Don't try this at home, folks!

It all started innocently enough. I've had a lingering back ache for a few weeks and thought a nice bubble bath might help. I don't use the jets in the tub normally because I kinda forget they're there. I was deprived as a child. We didn't have jets. We had a hot tub that we crammed with 47 kids from my youth group in 1983, but no jets in the tub. That was for rich people like Krystle Carrington and Morgan Fairchild.

Soooo...I thought the jets might soothe my aching lumbar region. And ya gotta have bubbles. duh. It started like this:


It's foamy...spumescent, if you will. Than I turned on the jets.

OK. Don't panic.

Um. OK. Panic.

I did get in. I did get bubbles up my nose. But it was worth it. It reminded me of the Brady Bunch episode when the washer overflowed. Remember? That was good TV. So was Knots Landing. I spent the better part of the 80's trying to do my eye shadow like Donna Mills.

She's in the double digits!

Chelsey's birthday is today

American Girl Doll we have to pay

Ten, she is, and growing fast

On this day we had a blast!

Happy Birthday, Chels! I love you!!!

What the...?

Apparently, Barbie and Prince Derek need more supervision...

I think it's naked Hot Tub Night at Derek's. We're gonna get her the Barbie Margarita Machine for Christmas. (high pitched) ooo-it! ooo-it!

It's my foxy DH's B-day

This is my DH. In the late 80's. Isn't he, like, a tripendicular babe? I mean really. This is the only pic I have at the moment. He will not be happy, being the photo dude that he is, but it truly is one of my favorite pictures of him. I think the black office chair backgound really brings out his bad boy smirk.

His birthday was yesterday, but we're celebrating tonight. Date Night. I really dig Date Night. See? I capitalized both words. That's how much I want to have Date Night's children. Fortunately, we have an awesome babysitter,(Thank you, Smashlie) so we get to have Date Night often. Tonight we're going to a strip club. I'm kidding. I'm off tonight. And stop saying night.

So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, baby! You. Rock. My. World,

Chelsey

This is Chelsey. She came rushing in to have me take a picture of her with a third eye. "MOM! You have to put this on the blog!" Here it is...I always do as I'm told, you see.

Halloween 2007

We were a fairy, Kaya, SWAT and an 80's rock star. We missed Philip, but he had fun eating out with Nanny and Papa in Dallas and handing out candy. I am ashamed of how much candy a group like this can accumulate. Yikes! Make the bad candy go away!