* I think at some point over Spring Break, the aliens came and replaced my kids with slightly upgraded versions. I don't know if it was that we all just needed a nice break from each other or if all that I have been trying to teach them finally clicked in their little brains, but work this week has been--dare I say it?--PLEASANT!
* As I got off of the plane all by myself in Seattle on Sunday, I was thinking to myself, rather morosely, how sad it was that I wasn't getting off of the plane in Rome with Colby like I was on the same day last year. Then as soon as I got home, I heard about the tragic earthquake in Italy, and now reports are coming in that deaths have risen above two hundred. I'm absolutely heartbroken for the residents of L'Aquila, and hope that they are able to pick up the pieces and recover from this disaster.
* I can't believe it, but somehow, I have managed to make it 42 days without Facebook or Twitter, and have only 3 more days to go until I can get back involved with internet society! It was kind of hilarious how every time I would meet up with a friend while I was back in Louisiana, the conversation would inevitably turn to my absence from Facebook within five minutes. I thought maybe this 46 day fast would help break my addiction, unfortunately that doesn't seem to be case as all I can think about is the joyous feeling I will get when I am logging on again for the first time. You know, so I can see who wrote on my wall. And added pictures. And got divorced or married over the past month and a half. And then log off only to log on again 10 minutes later. God. Facebook is worse than nicotine and I have a carton a day habit.
* In happier--or at least somewhat less superficial--news, Colby is scheduled to come home in less than two weeks! He's been gone since mid-March, so it hasn't been a terribly long time as compared to some of our separations, but I'm looking forward to having him back nonetheless. Particularly because I'll have someone else with whom to share the dog poo load. And that right there is what marriage is all about. That and having someone else there to get your juice when you just don't want to get up off of the couch.
* I'm going to see Britney Spears tomorrow at the Tacoma Dome! The show doesn't start until 8:00 with the Pussycat Dolls opening (Yes, I love them too. Shut your Judgey Judgerson face and loosen up my buttons, babe.) and then Britney probably coming on some time around 10. I am crazy super excited about the show, and waaaaaay less excited about waking up at 5 o'clock the next morning. But I'm bringing one of my most fun friends and I feel preeeeetty sure it's all gonna be worth it. It's Britney, Bitch!
* Sigh. It pains me to admit it, but I am firmly planted in the Team Adam Lambert camp after last night's American Idol performance. These kids are all just rank amateurs and then Adam comes on stage and blows them out of the water on a weekly basis. I was skeptical of him during auditions, reached my pinnacle of Adam-hate on country night with that nightmare inducing version of Ring of Fire, and last night's Mad World literally brought tears to my eyes. I still think he's better suited to a Broadway stage than the pop world, but DAMN, that boy can sing.
* Yesterday, I ran for 20 minutes straight, then after a 2 minute walking break I made it another 10 minutes of running without dying in the middle of the street. I only started running regularly again last Sunday and then took an extended break (Thursday through Monday), so I am super pumped with the progress I've already made. It's never been this easy for me to get back into the swing of running after many months away from it, and I'm riding the endorphin wave so high that I am actually considering training for a half marathon this summer. (Insert laugh track here.)