Yes! I've been a bad blogger!!!! I couldn't help it! After vacation I got slammed by "life spackle" (otherwise known as all that stuff you gotta do just to be able to sleep in or go to the beach once in a blue moon).
I did find out a few things this week: that even a birthday party that's delinquent by a month seems to require quite a few phone calls, that you're supposed to plan a bat mitzvah IN ADVANCE (!), that being a year and a half officially divorced does NOT mean an end in sight to hassles and phone calls with lawyers. Be careful out there people!
Meanwhile my kids are convinced that my car has a terminal illness. Just because within three days the battery died and the tire went flat and it started making a "Whoop! Whooop! Whoop!" noise every time I step on the brakes is no reason to think it can't last ANOTHER 117,000 miles, is it? Which led to my next discovery: while I can't really claim to have made too very many wise choices in the past where men are concerned, it turns out that the RIGHT man can be WAY better than Triple A!
Our vacation was wonderful and had everything and here are the pictures to prove it! A brand new nephew
Plenty of snow
And of course, cross dressing. Let me just say that cross dressing children are much, much cuter than transvestite karaoke, which we (that would be my brother and me, not my kids and me) went to see on vacation a few years back. I do have to say, though, if you lack candidates for cross dressing, time spent watching transvestite karaoke is never wasted.
Last but not least, no vacation would be complete without theater
Happy New Year everyone!