I do have some random shit to say today...
My birthday is in 9 days and my anniversary is in 11. I still don't really know what I want.
I mean, I really have everything I need and there isn't that much out there that really appeals to me.
Diamond tennis bracelet!
I'm sure Dr Pop would love some gift ideas, but dang it, I'm all out!
Gift certificate to Neiman Marcus! Trip to the beach! (Oh wait, that's already happening) Something from his heart!
Just so you know, I am not some selfish woman who wants to be lavished with all kinds of material things. I truly believe that it is the thought that counts. Nothing else.
Last night, we finalized the plans for our summer vacation. Back to the beach! So that means back to Turbo Jam and lots of posting on the workout blog. I'm so excited! I'm ready to be laying out by the ocean with a cold, frozen beverage in my hand. And this year, I think my parents and Boy Pop might join us for a few days (maybe half the trip). That will be fun.
I'm probably going to take down the video of Boy Pop playing the Wii. Maybe. I don't know. He had so much fun playing it with all of us, but somehow I feel weird about putting the video out there. I can't help it, though. I know he's not there solely for my entertainment, but my kid thoroughly entertains me. Not just when he's running like a crazy person with a video controller in his hand, but All. The. Time. The way he turns legos into transformers, the way he turns Mr. Potato Heads into a puppet and puts on a puppet show, and the way he sees the world are hilarious to me.
The other day, he jumped at the cat and startled him into jumping off the table and sliding on a piece of construction paper. The conversation that happened next just kills me:
Me: Did you scare the cat?
Me: That wasn't a very nice thing to do.
BP: No, but it was funny!
I love this kid! Don't doubt it for a second.