DARN YOU, ANGELEYES! Last night was a win. I had friends over, wore Real Clothing, drank sangria from breakable glasses… …and danced like the key to ending world hunger lay on my [flailing] shoulders [and arms]. Our good friends at Ubisoft sent me a copy of ABBA You Can Dance for the Wii, (available on Amazon) and generously gifted me a [pivotal] mirrored disco ball with lights. Turns out, all my daughters’ playroom needs to become a Studio 54-esque dance {Read More}
The New Normal- Christmas Edition.
Christmassed out. I don’t think 25 year-old Keely would recognize 31 year-old Keely, nor her way of celebrating the holiday season. Nor what she considers totally par for the course. Mid-twenties Keel would don her best grey leather boots and mod minidress for a round of Christmas shindigs that featured precariously balanced martinis/vodka tonics, extra lime. Early-thirties me considers it a night well-spent if she gets an after-dinner dance with both of her girls (and maybe even her husband) to {Read More}
Dragging Kids About Town.
The past few days have been great. Unless you ask my children. Then, the time has been rotten. For starters, we rocked Nora’s world with the trifecta of terror: Santa, first haircut, and meeting new people. We thought she’d dig seeing Santa, seeing as how she’s been obsessed with all of the classic Christmas movies and telling everyone how KIND she’s been. (Saturday morning she excitedly told me that Santa would even give her a treat because she’s been so KIND.) {Read More}
I Still Want A Hula Hoop.
Last year’s questionable meet-up We’ve really been pushing The Christmas. Mostly for myself. It’s kind of hard to be in the spirit of things when really (reallyreallyreally) tired, but the [advent] calendar waits for no man! So we’ve been rocking the Sirius XM holiday station. Expected side effect: I remember how much I adore renditions of ‘O Holy Night’ (except for Jewel’s- blechity blech) and any incarnation of Canon in D. Especially if a children’s choir is singing in the background. {Read More}
A Smattering Of Cousins…
…Including piano time, Suzy snuggling, and a captive audience for Mary Poppins.
Nora Just Learned ALL The Words To ‘Jingle Bells.’
Cousins are for hugging. Well, it’s officially the Christmas Season. It was rung in by the Official 7.5 Hour Gridlock Post-Thanksgiving Trans-Indiana Commute Day (Observed). Thankfully, Peej and I have been blessed by some pretty rockin’ travel companions. I think you’ll recognize the archetypes: One likes to read the entire time, occasionally stopping to inquire about snacks. Seated next to her is that one person who always dozes off for entire states, waking momentarily to announce that they’ll drive the {Read More}
I Am Also Thankful For Pie.
I am thankful for so many things this year. My family (and their health.) My friends (and their continued awesomeness- and, uh, health.) Bean and Ender- even though they continue to wake us up at ungodly hours to let us know their kitty bowls are half-full. The fact that I get to write every day…and have people sometimes want to see it. I am excruciatingly thankful for the crazy-easy six hour drive we took yesterday with the girls. But mostly? {Read More}