Worst. Blogger. Ever.

That's me. I have intentions of updating. I even have ideas for updating. But the act of logging in and updating? I just can't quite get that far, it seems.

Anyway, I will attempt to catch up. First of all, the weekend in Chicago was amazing. I spent Friday night listening to and playing music with my husband and some friends. Saturday we had a nice lunch as a family, and Saturday night I attended the Living Room Show. It's difficult for me to describe the night because there's no way to attach words to the way it felt to be there. But I can say that there was a lot of beautiful music, and I feel fortunate to have been a part of the night. A lot of people were very generous to me in regards to that weekend, so thanks to my husband, my mother-in-law, and my Chicago friends who planned the whole night.

This past weekend we went to a waterpark with my family. We all stayed in one condominium and spent the weekend eating and playing together. It was a lot of fun, and I swear our girls would have stayed in the park for all 13 hours it was open had we not dragged them out for meals and "resting." Needless to say, everyone is recovering today from a lack of sleep (and sore muscles for those of us who are so out of shape that manuevering across the lilypads is all it takes to do us in).

Tomorrow is my "baby's" third birthday. I have no gift, no cake, and no solid ideas for either. Send last-minute-clever-mom vibes, will you?

Still Feel Gone

Wait, what the--?! Wasn't I just announcing the arrival of my spring break? Yes, I was. And now it's already gone. *sigh* But it was wonderfully uneventful. I got my first run of the season in (only a three-miler to start, but it's something!), we ate two or three meals together, as a family, for much of the week. What a treat! And my girls took to sleeping until 8am during the break which gives me high hopes for our summer together!

But now I'm back to the classroom which really is okay except that I miss my girls. My two POTTY TRAINED girls. Yes. We are potty trained! (I would include a cute-yet-completely-appropriate photo of my sweetie in her birthday suit during our hardcore week of training, but every photo upload utility despises me.) So I have two little girls running around in My Little Pony, Dora, and Princess panties. A triumph!

I got some exciting news today: I've been invited to participate in a Living Room Show put on by one of my favorite performers of all time, Jeff Tweedy. It will be me and 29 other people in a living room in Illinois, making our personal requests of Mr. Tweedy and listening to him perform from just feet away. *Pinch me, please.* How does this come to be, you ask? Jeff Tweedy auctions off these living room shows at a local [Chicago] charity event to raise money for the cause in question. (As an additional endorsement of J. Tweedy and his band Wilco, last year they performed in Chicago's Millenium Park--think the bean!--and donated $75,000 from the proceeds to the Chicago Coalition For the Homeless. In fact, they regularly donate money from merchandise sales to local charities. They are good people in many ways.)

So anyway, three lucky groups of 30 people are granted living room shows. Imagine! Well, as my luck would have it, someone had to back out of their spot in the group, and I was asked to take her place. Woo! I will have to contribute my share to the charity, of course. But what an opportunity. So I'm now preoccupied with thoughts of this weekend, what song I'll request, etc. Send vibes, will you?

Hmmm, okay. I must go to bed for now. I promise--I'll try to do better keeping up.