Sunday Time Together

Sunday is my favorite day of the week. We are so busy during the week with both of us working. Neither me or Adam work on Sundays. We can just relax and be a family together on this day. It was a fun day. I love my boys. I'm thankful for my Sundays.

Note: Don't worry about all the overgrown weeds in the back of the picture. I think I just mentioned that we are busy people. Fall/winter is coming so they will die soon, anyway.

Master Baker He Is

Gage can finally call our dog by its name. He use to call him Pup and now he calls him BooBoo. His name is actually Bruschi(pronounced Brew-ski). Yes, Bruschi is named after a Patriots football player. What can I say? We are obsessed. Gage now runs around saying "BooBoo Sit" and "BooBoo 'Mon(which is actually come on)". It is so cute how much Gage loves his puppy and that he finally knows his name.

So to celebrate his new word. Gage decided he wanted to bake cookies. Not just any kind of cookies, mind you. He wanted to bake puppy themed cookies. I sat him in his highchair and away he went making his cookies.

Here he is mixing his ingredients:

Here is cutting his puppy shapes:

Here is the finished result:

Let me tell you Gage is an excellent baker. Those cookies were DELICIOUS! They were so good that even Bruschi the pup had to get in on the action. BooBoo decided to eat the mixing spoon!




Yesterday was a fun day. I love when Gage makes me awesomely delicious treats.

Backwards Compliment

Its always really nice when someone pays you a compliment. I'm sure that is something we all need and don't get much of. Atleast...I don't get that many. However, I think there is something worse than receiving no compliments at all. I think the worst is getting a backwards compliment. You know something like, "Those shoes are cute! They are a lot cuter than the ones you usually wear!". Those kind of compliments leave you standing there absolutely speechless. You are left wondering if you were just complimented or insulted.

I was given a backwards compliment at work last weekend. I've gotten to know a coworkers daughter pretty well since we started working there. Me and The Mom started on the same day almost 2 years ago. The daughter told her mom not to tell me what she said. I kind of wished she didn't tell me now because I am left wondering. She said:

"Most people get uglier over the years but Meg is the opposite she got prettier."

So all I could think of in my head was WTF? I couldn't decide if she was saying I was ugly(or atleast not that attractive)or if I was pretty and instead of getting ugly I got even more pretty. I like the latter better but why would she not want her mom to tell me? I don't think it would be embarrassing for her because people like hearing other people compliment them. That leads me to believe it was a backwards compliment and that just sucks.

By the way, I am not fishing for compliments. To be quite honest with you all I happen to think I'm smokin' hot.

Park Dilemma

The big kid in me loves going to the park with Gage. We slide together, climb together, run and swing together. We have a lot of fun with it just being me and him there. We usually go to a park where there is never anyone there. Its a really good park. I don't know why people don't go but that is fine with me. Then I start feeling bad because Gage loves interacting with other kiddos and he needs to do that.

So, on occassion I will take Gage to the more crowded park that is just down the road. Gage has a shy side just like his mama. When we first get to the more crowded park he sticks by me and wants to me slide, run, and swing. Not a problem except I feel like I'm being stared at by all the other parents who aren't exactly playing with their kid(s). They all kind of stand back and watch their kid(s) play. There is nothing wrong with that but Gage is a little shy so I'm usually playing with him instead of standing around.

Finally, the little man warms up to the other kids at the park and starts to play with them. Now I don't know what is worse everyone watching my fatt butt go down a slide or standing there awkwardly with nothing to do and no one to talk with. I was always told the best place to meet other moms is at the park. That would be awesome because I lack friends here in the Ocean State but I found out really quick that its just not that easy. Most moms go to the park with other moms for a playdate aka moms social hour. Unless I'm actually invited into the convo then I'm not just going to butt in. There are a few moms who are there by themselves with their kid(s). I think I lack basic social skills because it feels so strained but its something we all feel obligated to do. Thankfully, those conversations never last long because kids aren't able to play in one spot for long. Of course, then I'm left standing awkwardly in a new spot.

I feel like I can't win when it comes to playing at a park.

Catch Up

I have been slacking on a part of my blogging. I realized that it might make me look like a...well a female dog. So here is all my Thank Yous:

Katie Says awarded me with an "I love your blog" award.



And the rules are:
1. The winner can put the logo on her blog.
2. Link the person you received the award from.
3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs.
4. Put links of those blogs on yours.
5. Leave a message on the girls’ blogs you have nominated.

Here are my 7:
1. Elise's Happenings&Wonderings
2. Wandering Dc
3. Glam Life Housewife
4. A Bright Future
5. I Need A Martini...Now!
6. The Pink Potpourri
7. Casa Maria

I love all of those blogs. So, visit those blogs and love them, too.

Awhile back I wrote an entry for a martini contest that Mollywas doing. Well, I won a prize! I won a little martini shaker! Its pretty kick ass. I had plan to write a whole post about it of me making drinks but I haven't had a chance to use it yet! So, I thought that I should mention I won and Molly kicks some serious butt.

&I am also honored to have become an honorary geek thanks to you Bad Ass Geek.



THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR EVERYTHING!

True Mom Confessions

True Mom Confessions

1.Most of the time I dread going to work but there are some days that I cannot wait until 4:45 to come so I can dash out the door for 4 hours. I love Gage with all my heart but some days he can just give me the biggest headache ever.

2.I pretty much take a nap everyday when Gage does. After I wake up I feel like a horrible SAHM because I know I should have been doing something a little more productive then sleeping. I must say that I am a little cranky without naps especially on days that I have to go to work.

3.I totally lied when I said I loved everything about Gage. I do not love his stinky poops. I love his cute little diaper bottom but I really can't wait until he can wipe his own tush. I have a long way to go.

4.I really really hate when Gage sleeps with me and Adam. Adam doesn't seem to mind. I can't sleep at all when he is in bed with us. I'm worrying about Adam rolling on him or him rolling off the bed. I'm usually also being kicked in the face by tiny toes and all the covers somehow end up only on them two.

5.I use Gage as an excuse if I don't want to do something. Work? Sorry, Gage is sick. Friends? Sorry, Gage is teething. Family outings? Gage NEEdS to take his nap. Its pretty bad and its all going to end one day when he knows whats up.

6.I'm going to miss when Gage isn't my baby. I don't want him to grow up because I don't think I will get to have anymore children.

7.I really don't mind watching the cartoons in the morning with Gage. I love Handy Manny, My Friends Tigger&Pooh, Sesame Street, Yo Gabba Gabba, Doodlepops, etc. I think I am just as entertained as he is.

8.Sometimes I get sad when I'm at work because I'm jealous that Adam is with Gage and I might miss something new.

9.Gage gives me an excuse to go shopping. I'm a shopaholic. When I feel the need to go shopping I can just buy something for Gage and I won't even feel guilty about it. Hey, Gage needs it(ok, he doesn't usually).

10.Sometimes I wish Gage was installed with a mute button. I know that sounds horrible but sometimes I just can't take all the whining.

Neti Pot Fun

Have you guys used or heard of the Neti Pot? The Neti Pot washes out your sinuses. It looks like a tiny tea pot and it pours salt water through your nose.I saw this on an episode of Oprah and I knew I had to try one. We had ladies night on Saturday so we went ahead and tested it out. The ladies wouldn't let me take pictures because you look absolutely ridiculous doing it. Here is what I'm talking about if you didn't click the link above.


I didn't like the Neti Pot at all. I felt like I was drowning. The water was in the back of my throat and I kept forgetting to breathe. I can't even tell you if it worked because I'm so retarded at Neti Pot I couldn't even get a drip going.

Even though I wasn't successful, Neti Pot did provide tons&tons of laughter. That alone is enough to make&watch everyone use one.

Sorry

Excuse the mess.

I finally figured out the 3 column layout thanks to MissusBountyBasket but I have no time to make it all pretty right now.

Help Much?

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That was me smashing my head against the keyboard.

Why?

I want a 3 column layout for my blog. I have searched around on the web and found a few things. When I actually go to do the things I've found to make a 3 column layout I get error messages.

WTF?

Seriously, someone help me.

I Need Eye Candy

Football season is about to begin. It is almost time for chili and warm sweaters. I'm a little sad because I love baseball(and summer!). I don't want to see it end. Granted, I don't think baseball season ACTUALLY ends until maybe October. In this house though it pretty much ends as soon as football season starts. We still occasionally catch a baseball game if the Red Sox are still doing good at this point. However,I feel like the remote is ripped away from me and every day/night there is a game because that is what I'm going to be watching. Don't get me wrong I LOVE football. I can actually really get into any sport at all just don't ask me play them. I can't play sports but I sure love to watch them.

I think my problem with football is there is not enough eye candy for me. No, I'm serious. I need something pretty to look at or I can't thoroughly enjoy the sport.
I know that they walk around in their tight little pants and what not but there is not a single player that I love to just stare at. In baseball I love to stare at Jacoby Ellsbury. I could stare at him all day long. He is a hottie. In this house we don't even watch baseball games unless the Red Sox are playing so it works out for me seeing as Jacoby Ellsbury plays for the Red Sox.



Now that football season is approaching I know that my Ellsbury days are limited and I will be left with nothing but sweaty football players. Most people probably wouldn't find this to be a problem. They could just look at their TV screen when a game is on and be like "oh, he is cute!". I can't do that. It has to be a player on the New England Patriots or I will be deemed a traitor in this house. That is just how the rules go when you live in a New England state. I never knew this being a Southerner and all. I learned fast.

I know I can jump on the whole Tom Brady bandwagon but, really, I think its a little over done. He is a hottie but he knows it. That is what bugs me. I don't want my eye candy football man to be cocky. Plus, a million other fans think he is a hottie. It just doesn't work for me. Ok, ok. I know a lot of women love Ellsbury but I think I was his first fan. I'm going to keep telling myself that, too. So, hush.



Anyway, my mission before football season starts is to find a Patriots player that is good looking and I can lust over for the rest of the year and then some. If you know of any, please, hook a sista up.

The Year I Was Born

In the year I was born all of these things happened;

• The space shuttle,Challenger, disintergrates after launch.
• The 58th Academy Awards are held in Los Angeles, California with Out Of Africa winning Best Picture.
• Roger Clemens set the record for the most strikeouts in a nine inning MLB game, striking out 20 batters.
• Donna Reed died in this year.
• "Walk Like An Egyptian" by the Bangles was a hit song.
• The woman’s work suit was one of the most significant pieces of designer clothing during this time. Shoulder Pads all the way.
• The president was Ronald Reagan.

What everything cost;

• Bread: $0.56/loaf
• Milk: $1.92/gal
• Eggs: $1.21/doz
• Gas: $0.76/gal
• Stamp: $0.22/ea

I think telling you the President at the time and the info about the Challenger gives it away, but what year was I born in? Don't google, cheaters.

The I Survey

I am: an amazing mom,girlfriend,daughter,sister and friend.
I think: about how things will be in the future.
I know: that everything will always work out in the end.
I have: no idea where I will be next year.
I wish: that I could make everyone that was ill better.
I hate: close minded douchebags, bad drivers and dumb customers.
I miss: having friends to turn to when I need a hug.
I crave: for something sweet to eat everyday.
I search: for where I belong.
I wonder: what people are thinking.
I regret: nothing.
I love: my two boys with all my heart <3
I ache: when someone is mad at me.
I dance: whenever I hear music.
I sing: everytime I get in the car.
I cry: very easily.
I've never: made a list of all the things I want to do in life.
I always: get a glass of water before bed.
I listen: to everything anyone says. I have a good memory, too.
I am scared: of the dark, bugs, doors being unlocked when I'm sleeping, cliffs.
I am happy about: my whole life.

Yearbook Bandwagon

Jumping onto the bandwagon with Molly&Kat, I decided that my yearbook photos were pretty awesome and needed to be posted.









I don't know about you all but I think I look pretty cute in 1976.

Source: yearbookyourself.com

About Me

My name is Meg. Don't worry about what its short for. Just call me Meg. I am in my early twenties. I'd like to think I act my age but I think I act a little older because everyone around me is usually older. I also don't act my age because most people my age don't have a beautiful little man to take care of. I wouldn't change it for the world. I love him more than I love anything. Right now I currently reside in Rhode Island. The man who stole my heart(and still has it) is from this tiny Ocean State. I don't know if I would call it home yet but in time I'm sure it will feel that way.

I've been told I am a crafty person. I enjoy making things. Shopping is my salvation. Just tell me when&where. You can pretty much always find me singing&dancing. It doesn't matter what. Bring it on. I also enjoy a nice glass of Dr. Pepper every now and again. I love curling up with a good book after everyone goes to bed. I root for the Red Sox and the Patriots. If you don't then you pretty much suck at life(just kidding). I'm a fun easy going gal.

That is me in a nutshell.

First Haircut

After pressure from Adam and random strangers calling Gage a girl I decided it was time for the first haircut. Since my mom lives so far away I thought it would be nice for her to be there for one of Gages 'first'. She was ecstatic, of course. I wish I felt the same way but I didn't. Gage had beautiful blonde curls. I absolutely adored them and I didn't want to cut them EVER.

I think the reason I was not thrilled with cutting them because when I was his age I had wicked curly hair, too. My brother being 4 years older than me was fascinated with scissors. He decided I needed MY first haircut. After it was all said and done I had no curls to speak of and they never grew back. I just have wavy-pain-in-the-ass hair that I have to straighten everyday. Anyway, I was obviously traumatized by this event even if I can't exactly remember it.

All week on my trip my mom kept asking me when we could get Gage's haircut. Adam said he would kick my ass if I came back without giving Gage a haircut and my mom couldn't wait any longer. I managed to hold her off until Sunday. We walked into the little salon and I wanted to scoop my baby up and run away. The lady cutting his hair was awesome and after a lot of questions I was reassured she wasn't going to butcher his hair. Gage sat all by himself in a little booster seat with a tiny apron thing over him. He looked so cute. I can't believe how amazingly well he did. He just sat there and you can tell he was fully relaxed and loving being groomed.

Watch the video.


The good news is that almost instantly all the hair on his head popped into curls just like before.

Scandalous

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Homeless

I am back.

I can actually say I am glad to be back in RI. When I use to visit TN I would miss "home" when I came back here. This time is different. Clarksville no longer felt like home. It has changed so much in the last year and all together in the 2 years since I moved away. It doesn't feel like the same place. I was trying to give directions to the house I grew up in and I couldn't do it! There are so many new buildings, streets, and neighborhoods and I had no clue what they were called.

Does RI feel like "home" to me? No, not at all.

I am homeless for the time being.

My Mom

I love my mom to death but she really is the definition of a dumb blonde. She is ditzy and clueless to boot. This week is going to be full of laughter thanks to her.

Mom: So how do you play asshole?
Me: You pass out all the cards. The person with the 3 of clubs goes first.
Mom: What happens if no one has the 3 of clubs?
(I just give my mom this AREYOUKIDDINGME look?
Mom: Oh, thats right someone has to have it if you pass all the cards out.

Other than that, the plane ride was fine. Gage was horrible but what can you do. We went to the Louisville Zoo today. Fun stuff. Tomorrow we are off to Tennessee for the rest of the week. I don't think I'm going to have the internet so see "yall" on Sunday.

Going On An Airplane

Dear anyone working with the airlines and airport,
I am flying out tomorrow with a toddler. The past 2 times I have flown we have had some major issues with each other. Lets try to make this trip as smooth as possible. Here a few helpful tips:

1. Don't lose my carseat. I still haven't gotten the first carseat you lost(or money) and I'm done fighting. Please, lets not go through that again.
2. Gage's snacks are not drugs. You don't have to test everything with your little dipstick. It is very rude to stick germy devices in something my kid is going to consume.
3. I don't have 10 arms. I can't take our shoes off, fold up the stroller, throw my bag on the belt, and hold Gage at the same time. When I put him down he is going to run. He discovered how to walk/run only a few short months ago. Don't get annoyed at me because I'm holding the line up chasing him.
4. Same thing goes for getting all the stuff mentioned above back on and set up. I'm traveling alone with a toddler. Chill out.
5. If Gage 'poops' on the plane and there is a line for the coach bathroom don't have a cow if I ask to use the first class bathroom. I'm sure the 4 people sitting up there don't mind. For crying out loud, he pooped. Do you want to sit in your poop? No. Neither does he.

I can't think of anything more for you all but I know there is more. My flights are always hellish.

Thank you,
very frazzled mom

Dear passengers,
Don't roll your eyes at me if Gage is crying. He is a baby. That is what he does. I can't make him stop. He probably crying for a reason. His ears could hurt, he could be scared(you probably scared him!), or maybe he just feels like crying. Guess what? I paid the same thing you did to fly on the plane and I don't care if he is annoying you.

love,
the mom with a kid you hate

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Wish me luck.

Exploring For Junk

Even though I am dying from my cold I dragged myself out of bed this morning. I've been wanting to go yard saling for a few weekends now. I printed out directions to all the ones close by. I stop at Dunkin Donuts for my medium ice extra extra and 4 chocolate munchkins. Now me and Gage were ready to go cover some ground. The first set of directions led us not too far from the house. We get there and saw a trailor home with a bunch of rhode island hicks standing out front. So I said "No way in H-E-double hockey sticks are we stopping here, Gage.".

I turned the Boo(Malibu) around and decided I was not feeling up to yard saling anymore. I went in the direction of Wickford. I decided I wanted to go in the antique store. Yes, Gage is with me. Yes, I am crazy enough to go in an antique store with lots of old breakable things with him. It wasn't that bad. He was a very good boy. We even scored a cute little chickie mug. It was too cute to leave behind in that store. It was $3.50.



On the way home from Wickford I saw a yard sale sign on the the way to my house. It was in a nice area so I figured I would be safe from trailor park hicks. I was right! It was a 2 family yard sale and I bought a few things.



Tommy Hilfiger purse for $2!



Little glass bottles for 25 cent each!



And last but not the least(actually it was!) Kermit the Frog(or as Gage says "Frogg-o") for free! The lady thought Gage was cute and said he could have him.

I'm come glad I drug myself out of bed because today didn't turn out that bad. All in all I guess you can say Mama is a happy camper.

I Jinxed Myself

The other day I was thinking to myself that no one that I know has come down with a summer cold yet. About two days later here I am thinking about how I jinxed myself because I am so miserably sick.

I guess I should have knocked on some wood.

Click on This

As any new blogger I am religious about checking my sitemeter stats. I like to know where you are all from and where you all are finding me at. Actually, I would just like to assume that all new bloggers do this and I'm not just crazy. To tell you the truth I'm not really a new blogger. I'm actually approaching my 10 year anniversary of blogging/journaling on the web but that is a whole another post in itself.

Tonight at work I was talking to Ian, who inspired me to do the movie list. He actually has been nicknamed "inspirational lot associate". He lives up to his name because he has yet again gave me another post to write. Not this one, though.

This post is about me checking my sitemeter stats. I really like getting the search engine searches where people type something into google or yahoo and somehow find their way here to my little spot on the web. Tonight someone typed in Queens Fort Mama. Of course, I am the first on that list because I am THE Queens Fort Mama. This is strange to me because why would someone be searching for my blog. Then I remembered that tonight while I was talking to Ian that my friend Brian was also there hanging around calling me a dork for blogging.

After seeing the google search for my blog, I went and checked the locations that people are viewing from. There were like 5 people from RI that viewed my blog recently since the last time I checked. I am going to assume that one of them was Brian who more than likely searched me up on google. I don't mind, really. I mean I was talking about it afterall. It got me thinking though about just who from the real world that I want reading my blog.

I guess I have come to the conclusion that I don't really care. I don't talk trash about real life people on here(not yet atleast). Even if I did I've turned into the kind of person that would tell you that you are being douchebag.

So with that being said, Hi Brian! Welcome to my place on the web.

And to keep all of you entertained for a bit more here are a few more of my searches:

CD Wallet Cute - That led them to thispage. It isn't a cd wallet but I hope they felt inspired to make their own instead of buying one.

Rhode Island Play - This brought them to the post about the childrens museum. I hope they had fun playing in rhode island. Whatev.

Maxx New York Italian Patent Triple Entry Quilted Tote - Remember when I went on and on about the Oxiclean guy? This has actually been searched twice. I guess its a must have.

wild wild wubzy - That of course brought them to Gage Gone Wild. I hope they had a nice laugh about my porno lovin' son and figured out its called WOW WOW WUBZY.

handmade gifts- They read about my coasters to my friend. I hope they made some!

My searches aren't crazy but then again I've only had this blog for a month. Do you have any crazy searches?

Date Night&Search It Up

Last night, me and Adam, somehow managed to slip away for a date night. I really needed some alone time. I actually need alone time just with myself but I will take what I can get. Alone time with Adam means riding in the truck. Its a two seater truck so that means little man can't ride in it. I use to think the truck was useless if we ALL couldn't use it. Now when I get in the truck I feel so happy and relaxed. I know that I won't have anyone screaming "NO" and trying to pull my hair behind me. I love truck time.

On our little date we made a stop at Cold Stone Creamery for some delicious ice cream. I had a little Cookie Doughn't You Want Some. I love cookie dough. I don't ever switch up my ice creams. After ice cream we made our way to the movies. We saw Pineapple Express. The theater was full of high schoolers and at first I felt out of place but then Adam reminded me that we could smoke all those kids under the table. We aren't stoners, by the way. Our bowls are collecting dust in the back of a closet somewhere. Anyway, it was a funny movie! I laughed through the whole thing. Awesome. Seth Rogen is hilarious. I love all of his movies.

In other news, I leave in 4 days to go visit my mom in KY/TN. She lives in Fort Knox, KY right now. That is near Louisville, Ky. We haven't ventured out much when we visit her so we have no clue what to do for a week with 2 kids. If anyone has ever been there or around and has ideas on what to do? Maybe if you are bored and want to google? We are going to have 2 kiddo's with us(little man(1) and my neice(3)). I think I have TN part covered considering I'm from there.

Gage Gone Wild

The night before we left for the Cape, Gage decided that sleeping was overrated. That meant that ol' mama here had to stay awake, too. I grabbed a book I haven't read(The Glass Castle), turned on some cartoons, made a snack for the little man, and tried to stay awake. Four hours later(1am) and he was still ready to go. Every 5 minutes or so I would peek up from my book and watch Gage watch his 'toons. During one of my non-peek times Gage snatched the remote from the table without me knowing.

A few minutes later I look up from my book and Gage was still watching TV. I looked at the TV expecting Wow Wow Wubzy to be on but much to my surpise it was not. Instead of Wubzy I was staring at two girls making out with nothing on. I grabbed the remote and hit guide to see what had happened. Gage had somehow ordered Girls Gone Wild for $14.99. Right then I knew that it was officially bed time for him.

I figured one day my son would be interested in porn but not at 16 months old. He is such a character. Thank God, he had no idea what he was watching. The next morning while we are packing(We are such procrastinators) I told Adam what his son did. He started cracking up and gave Gage a high five proceeded by a "MY MAN!" congratulations. My boys seriously crack me up. I probably would have laughed more about it at the time but come on a $15 porn, little man? Couldn't you have just rented a movie for $3.95? He could have just waited and saw girls on the beach for free on the Cape.

I'm Back!

Cape Cod was amazing. It was a little getaway that we all needed. We mainly just relaxed on the beach with a Corona and lime. Gage, of course, had juice boxes. I got a tan! I can't even believe it. I'm still pretty white but I have visible tan lines. We did our annual putt-putt golf tournament. I came in 2nd place(Hooray for me). A great time was had by all(there was 26 of us all together!). Vacationing with a tiny tot can be tiring. So, I'm glad to be back home where I can really relax.

Update&Goodbye

On Monday I wrote about a good deed and paying it forward and let me tell you I was on a mission to get it done. I payed the JoAnn Angel forward at work the very next day. Dan, an older guy, doesn't usually work nights. He was hanging in there with me, though. We were joking around about an ice coffee would be a great perk up. I secretly asked what his "drink"(we take our Dunkin Donuts serious around here)was. So finally my break rolled around and I walked my lazy butt all the way to Dunkin Donuts(its in the same parking lot as work) and bought Dan his French Vanilla Ice Coffee with 1 cream and 1 sweet n low. I ,of course, got my regular ice coffee extra extra. Dan was so surprised! He loved it and about 10 minutes later his drink was gone and he was no longer going to pass out!

On Tuesday I wrote about giving my friend a set of coasters I made her for her bridal shower. Well, I decided to go ahead and give them to her. I also decided to show her what I wrote in my bliggity blog(that little paragraph about the beach). A thousand hugs later and a few tears I think it was safe to say she loved the coasters.

Now for the goodbye part of this entry. The fam is going on a trip this weekend. Our destination is Cape Cod. Adam's family goes every year. Last year was my first year going and I had a blast. I'm looking forward to leaving. I won't be back until Tuesday. So don't post too much and don't forget about me.

I'm going to leave you all with a few pictures from last years Cape Cod mini vacation.