I'm not old. Am I? No. I'm not. Am I? Nah. Couldn't be. Right?

I want to start this particular entry by saying that I am not poking fun or being sarcastic or anything else rude and hateful. I found the situation below humorous and I just want to share it with you.

I recently had a comment from a guy named Hayduke. He was commenting on my post "A Really Great Day" where I mention that my dd and I have a playdate. He was asking me if dd meant "designated driver". Hayduke is a high school senior. The thing is I could totally relate. If I were in his shoes I would think DD was a designated driver too. Of course, as a 30-something stay-at-home mom I meant "dear daughter". No matter how young I think I am, something like this slaps me upside the head to show me that it can't be more obvious that I'm getting older. Even the acronyms/shorthand are changing as I "mature". LOL!

A Really Great Day

Thursday was a really great day for me. It didn't start out that way, though. I barely dragged my sorry self out of bed, made bowls of cereal for my kids, then counted the minutes until the school bus would come so I could crawl back under the sheets. Then I remembered I had a playdate (for me and for my dd) with my friend Brooke. So I stepped into the shower, turned on the water, and promptly laid down on the floor of the tub and let the water run over me. (It's tricky to get just the right angle so water doesn't go up your nose.) After the shower I was a new woman.

I spent the day at Brooke's fooling around with our blogs. We are trying to figure out how to customize our templates and we're probably stealing code from YOU. Actually, so many of you have great looking blogs that we are just trying out your code to see how we can modify it. Why re-invent the wheel? I had so much fun talking and spending time with Brooke. She is one funny gal.

Anyway...the kids played well, Brooke made me lunch and served me the most delicious pear pie ever. That was truly a slice of paradise. Then it was home to meet and greet my son from school. He arrived home in a fantastic mood. To truly appreciate this you must realize that there are many days when I just want to lock him in his room and throw raw meat in for a snack--he can be that beastly. But yesterday he was in a great mood. He did his homework before dinner and did not fight with his sister. He sat and talked to me while I folded laundry. It was so nice!

Then we went to Pei Wei for dinner and the kids ate everything! They thanked us for taking them and said how much they loved it! Hello? Who are you and what have you done with my children?

Then I went to the gym with a friend and had good conversation--well, she talked, I grunted in response.

I went to bed thinking what a great life I have: a wonderful family, great friends. Who could ask for more?

In order to have a happy new year...

isn't it somewhat good to be healthy? I have celebrated today by staying in bed and running to the bathroom every ten minutes. Trust me, that's NOT too much information, it could have been much worse. Oh, sorry. THAT might have been too much info, though.

At first I was thinking hangover. Last night I mixed wine and mudslides (but not at once ) and then had a few sips of champagne. Not smart, but they all tasted so gooood and we were with great friends being silly and laughing til our sides hurt while eating great food. When I woke up I was prepared for the aftermath. However, I've come to realize this is NOT a hangover. I have no headache, I'm not dehydrated. I AM tingly, slightly feverish, and a few other symptoms that come to mind that I won't share, but the biggest clue is that nothing is going away. My whole family (except DH) has been having the first wave of this and I think it was just my time. Man do I hate being sick!

I almost starting going on and on, but I realized I'm whining and no one cares. :D

One thing I did this morning was watch movies:

• The Brothers Grimm: You know what? I like ol' Matty, but this movie was horrible. What made it even worse was that the story was interesting, but just horribly executed. Heath Ledger's part was too small and not developed. If you're bored, fine. If you're looking for a good movie, skip it.
  
• The Machinist: This was a pretty good psychological thriller. However, without trying to give too much away POSSIBLE SPOILER ALERT if you've seen Fight Club with Ed Norton and Brad Pitt, you've pretty much seen this movie. It's the same but different. Not a complete waste of time. I rated it 3 stars on Netflix. If you're in to psychological thrillers you should check out Butterfly Effect instead. Ashton Kutcher aside, that film is great! Five stars great.
  
• Urban Legends: Final Cut: One of my guiltiest of guilty pleasures is watching really poor B and D movies on TV. Today I found one such film. It was everything you'd think: everyone was alone at weird times, you couldn't figure out why they'd make so much noise running and hiding, ridiculous premise, etc. The one thing I will say is that the actual killer surprised me. It shouldn't have, but it did. Score one for the B movie.
  

If I can't get to sleep soon (I'm soooo tired, but I can't sleep because my stomach hurts so badly) I'm going to pop in my Thin Man DVDs. Man do I love Nick and Nora. Almost as much as I love the Twilight Zone.



Well to those of you up for it, Happy New Year. Let's make it the best it can be. That doesn't mean it has to be perfect (where's the fun in that?!?), but let's make it as great as we can. I wish you all much laughter.