It is Sunday night and I had to Become Bobby to get the kids to help me pick up the house..aka Thunder dome after the weekend. It wasn't pretty and I hate getting like that but the mess makes me crazy.
The highlights of the weekend:
Friday evening my wonderful in-laws brought us Zupas for dinner. Food is my love language and it was delicious.
We woke up to a beautiful blanket of snow (finally!) Saturday morning. I have such a love hate relationship with the white stuff and by love hate I mean mostly hate. My kids dragged out the snow clothes and I spent 20 minutes getting them ready to go out:
Buster did this after they went out until I went and found him some snow clothes:
yes..those are bells on my front door...Christmas is in full swing around here...haven't got the decor down yet..sue me.)
All I could find was Sammie's old pink snowsuit. I think he makes a pretty little princess though:
Saturday afternoon I went to lunch with my friends Mandee and Katie at Hagerman's. Yum. Turkey Pomodoro, tomato bisque, diet coke. I decided to forgo the sugar cookie in a moment of complete restraint and then wished I had gotten it the rest of the day.
After lunch, I headed to Nordstrom to check out a new uniform. My friend Susan called me a few days ago to tell me she found my next uni. And let me say, I do understand what this says about my wardrobe to have a friend feel compelled to call when she finds a really exquisite sweat suit. She was right. It was everything I've ever wanted in a uni and it was on sale. Hallelujah! So cute. Check it out here:
It is Zella brand. If you want to order it, go to your local Nordstrom and they can order it in your size. They only have the xl online.
Saturday evening I took my kids swimming at my gym pool with Susan and we saw my friend Kami there with her kids. It was really fun. We hit In N Out burger on the way home and it made me grateful all over again for fun friends who help me be a fun mom who does fun things cause it's a lot easier to go do fun things with a mama friend in tow.
Sunday was church at 11 and we still managed to be late. This was supposed to be my year to be on time because of the later church but no dice. Every week I feel like a hero just for getting there with everyone dressed and fed. After church, my kids came home, stripped down, cranked up the Lady Gaga on my ipad, and had a dance party. They crack me up. Yes...check out that mess...swweeeeet.
That's real life folks. And it's finally clean. I should be taking down Christmas right now. Do me a solid and don't come to my house until Valentine's..it should be down by then!
