This is why the terrorists hate us...

Levi Johnston is running for mayor of Wasilla, Alaska. Actually, he and a partner are pitching a reality dating show where Levi will simultaneously court some (I am sure) lovely and charming potential mates, run for mayor and serve as Bristol Palin's baby daddy.

If we just sort of ignore the obvious illegality of someone being paid to run for office, and the unethical practice of launching a sham campaign... is this not the best story ever?

New Houses

Good morning, peeps!

I just had a vision of like 1,000 little pink and yellow sugar bunnies lined up together on the floor...you know, peeps. I am fairly certain that everyone in America has had at least on peep overdose in their lives (where you eat so many that you get sick).

Anyway...to discuss things other than Easter candy...

A couple of posts ago, I mentioned moving, which led to a couple of questions via email and instant message. We don't have any imminent plans to move, but I think we are going to probably look into it maybe next spring. While we can certainly manage in our current place, it would be ideal if we had a little more space, and maybe a dedicated play room for the girls (read: a place to pile all of their toys, of which they already have tons, despite not really being able to do anything other than waves their arms and legs around a lot).

There are a couple of problems with this:
1) Moving is a pain in the ass. Period.
2) I am emotionally quite attached to our current condo for reasons that I spelled out here. And here.
3) Anything bigger in the same area is going to cost a boatload of money. And not a small boat. A really, really big boat.

So, I am far from committed to this, but I think we have to start looking around to figure out what we want to do. We could certainly stay where we are, and if we can't find something in the immediate area, there are other parts of the city that might be fractionally cheaper (the South End...Jenny's Hood...would be acceptable and possibly just a tad less outrageous).

And there is always the prospect of moving out of the city (or, I could just stab myself through the temple with a letter opener...)

So, that is kinda the whole story...probably need more space, not sure whether that is financially feasible, and I don't love the idea of moving anyway...

And...um...have a great weekend!

JT ain't got nothing on me

Ladies and Gentlemen, I would like the record to show that, after almost four months of fits and starts and not feeling totally myself...

I am pretty sure that I have all of my sexy back:-)

Pretty happy about that.

Happy Friday

I have absolutely nothing of note to say today...but I have some time and felt like blogging:-) Judging by the broad silence, I am assuming that most of you think that I am, in fact, crazy for going back to work in September. Or, just a bad mother for not staying home with the girls. But I certainly appreciate those of you that told me I am not nuts...even if you are just being nice:-)

Or, maybe everyone just stopped reading because I wrote like four posts in five months:-P That is also a possibility...

Would it help sway you if I told you that I get an office when I go back? To be honest, I will sorta miss my cube, which was nicely tucked in the corner over by the window to keep me out of the traffic flow in the office and afforded me a wonderful view of the harbor. But having my own office makes me feel special, and I will get to decorate it, too. And while I don't have water views any more, I do have a view of the city out through the Bay Back towards Brookline and Newton. So, it's not all bad:-)

Anyway, that is all I have for you...a brief note that they are cleaning out my new office and moving some new furniture in for me (a special desk that sits low enough that I can use it and still have my feet reach the floor maybe:-)?)

Have a great weekend, everyone!

In case you didn't know, I am completely crazy

We have all established that I am, indeed, kinda nuts. If we skip over the parts about running away from home and adopting a 10 year old, we can focus more recently on my thinking that it was a good idea to plow through the first year of business school while pregnant with and then eventually delivering twins. Throw in a couple of months of bed rest and you have a wonderfully easy time period.

So now, with the second year approaching (which, for the uninitiated, is MUCH easier) you would probably think that this girl is looking forward to a little more relaxing schedule that doesn't run her completely ragged. You know...half days of school work combined with half days of hanging with the girls, with a healthy dose of Daughter #1 mixed in as well.

You, of course, would be wrong about that...

I'm going back to work in September. Probably two days a week (maybe not quite full days, TBD).

I know, I know, it's probably not my best idea ever...and I will curse myself for it on a whole bunch of occasions (so you have that to look forward to!) but I really can't stand the idea of being out of the work force for an entire year more.

It is hard to justify financially as well. By the simple measure of making the monthly budget add up, we could probably put the girls in day care five days a week and still be fine, even without any salary from me (and they wouldn't need nearly that much time in day care). So in that sense, I don't really need to work, but it is still leaving a whole lot of money on the table by not working at all. We certainly have a lot of good things we can do with the extra income (like...I think we may move next year, but don't mention it because I will cry.)

And mostly, I just want to get back to it. I like working, I like my job and I like to think of it as a career. I feel like I am a little bit on the sidelines and want to get back into it sooner rather than later.

So, unless I get talked out of it...starting after Labor Day, things will look like this:
Monday: AM at school all day, girls in day care
Tuesday: AM at work all day, girls in day care
Wednesday: AM at home with the girls
Thursday: AM at school all day, girls at home with Grandma
Friday: AM at work all day, girls in day care