Modern Family

I just discovered this show on ABC. It's a keeper! Anybody out there a fan? Cougar Town is funny too. I'm trying to drag myself away from the reality tv cable show junkie that I've become in recent months and see what the sitcoms are talking about these days. Not bad.

Withdrawal

Our Thanksgiving getaway was postively wonderful. Hubby and I enjoyed 4 days of snot-free, whine-free, interrupted sleep-free bliss. Of course I missed the heck out of the crew by Day 2, but that's the way love goes, right? Still, that "80-minute Cherry Harvest Festival sour cherry wrap with herbally infused mud followed with moisturizing cherry plum body soufflé," was worth every.single.moment away. Heavenly!

Rainy Day

The perfect rainy day schedule:

9am - wake up. watch cartoons.

10am - eat pancakes, eggs and sausage for breakfast.

11am - do Kindergarten homework. Read stories.

12pm - check email. do "workouts" led by a hyper-energetic 5 year-old.

1pm - eat indoor picnic lunch on the new bedroom carpet. [shhh...don't tell dad]

2pm - run outside to ride bikes and burn off some energy while there's a break in the rain.

2:30pm - dry everyone off after getting soaked.

3pm - have a dance party to Toddler Tunes and Kidz Choice channels on TV.

5pm - enjoy pasta dinner.

6pm - Movie Night Part I: Kids Turn

9pm - Movie Night Part II: Mom's Turn

11pm - sleep.

ROTFLMAO

Don't underestimate the value of bonafide girl-time. On Friday the MamaLaw gals and another close friend spent the night at a hotel where we broadcast our first episode of our web show, hit the town for drinks and heart-to-heart convo, and laughed ALL NIGHT. Do you hear me? We laughed and laughed and laughed until 4:30am. I swear I was crying and my throat hurt from cracking up. Good times. I still can't help but smile when I think about us laughing. That has got to be good for the soul.

Doin' It Big In Texas

Day 1 of our fabulous Dallas bloggerazzi trip is nearing an end. After a long but fun day of seeing how the other half lives, I am finally in bed, wiped. We spent all day doing a photo shoot and video shoot for the American Heart Association's Go Red for Women's latest campaign. It was a total gas having our hair and makeup done and going through multiple wardrobe changes and having a stylist primp and fuss over us for hours. The AHA staff was absolutely wonderful, as was our comedian of a photographer, Paul Schiefer. To end the day we all enjoyed a delicious dinner at Cibus. And I am beat. I can understand why Beyonce always needs to vacation in St. Tropez - this lifestyle is postively exhausting.

Back In The Game

We're baaaack! Spring break in Florida was big fun, if not completely hectic. We started out visiting some friends in Jacksonville and then driving down to Miami to spend the week with all the grandparents. And I mean all. Hubby's parents, my mom and her boyfriend, and my dad and his wife. Just imagine the jam-packed days we had trying to let everyone get their fill of the kids. We did manage to hit the beach a couple times, go swimming in the pool, go fishing, visit Jungle Island and baptize L'il Buddy though. I even squeezed in a job interview. It was was great, but I'm envisioning my next vacation being just us, at an all-inclusive resort on a secluded island, without another family member in sight. I love them though. Really, I do.

Sunday Evening

Rarely is there a weekend where I don't do anything. But since this weekend I was fighting strep throat, I decided to take it super easy and not do much of anything. Yesterday my big show of productivity was going to Target to buy soccer gear for Chatterbox. Today I made it a priority to get my behind to DSW to use my 30% coupon before it expired. Like I said, priorities. Other than that, I was a bum. I cleaned up around the house, framed some photos that have been hanging around for months, played Bratz dolls while getting my hair "styled", and caught up on US of Tara episodes. It has been lovely. Granted, the groceries for the week have not been done; the girls' hair has not been done; and I didn't cook a meal since Thursday. But it's all good. And I'm surprisingly not stressed about it. Who says people can't change?