Hmmm. Is it a coincidence that today is the day I told Coach we'd be "situating" the house and he's still asleep at 9:33? By "situating", I mean having him get rid of a bunch of his stuff...In his defense, it's his first weekend off in about 84,000 months. Not that I EVER get a day off.

Watched Knocked Up again last night and I swear it's the funniest movie I've ever seen, unless we're calling it a tie with Talladega Nights. Lots of gratuitous swearing and pedantic humor, but somehow it works. I could completely live without the birth shot, mostly because I had c-sections with the boys. Amen to breach babies and being numb from the chest down. And for being completely passed out during both deliveries, but that's a story for another day.


Checking in at 11:55 and Coach has bagged up 7 HUGE bags of clothes to donate and put them in the back of the car. He has about 4x the amount of clothes that I do, and his are CERTAINLY not from Target...Nope, Mr. Ralph Lauren when he has to dress up and Mr. UnderArmour the other 363 days of the year. He is currently mowing the lawn, which I appreciate since it's December and I'd rather be baking than mowing. Which I am. For a dinner party tonight I am making another batch of Polka Dot Cookie Bars and Pecan Chocolate Deliciosness.

For you Sasha, I post this half way...more later...