Please accept my sincerest apologies for neglecting my blogging duties as of late. I have been spending much time doing other things…and I will tell you all about them RIGHT NOW!

Saturday night Tony escorted me to my winter work party where he may as well have showed up without me because he was an instant success. I’m pretty sure my coworkers were fighting over who would get to sit next to him and wipe the crumbs from his mouth with their napkins. Of course, this made me feel so great because he’s mine and, well, go ahead and wipe away because I’m sure as hell not going to stick my hand near his teeth while he’s eating! (just kidding, Tony, I love the way you eat…)

On Sunday, my kids had their last performance of the winter. They’ve managed to completely steal my heart and make me want to have a whole dance group of offspring…like 15 kids. Okay, maybe not, but they are seriously the cutest. My little buddy Andrej was running around playing tag with the other boys in the group and he came running up to me panting. He is a chubby blond with bad teeth and an obsession with Yugio cards which I think might be something like Pokiemon, but really, I don’t know anything. He stopped running, put his hands on his hips, puffed his belly out and said, “I just can’t run like I used to.”

As the kids lined up on the stage, I prayed in my head like I do every time they perform that we can all just get through this in one piece…and we did. But not without my bending on to the stage to direct the kids while simultaneously flashing my butt crack to the priests and nuns sitting in the front row. Damn low rise jeans…

There are so many wonderful things that happened or were talked about or that just occurred in my own little mind that I probably could post on this blog…but I’m not going to. My dad told me once that there is something to be said for keeping some things private…and while I think there is also something to be said for leaving nothing to the imagination (please don’t interpret this to mean I will be running down your driveway naked anytime soon), I’m going to take his advice just this once. I need to digest this glee.