1. Between our eight neighbors 28 emails were exchanged this morning to “plan” a joint viewing of the Auburn and Alabama games this weekend. That is, if planning involves the messages like this one:
“Okay, maybe Brian and I can be convinced to watch at the Perry’s, with the following concessions: we’ll watch outside in the gazebo without any Bama interference. It might be a little chilly, so have a little firepit going or space heater-thingy. Oh, and please bring adult beverages and snacks every ten minutes on the minute.” (Brent)
And this one:
“Don’t mind providing nourishment at all. You’ll need it since you’ll be in charge of all the kids from 5:30-11:00. Thanks.” (Joel)
2. I’m realizing now that mentioning those emails might have been a fatal error. My neighbors read my blog. What if they bring their obnoxious email skills to my comments section? (ducking…)
3. Somebody has an entire day stretching before her tomorrow without children. Whatever will she do? And why is she referring to herself in third person status-update speak?
4. My sister is celebrating a birthday today!!! Since she’s over 30 now I think it’s probably inappropriate for me to share how old she is. But she’s older than 30 and younger than 32. Oh, and most importantly, older than me. Then again, she’s nicer than me too. Must come from all that aged experience.
5. B-Ro’s latest (incessant) phrases: hold youuuuu. have it. where Sarah/Mommy/Daddy/Gail? I poop! And my personal favorite: I DID IT!!!
6. Did anybody else see that The Pioneer Woman Cooks reached number one on the bestseller list? And can someone please explain to me why I felt an intense surge of pride when I read that? As if reading her blog makes us friends or something? (we totally are.) I’m so weird. Please tell me I’m not alone in this.
7. And speaking of…Christi and I are heading to Nashville next month for her book signing there. I keep forgetting to mention this to my mom. So, HEY MOM…do you want to meet us there? It’s on December 8th. A Tuesday. Check your calendar. Oh, and hug my boy.
8. I have to clarify two funny things brought up in recent blog posts/comments: A) I did not ask Sarah’s birthday guests to wear pink, green, or brown to her party (and I didn’t even realize that someone had asked that in the comments section -Hi Angie! - until my friend Margaret Day mentioned it to me last week. And I went back to check the pictures…and it totally looks like I did!) Those who know me in person probably realize that while I may be that neurotic I’m certainly not that well-planned or coordinated. But I kind of wish I was! B) And this is the biggie – my remark in my last post about saving our money and having another baby instead of spending the $32ish dollars on the train ride should in no way be construed to mean I want/we’re having/grandparents should raise false hope for another Cobb kid. Gee whiz, these two are enough.
9. Did I just jinx myself?
10. Happy Tuesday!!!
I always puff up with pride when I see your photog work . . you know, since we’re close and all!
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