I've moved from singing Animaniacs to singing Lion King. I definitely live in a state of perpetual mommyhood. I did this online survey yesterday about my daytime TV viewing habits. Sadly, I realized that the only daytime TV I watch is PBS kids. Which is fine, because most of what's on during the day is garbage anyway. I was forced to watch one of those "Who's my daddy" talk shows for about five minutes while a video rewinded and I had to fight the urge to slit my wrists longways up the arm because it was just so... freakishly bad. So no, for those of you who care, I do not watch daytime TV.
I tried to post last night, but alas, Blogger wouldn't let me sign on. Which was good, because it saves me from a super long update. Long story short, Shelly called last night with an opportunity to go to Oregon that we needed a miracle to accomplish. Did I mention we REALLY want to get out there? It's been two years. I am pleased to report that in two weeks' time, we will be spending the weekend in Oregon. Plane tickets are purchased, and because of Shelly's connections, we have a place to stay AND transport, AND we're planning a short jaunt to the coast. Oh, and we have childcare for the kiddos arranged. Tasks completed in less than twelve hours, when initially, we thought there was NO WAY we could do it.
Life doesn't get any better than that.