Preschool Program

Mary Grace had a great turn out for her preschool program tonight. Two grandpas and two grandmas were in attendance. She was SO excited, and so proud of her little self. One of the girls from the other preschool class fell off of the risers during their program, but otherwise the show was a great success. Afterwards, we skipped out on the cookies and punch to go out for dinner with my mom and dad and BJ's mom and dad, and thank goodness we did. The restaurant took forever. We didn't get home until quarter of ten, and the kids were beat. MG fell asleep right away, but Claire really dawdled. Finally I got fed up with her picking her nose, kicking the wall, drumming her fingers, etc. and came in my room. After I left, she fell asleep rather quickly. Maybe it was my fault she couldn't rest.

I'll post pictures (possibly video, depending on how long it takes BJ to get it transferred) as soon as I can. Right now, though, it's after midnight and I'm still sick so I need to go to bed.

Really, the only reason I'm posting at all tonight is because Facebook is down for maintenance and I can't play Mafia Wars. I think I know who is getting my next nasty letter! Stupid Facebook. How dare they get me addicted to their game and then have to do maintenance!? And seriously, someone I haven't seen in 15 years may have posted an interesting status update. What am I supposed to do without FB for an evening?

I think I may have a problem.

I was interviewed for the New York Times today. (See how nonchalantly I said that? That's how you know I'm famous). For the beauty section of the NYT, actually. The only section I'm less likely to be in? Sports. A reporter saw my (unpopular) post about sunscreen and decided to call me. She wanted to know why I chose a high SPF moisturizer for myself and a high SPF sunscreen for the kids.

I don't know if I'll actually make it into her article, but it's an honor just to be nominated. I took a bunch of Sudafed before the interview, so I wouldn't hack and cough in her ear, and I honestly don't think I strung together an entire coherant sentence during the 20 minutes we spoke on the phone... That's why I feel like I can tell you all about it now - because my chances of actually appearing in the NYT, after that pseudoephidrine-induced-babble-fest are between slim and none. I am fairly certain that I said, and I quote, "Well, I still get carded when I buy booze, so I must be doing something right."

That's right, I finally make it into a major national newspaper, and I sound like a lush. What's funny is that I've bought booze exactly twice in 2009 - once when I went out for dinner with Dad a few weeks ago, and the other night before the movie party. But that quote makes it seem like I'm at the liquor store all the time, right?

I think I also said, "Please don't make me sound stupid."

Yeah, there's no freaking way I'm going to get into the Times. Oh well.

Speaking of incoherant, I think it's past my bedtime. I'm just going to check FB one more time...