Awards nights are my favorite. So I am snuggled up on the couch with my dog critiquing celebrity fashion and tweeting out my every thought.
I don’t know what it is like where you live, but I’m just gonna assume cold. It is unbearable here. And no end in sight. So if it is warm where you are I will be moving in until April. I’m fairly tidy and can just curl up with a book in the corner. You’ll hardly know I am there. Aw who am I kidding, I’ll talk your ear off.
Last week I tackled exciting tasks like laundry, dishes and my taxes. If you are a blogger you can relate to how God awful taxes are. I was the most organized I have ever been but it is still a brutal slog that you feel deserves a reward of chocolate or ice cream or wine or all three. But they are done. Just writing about them makes me think I probably deserve more chocolate.
We also met with an attorney to work on our will. Apparently this was the week we fully address “the only things certain in life are death and taxes.” We are just a ball of fun!!
You know what is always fun? Walking in on your son sitting on the toilet in the dark holding a light saber. I asked him what on earth he was doing. He told me, “I’m having a glow in the dark pooping party.” As if it were the most obvious thing in the world. He invited me to the party, but I declined. I freaking love that kid.
We have tomorrow off school for winter break. We were hoping to ski but I fear we would freeze to the chairlift. So “day when none of us will get out of our pajamas” it is! And maybe some more chocolate for those taxes….