being the first post of the new year, i'll start off with some resolutions
1. hit the gym. literally, i'm angry at it and want to physically abuse its character.
2. read. a lot. of things.
3. eat. a lot less. of things.
4. increase my attention span because i'm already bored after typing three resolutions...
CAPTAIN'S LOG
My Aunt and Uncle left early this morning for a week long vacation to the beautiful island St. Martin (fun fact: it's the largest land mass completely surrounded by water in the Caribbean) which leaves me in charge of my two cousins Ian (14) and Dylan (13) until they return next Saturday. So far, "being in charge" has consisted of playing Guitar Hero World Tour for three hours, roaming around the mall (p.s. the Annapolis Mall has so many awesome shoes), driving to a swim meet, engorging myself on pizza and ice cream, and watching Billy Madison. I'm already playing the guitar on medium even though I just started playing yesterday. Yes, I am a badass. I plan to be an expert on guitar and drums by the end of the week due to the fact that while the children are at school, I will be honing my rock-star skills one repetitive song at a time. However, I will need to wait a few minutes after shredding before I attempt to drive or operate any heavy machinery because I've noticed after playing guitar hero for an extended period of time, the whole world seems to move like the TV screen in the game creating some visual confusion. Other than that, I think I can do this whole stay-at-home mom thing. Piece of cake. This house has wireless internet and HD satellite TV which includes all of the movie channels except the dirty ones (HUGE bummer) and even Nick GAS. I can watch old shows like Figure It Out and Legends of the Hidden Temple all day. Totally Awesome! One downside: one of their dogs, Phoebe, doesn't have control of her bowels. We were laying on the couch last night watching TV and she just started pooping. On the couch, on the hardwood floor, and partly on my blanket. Cleaning up dog poo is one of the few activities that makes me gag. I can handle the sight of blood maybe even deal with a video of childbirth, but the smell of doggy doo makes me want to relieve my stomach of its own fluids. Also due to Phoebe's lack of "control" we have to "pee" her a few times a day. By we I mean my cousins, and by "pee" I mean literally squeeze her bladder like a full water bottle. You get the picture.
It's been a lazy start to the week. I like it. But now, I have to go to sleep so I can wake up early to make pancakes with Dylan.
Until tomorrow...
YJ Dub-ya
I fell in love with this song/video a few days ago
and I fell in love with these shoes today at the mall
http://www.stevemadden.com/item.aspx?id=47767