-Finishing up class mom jobs. Specifically the JAMBOREE. (Please don't ask me to be class mom next year. I have trouble saying no. But... I really really really would like to NOT be class mom. But I'm afraid someone will specifically ask me and then there I will be... class mom.)
-Nick's business trips... possibly 3 of them (remember... in 2.5 weeks).
-Evening out with the Madison Patch Moms Council.
-A night out to see a friend's band play (in Parsippany on Friday. Wanna go?)
-Dinner out with my sister-in-law, Andrea.
-A few more times to t-ball and soccer.
-A Saturday walk for the Valerie Fund. (I'm walking with Gwen's Gang and would be thrilled if you wanted to sponsor us!)
-My new "gig" chatting about The Talk on CBS. Specifically.... I watch The Talk on CBS at 2pm on Thursday and invite you all to come chat with me. It's fun (and this Thursday Betty White is a guest).
-Getting invitations out for 3 different birthday parties. The invitations are in all different stages of invite. (some are waiting for RSVP, some are waiting to be mailed, some don't actually exist yet.)
-Zoe's dance recital.
AND
-Finish up the 2.5 weeks by attending my 20th High School Reunion. Let me tell you... after finishing up the next 2 weeks... someone will be enjoying the bar at the reunion. (Sally... it's REALLY good we're booking a room and enjoying an evening out without kids!)
I am sure there are a few other odds and ends in there (like... there must be an end of year picnic for Ana's class... but I don't have it down on the calendar yet). Let's just all say my calendar is crazy and slightly out of control for a little while. It's causing me to stress. Verging on anxiety. Wine glass in hand.
I was just REALLY looking at my crazy calendar and then made a big mistake. I started counting days. Specifically, school days.
Zoe has 13 school days left as a kindergartner... and Ana has 13 school days left in toddlers.
AND THEN my sister-in-law Erica posts this video on Facebook...
My babies are going to be in 1st grade and Preschool.
It's going too fast. TOO FAST I SAY!
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Let's belly up to the bar on the 18th! We can just stagger back to our room! Just no puking in the planters... : P
Hypothetically.... I would like to say I did not puke in a planter at any time (especially 10 years ago at some other reunion). There MAY have been puking in a bathroom or 2. And a certain fiance might have been called to come pick me up.
Also hypothetically, I believe I do know who did puke in a planter. But I will not share his hypothetical name here.
Or... maybe I'm wrong. (Tell me I didn't puke in a planter please.)
Regardless.... I blame a number of people who I recall doing shots at an open bar. (Perhaps the non-open bar this time will save us all.)
Oh my.
Ok, actually, I think it was a garbage can. On the way out. After the fiance came to do the picking up. Sorry. I'm also sorry I missed seeing you do shots! : )
I believe that involved Steph and Aaron. I could be wrong.
Aaron S? If so, I got to see him puke in the bushes outside. And I didn't know he could get so pale!
Exactly!
Darius singing this song always makes me cry!
I hadn't heard it until my sister-in-law posted it on Facebook. She warned to prepare with tissues.
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