The one without a title

Yesterday I was feeling kind of mopey. I mean my baby is a child. And it's weird. Plus, CJ had his first ever slumber party last night.

I never understood what people said about kids growing up too fast. Now? 'Tis crystal clear.

Diva went to Glamour Mom's house for a girlie slumber party last night too. And Country Boy went to visit a friend of his in Semi-Civilization. So I had a quiet night to myself. It was kind of nice. I felt nostaligic, so I dug out a bunch of old pictures and remembered a lot of really fun times.

After that, I got my arse kicked in a couple battles over at Blog Explosion. Then I decided to watch The Wedding Planner and swoon over Matthew McConaughey for an hour and a half. And then I went to bed. It was a much needed relaxing evening.

This morning, the house was very quiet. So quiet that I slept until 9:00 this morning.

Now I'm well-rested and ready for more of TRPTWNE. I also have all the stuff for making The Phantom's boat for the Kiddie Parade. And I found a shirt for CJ. Now I just have to figure out a way to make the mask because no one out here in Podunk sells plaster cast tape. Grah!

Off to play Susie Homemaker.


Also, I finally got a list of my 100 things up, so make sure you click on it right underneath my profile info.