of horses as well. (Note to Earth Muffin: you should bring your boys too!)

6. Did you ever go to camp as a kid?
I only went to State Farm daycamp and a couple of camping trips with the Brownies, but no long-term camps.

7. What was your favorite board game as a kid?
Probably Yahtzee or Scrabble. Nerd, I know.

8. If a sexy person was pursuing you, but you knew she/he was taken what would you do?
Probably flirt a little, but nothing else. Oh hell, who am I kidding, I'd run scared. I haven't flirted in years! I've totally lost my touch!

10. Would you date someone with different religious beliefs?
I married someone with different religious beliefs in a sense. I have a much more open mind about religion and he tends to stick with what he's comfortable with.

11. Are you continuing your education?
No. I am done with school. I was not very good at it.

12. Do you know how to shoot a gun?
No and I don't care to learn. Guns scare me.

13. If your house was on fire, what's the first thing you'd grab?
The Boy and Spike. Everything else I can live without (assuming Hubbz got out on his own of course)

14. How often do you read books?
Not nearly as often as I like. By the end of the day, if I have some downtime I tend to sit in front of a mindless TV show to decompress. I had high hopes for a lot of reading during our recent vacation, but that didn't materialize. When I do have time to read, though, I can fly through books pretty quickly. These days I'm just too tired and too busy to bother -- I can't even remember what book I'm in the middle of.

15. Do you think more about the past, present or future?
Probably the future. I'm an obsessive planner. I wish I was more of a "present" person. I think I'd enjoy life more, but alas, 'tis not meant to be.

16. What is your favorite children's book?
My favorite book from childhood is The Secret Garden (I still have my original copy from when I was a little girl). My favorite books to read to my boys are Monster at the End of this Book, Guess How Much I Love You, Snuggle Puppy and The Boy's Thomas collection (all the stories compiled into one big volume).

17. How tall are you?
5' 3" or 4"

18. Where is your ideal house located?
Right about here:

19. Last person you talked to?
Hubbz

20. When was the last time you were at Olive Garden?
For SIL's bday in 2005 (The Boy was just a babe). And as I told Earth Muffin after I needled her about going there for her anniversary, I am ashamed to admit that I find their commercials inexplicably appealing.

21. What are your keys on your key chain for?
Car, house, my parents' house and IL's house. I have a separate set of keys for the office.

22. What did you do last night?
Caught up on my TIVO'd shows from the weekend from hell.

23. Where is your current pain at moment?
See here.

24. Do you like mustard?
Of all kinds.

25. Do you like your mom or dad?
Very much so.

26. How long does it take you in the shower?
I'm usually a pretty quick showerer, as there are typically short people awaiting my return to do their bidding. But I have been known to escape from the drama with a long, hot shower that lasts 30 to 45 minutes.

27. What movie do you want to see right now?
Juno, Michael Clayton, Away From Her

28. Do you put lotion on your dog or cats?
Obviously you have never met my dog. She freaks out when I have to squirt a few drops of flea and tick medication on her. Lotion? Not a chance. And why would I want to? It would only turn into a messy glob of hairy goo. Ick!

29. What did you do for New Year's?
I don't even remember. I think we made ourselves a nice dinner and had some good wine. And I'm quite certain we were in bed before Midnight Chicago time (though I think we watched the ball drop in NYC). What did you expect from parents of a 3-week-old!

30. Do you think The Grudge was scary?
I don't watch scary movies. Ever.

31. Do you own a camera phone?
Yes. A hot little red Razr that I love!

32. What's the last letter of your middle name?
E (just like Earth Muffin, but I can't for the life of me think what her middle name is)

33. Who did you vote for on American Idol?
I haven't watched American Idol in years and when I did I never voted. Since our DirecTV is out the only stations we have are the local ones, so I did catch the last couple minutes of tonight's episode, though. And I have to say I'm fairly impressed with the line up. I especially liked that piano playing girl (at least the 15 seconds I saw of her performance in the recap). But how old did you all feel watching them sing songs from the years they were born! lol


5 Things

First, the rules:
1. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
2. At the end of the post, the player then tags five people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment letting them know they've been tagged and to ask them to play along and to read your blog.

What I was doing 10 years ago - 1998

1. Deciding whether I was serious enough about this guy to move to Chicago (obviously, I was)
2. Celebrating the birth of my nephew Noah
3. Starting a new job at Cramer Krasselt
4. Putting up with the worst roommates ever
5. Making new friends through Hubbz, who are some of my closest friends today

Five things on my to-do list today (It's 9:30, so I'll pull from my to do list for tomorrow)

1. Finish the presentation for my client's media tour in NY next week
2. Deliver a very late research project
3. Weekly weigh in
4. The Boy's first dentist appointment
5. Put laundry away

Snacks I enjoy (when I'm not on Weight Watchers)

1. Cheese and crackers with salami
2. Harvest Cheddar Sun Chips
3. Cookies -- of any kind (except oatmeal raisin. I prefer my oatmeal cookies without raisins)
4. Cheez-Its
5. Nuts

Things I would do if I were a billionaire

1. Pay off our new house immediately
2. Pay for my boys' college, as well as all my official and "unofficial" nieces and nephews
3. Take my entire family to Kauai
4. Donate money to Children's Memorial Hospital, Susan G. Komen Foundation, Heifer International, a fund to rebuild New Orleans and a Chicago public school
5. Buy a helicopter so I'd never have to sit in traffic again

Five of my bad habits

1. Control freak
2. I'm very bossy (though I would argue that's not such a bad habit)
3. Procrastinator
4. Let The Boy watch too much TV
5. Lazy housekeeper

Five places I have lived

1. Minier, IL
2. Towanda, IL
3. Normal, IL
4. Milwaukee, WI
5. Chicago, IL

Five jobs I've had

1. Taco maker/order taker at Taco Bell
2. Female Ed Bundy at a Naturalizer shoe store
3. Jill of all trades at my college newspaper
4. Internal communications at Caterpillar (during a strike, no less)
5. PR flack/hack

Five bloggers I tag

1. Earth Muffin
2. Earthy Birthy Mama
3. Judy
4. Brandie
5. Gray Matter Matters

Worst. Cramps. Ever.

So, for the past couple weeks I've been having these horrendous cramps randomly appear out of nowhere and knock me on my ass. I'm talking bad cramps. Like can't walk upright or carry my children bad. Like sharp things poking at my insides bad.

I mentioned them to my friend/boss/co-worker and she suggested that it was from all the fiber I have recently added to my diet. My new favorite things are this and this and Weight Watchers generally encourages high-fiber foods, because the more fiber something has, the fewer Points it tends to have, compared to other foods with similar calories and fat content.

So, I can see how fiber might be the cause, but OH MAH GAH tonight I could barely move. I had to have Hubbz bring Spike's carrier in from the car. I had to use my hands to lift my legs up when I sat in the high-boy stools at our kitchen counter and I couldn't bend in the middle any further than 90 degrees or so. I thought fiber was supposed to be good for me.

Why dost thou forsake me so, Fiber?

If this keeps up, I'll never make it up these stairs in our new house...

And if I do make it upstairs, I might have to talk the current owners into leaving their chaise lounge in the master bedroom so I have a place to agonize gracefully...

Anyone have any ideas of what else it might be? (My period was last week, so it's not PMS, for the record)

Questions in front of the TV

When did Britney get normal looking enough to guest star on How I Met Your Mother?

Can the dude who plays Ted on the aforementioned show ape John Cusack any more?

How have I not been watching Top Chef before this season?

Can Johnny Lee Miller of Eli Stone get any cuter?

What the hell is going on with the weather here that is causing my DirecTV to go in and out?

Why am I not fast forwarding through these commercials?

What's up with this Sarah Marshall movie?

Sarah Chalke does the doctor thing surprisingly well, no?

How much would it cost to have Ace of Cakes make you a cake, exactly?

New posts at Slave to Target

Wherein I show off my boys in all their Easter glory and lament a Sunday without my Target fix.

And as a bonus, I give you, my dear reader, the outtakes from the "together" shot posted on STT...

Dude, is he flipping me off?

That'll teach him...

Which one is the baby?



Are we done yet?



How he really feels about his baby brother...

Six-word memoir meme

Earth Muffin tagged me for a six-word memoir meme, wherein you are challenged to sum up your life in a mere six words. Hers was perfect, as was Maria's. I thought it would be hard for me to stick to just six words, but reading Earth Muffin's inspired me and set me off in the right direction. So, here goes:


"Not made for that small town."


That's about right.


Now I'm supposed to tag six people and I'm nothing if not a glutton for doling out punishment, so Judy, Heather, Alexis, Kailani, HappyBlogChick and Dee, you're it!

What was I thinking? A post in two parts

Part 1.

We open the story at 4 a.m. A three year old calls out for his mommy, who tries to convince him, from her bed, that it's too early and that he needs to go back to sleep. But he is adamant. He is apparently also thirsty. The mother goes to him to try the face-to-face method of persuasion and finds him flushed and warm. The ear thermometer reveals a temp of 103.1 -- on both tries. She doses him with Motrin and supplies him with a sippy cup of cold water and rather than "hang out" with him in his bed -- as per his request -- she brings him into her bed (which she had previously occupied alone as the father in story is traveling for business). As is customary when the three year old joins his parents in bed, he requests that the TV be turned on. The mother declines his request, tells him he needs to get some sleep so he'll feel better and informs him that he has a fever. "Just like Calliou," the boy says. "And Calliou's daddy." Just like Calliou, she agrees, and thinks to herself that maybe she should be denying his requests for TV more often...

Sharing the queen-sized bed, the mother and son toss and turn and generally get in each other's way, despite the extra room one might expect to have in a bed of that size, so she suggests that he go back to his own bed, where he can twirl himself up in his covers all he wants. Putting him back to bed, she feels his head and discovers the fever is all but gone.

When a more appropriate morning hour arrives, she lets him sleep in while she takes care of the baby and herself. She wakes him up a few minutes before they have to leave for school and takes his temperature once again. 98.9 Fine. She takes him into the bathroom and sits him on the potty because she thinks he might be too tired to perform his usual standing up ritual. She is ever so glad she has made that choice when she hears the unmistakable sound of soft stool hitting the bowl. There is not much there and while he's groggy, he doesn't have a fever, and his appetite and mood seem relatively normal considering he's probably still half asleep.

She decides, against the advice of that nagging voice in the back of her head, to take him to school. It could have been something he ate, after all. Right?

She spends the next several hours at the office on various conference calls and around lunch time something compels her to call the pre-school to check on him. She is afraid that if he got sick, they would try to call her at home, where she is obviously not. Whether it's mother's intuition or coincidence, she doesn't know, but the teacher tells her that her son just vomitted. She'll be right there.

And so, she brings the poor, sad-sack boy home, plies him with Pedialyte and Motrin, reads him a story, wraps him up in his favorite blankets with his dinosaur friends by his side and hopes for a nice long afternoon nap while she finishes her work (with an obvious blogging break thrown in for good measure) and she wonders "What was I thinking sending him to school in the first place?"


Part 2.

[redacted]

Hell Hath Frozen Over

After a total of 14 months and two different listings (with a 6 month break in between), we finally sold our condo! We came to an agreement with the young couple who put in an offer yesterday and we accepted it this afternoon. In 15 minutes or so, our realtor will be here with all the papers for us to sign. Thank you jeebus (and St. Joseph)!

And thus begins a whole slew of new opportunities for me to stress out. Find a house. Find a daycare/preschool. Find new doctors. Schedule movers. Pack all our shit. Buy a second car. Keep from going crazy.... You get the picture.

Oh this will suck/be so great all at the same time. The fun never ends here in the Land of the Charming & Delightful!

Cross your fingers and your toes!

We got an offer on the condo today. After our experience last summer with the dumbass-who-is-now-our-neighbor, we are understandly cautiously optimistic. But... squeeeeeeeeeeee!

Phew!

36+ hours since I arrived back home from vacation, I have finally caught up on all my blog reading! You people are some prolific writers. If I didn't comment, I apologize. My brain is still on vacation half the time and I had quite a bit of trouble coming up with something witty to say. And if I can't be Charming & Delightful, well, nI'd just as soon not be...

I'm still hoping to put together some semblance of a vacation recap for you because this vacation needs to be talked about... but it's not going to happen today. Or probably tomorrow either. And definitely not Sunday... and next week will just be crazy at work because two people on our team will be on vacation.

In other words, I don't know when I'll resurface again, but when I do you can bet it will be in a wine-induced stupor brought on by all the flurry of activity going on around here.

Cheers!

Mid-Season Replacement Post

I had big plans to post a daily recap of my vacation, but the time has just slipped away from me since we got back last night. But thanks to my friends Kailani, Heather , Amy and Law & Order, I've got just what I need for a fun and quick post.

First, thanks to Kailani for awarding me the Unconditional Friend award. Couldn't ask for a cuter button from a sweeter friend! Thanks again, Kailani!

And I would like to pass it on to Maria, MamaLee, Judy, Alexis, Earth Muffin and Earthy Birthy Mama.

Next, Heather has a much better excuse for posting memes and quizzes than I do, considering she just had a hysterectomy, but I'm snagging this from her nonetheless. I mean, seriously, why wouldn't I post something that confirms my brilliance!?

You Are a Total Brainiac

You're amazingly brilliant. Some would even say genius. You're curious, thoughtful, analytical, and confident. You take on difficult subjects because you want to... not because you have to. No field of knowledge is too complicated or intimidating for you. You've got the brains to do anything you want. It's possible you end up doing everything you want.

Are You a Brainiac?

And in a shameless plug for my dear friend Amy and her photography business (as well as the cuteness of my boys), feast your eyes on this video she produced to market her business to new moms. Spike is the first baby featured (which means he's the best, of course!) and the picture of the little boy kissing the baby's head is none other than The Boy and his baby brother! Amy has an amazing eye... the photos that are now all over my house prove it. Plus we've been friends since college, where she occasionally took on my persona to... um... do homework for a sociology class in bars before she turned 21? Yeah.... that's the ticket.... So if you live in Central Illinois, you should look her up!!

And finally, did anyone watch Law & Order on Wednesday with Lara Flynn Boyle? She used to be this stick thin, sickly looking woman, but I don't know that I would have recognized her on the show if they hadn't promoted her appearance. There was a shot of her in a bikini, so I can tell she has a killer body, but her face is all puffy and her lips are ridiculously mis-shaped. She looks more like Lauren Graham than herself... they are both beautiful women, but Lara Flynn Boyle never even looked remotely like Miss Lorelai Gilmore in Twin Peaks/dating Jack Nicholson days... Botox and plastic surgery can really do a number on a woman, can't it?

Vacation Rocks!

We interrupt this blogcast...

for a much-needed vacation. We are leaving at the crack of dawn tomorrow and I have a ton of work today, not to mention packing and cleaning the house for a showing this evening (why couldn't they wait until after the cleaning lady comes?!)

I'll be back on board next week. Probably Thursday.

Toodles.

Open Letter to Max and/or Erma

Dear Sir and/or Madam,

Perhaps it was a mistake for me chose to dine at a place that features an all-you-can-eat sundae bar and promotes 6 oz. burgers for people "with a smaller appetite" as an alternative to your normal 10 oz. monstrosity of a burger patty. And maybe I should have just gone with a salad or the fish. But when you list something as "Guilt Free" on your menu, I have a certain expectation of what that means. For instance, it doesn't mean that I could have eaten frozen, store-bought, fried taquitos for fewer Points than your "Guilt Free" black bean roll ups cost me this weekend. It also doesn't mean that my lunch should use up 55% of my total Points allowance for the day.

Now, I guess, technically, you are correct. I don't feel guilty that I ate what I ate. It was, after all, quite delicious and relatively healthful what with the black beans and corn and tomatoes in the pico de gallo sauce. But I'm thinking you could have cut back on the cheese or used whole wheat or fat free tortillas, or something to help this dish live up to the implied meaning of the phrase "Guilt Free" on a menu.

Like I said, it was my choice to eat at your establishment, and I suppose I could have done much, much worse for myself. I could have had a 21 Point chicken sandwich or a 29 Point burger. But just because something is comparatively less fattening than everything else on your menu, that doesn't give you license to go around promoting its "Guilt Free"-ness.

I have learned my lesson, Max & Erma -- if those really are your names... I am not saying that I won't dine at your establishment ever again, but I certainly won't be returning while I'm on the Weight Watchers. You obviously can't be trusted to support my weight loss efforts and I just don't need friends like that these days.

Good day!

Holy Crap I'm Busy and A Special Birthday Wish

First of all, I just have to ask anyone who visits here and doesn't already know Earth Muffin to go visit her today to wish her a Happy Mommy Day, because 8 years ago today she became the first one of my non-family friends to have a baby (in wedlock... ahem....). Happy Birthday Big M from your Auntie Jill!

But back to me... which is what this is all about after all...

I have been back to work for two weeks now and I could not be busier! Is it bad that I'm already looking forward to our vacation (which begins on Thursday)? To put things into perspective, remembering that as a freelancer I bill an hourly fee without taxes taken out, last month (when I only really worked for the last half of the month) I billed almost 15% of what I made for the entire year last year.... in two weeks!!

Which could, I suppose, explain the hives I came down with on Friday and which reappeared on Saturday. All over the bottom half of my body, with a few stragglers on my back and arms. On Friday, I thought it was the pants I wore. I had just recieved a new pair of pants I ordered from Eddie Bauer and wore them before I washed them (which I always do)... but then they (the hives) came back on Saturday when I didn't eat any of the same foods (other than Diet Coke, which I am SO NOT ALLERGIC TO, SO HELP ME GOD) or wear any of the same clothes. Plus the hives appeared on my ass and under my socks, where my pants wouldn't have touched, so who knows! They're gone now... after a bath in epsom salts and a slathering of hydrocortison cream on Friday and a second epsom salt bath and a Benedryl Saturday night... which, HOLY CRAP, have ya'll ever taken a Benedryl before? I woke up at some point Sunday morning, when I heard The Boy calling out and Hubbz clearly occupied with Spike (we were at ILs and they were both asleep after staying up half the night with Spike who has a cold that's gone into his chest, so he's a miserable little dude himself) and I wanted to get up and help Hubbz, but I couldn't. Literally. My brain was not connecting to the rest of my body to be able to tell it to make the proper movements for me to get up. I experienced, even for just a moment (before I fell back asleep) what it must be like to realize you're paralyzed. And it was Fa-reee-kee people, let me tell ya!

Anyway... I don't think having to work at a fast clip for two weeks actually caused my hives, but I don't know what else did either, so I'm looking forward to our Florida vacation this week. We leave on Thursday and come back next Wednesday, but don't tell the people I work with because they think I'm not coming back until Friday (but The Boy and I both have dr. appointments on Thursday so I'm taking that day off too).

This vacation, by the way, is going to rock! We're going on our annual visit to Florida to see my parents. We arrive on Thursday. My brother arrives on Friday, as does my favorite aunt, who is driving over from the east coast of Florida for the night (Kori -- Please reassure me that she's OK to make this trip). This will be the first time my brother and my aunt will meet Spike, so that's exciting. Plus, Hubbz and I will be heading south to Marco Island for a little "us" time for the weekend... which he is totally bummed out will include visits from friends both nights. (Horny bastard!)

Anyway, this will be a crazy week leading up to vacation, so I'll likely be as un-bloggy as I have been for the past weeks. Just know that I'm thinking of you (yeah, right) and wishing you all a Charming and Delightful week!