I'm Back!

Well hello friends! I'm back from a short blog hiatus and life is as hectic as ever.

A lot has happened in two weeks:

• We made a quick trip to Ta Town to visit Nana Jana & Papa
• Spent the whole 4th of July week in Colorado visiting friends and family
• Experienced a few firsts: First time in the Mile High city during the summer, white water rafting & Estes Park
• Tried Lime-a-Rita's finally. Oh my. I have totally been missing out.
• Big Boy now has two teeth. TWO teeth!
• Got family pictures taken
• Visited the doctor/urgent care four times in two weeks. My poor baby was sick with a nasty viral infection:(. High temps of 104 are too scary for this momma to handle!

I'll update further on some of these soon. And by soon, I mean give me at least a week:).

I know what you're thinking...geez, cut me some slack, this mama is trying to catch up at work and has a busy weekend ahead. :)

This Friday, I have my 10-year high school reunion. I can't believe it's been 10 years since I left the oh-so-happening city of Wichita. I mean, why would anyone ever want to leave that place?

I'm sure my reunion will be much like the husbands was. If you remember, it was a room full of old classmates sizing each other up and reeked of judgey behavior. There will be a slight difference.

I'll be attending solo. No husband. No eye candy for my classmates. No drink cop for yours truly.

This is dangerous my friends.

I won't have anyone to cut me off or tell me I'm slurring my words. It tends to happen pretty easily these days.

Who knows? Maybe me and my dance team friends can bust out our choreographed dance to Slave by Britney Spears.

Oh, you didn't know I used to dance? Or that me and my squad had a choreographed dance to Slave?

Why yes, yes we did. And we used to bust it out at parties.

I'm not kidding. I'm totally serious.

What? A group of girls in jeans skirts and zig zag hair parts dancing in sync, but borderline slutty at a party isn't appropriate?

You're right. It's not. I can't believe our school allowed that behavior.

Good thing we'll be wearing mom jeans this time around. Just kidding, I don't wear mom jeans. Not Yet.

Let's hope I don't run into this guy. Sheesh, god help me to get through a convo with him.

If he thought I was well endowed then, his jaw will drop when he sees this still-breastfeeding mama.


Happy Thursday! Tomorrow is Friday! Hip Hip Hooray!