This is called procrastination.

I shouldn't be doing this. I don't mean at all, just right now. It's 7:48pm on Friday night...the boys are in bed, the husband is ordering car parts and I'm.....blogging? Yes. What should I be doing tonight? Well, here's the laundry list...and apropos the list begins with...

1. laundry (2.5 loads down, 3.5 to go)

2. skin care/color party supplies cleaned and packed

3. goodie bags made

4. toy bag w/dvds and dvd player packed

5. diaper bag packed

6. extra clothing for the boys packed

7. swim suits packed

8. makeup packed (b/c frankly kids, we all know beauty's gonna need a little help at 4 in the morning)

9. dress clothes and choice of spicy shoes packed...hmmm...stilettos or red silk pumps???

10. FOLD ALL CLOTHES EVER OWNED BETWEEN THE 4 OF US...aka, the laundry

11. W-O-R-K O-U-T...buh-buh-buh-BOO-TAY! ughhhhhhhhhhhh :(

And last, but certainly not least...the ever important...sleep. Of course even that's a bit ruined now that I've been told I really shouldn't sleep on my stomach. WHAT?! You want me to change 29 years of perfect comfort and bliss? *sigh* more on that later.

The buzz of the washer and dryer calls...why can't anyone cute ever call? :-P