My Cheerful Eight

As requested by Nance, I present my eight reasons to be cheerful. (The first two are not going to be Earth shattering news.)



1. Lost. See previous post. Especially observe the photos. There is just something about that show that makes it hard for me to look away. I'm going to toss in here that I am also in love with Netflix. We are concerned that we've been using it so heavily lately that they are going to start slow playing us. Please don't Netflix. We'll cool off soon.



2. My new furniture. Also, see previous post. My parents were over last night and stretched out on the couch, put their feet up and played wii. The only word to describe that scene is cute.



3. Jack's belly. He's not too fond of getting it rubbed, but once you see it you cannot resist.



4. The YWCA where the girl dances has opened the fitness center to waiting parents for an insanely cheap fee. The girl dances on Tuesdays from 6:30 until 8:15. I'm so there!



5. Hot cocoa. I love it. I drink a mug everyday. I used to take it with me to work, but being around zombies ruined the taste. I have to be home in my...



6. Pajamas. Soft and comfy. That's all I want to wear. I figure we have to wear "real" clothes while we are out and about just to appreciate the PJs more when we change.



7. Weaver and her crew moved to Michigan yesterday. This is the closest they have lived in years. I can't wait to see everybody!



8. The Man's winter break. These past few weeks have been a great time, babe!

Sunburns and a new baby

Whoa! Now that's a bad title!

Last Thursday the Girl and Boy went to an Indians game with school. They were gone forever! The game ended around 3:30, but they didn't get home until after 5 PM. The hang-up involved the stupidity of bus drivers it seems. The kids must have had a good time anyway because when I asked them if the Indians won, neither of them were sure. I already knew that they did win, but it cracks me up that they were there and didn't pay attention to the game at all!

They had to sit in the bleachers and both of them came home with sunburned faces. Every kid who went did as well. We had a Girl Scout meeting that same night and you could easily spot who went to the game. The Girl has quite a bad sunburn on her nose which started peeling today much to her dismay. She has pretty much hid her face from the world as much as she could today.

Friday night I get an unexpected call from Weaver. She just wanted to calmly as anything drop the news that she had the baby on Thursday. A little early? Yep, just a bit. I'm all down with that preemie baby and NICU scene, so here's big love and happy vibes to #4. Welcome, welcome, welcome!