Just arrived in LA after a six hour drive, half of which I spent with crippling car sickness. Was it worth it to see Jack’s?  Hell to the fuck yeah.

Tomorrow starts day one of the Kris-Jen-Andrew vacation.  I think I can include Andrew from Jack’s Mannequin since we’ll be spending two of the three nights with him! 

Stop one on our vacation is the hospital. Because Cooper has arrived!   My brain is fried from the emotional day of his birth, but I’m just so happy that by the time I return from the coast Mama and baby, and Daddy, will be home.

A 19 yr old, who is currently going through a divorce, just told me that she’s so “goal orientated” that she knows she will be a VP by the ripe old age of 30.

Oh honey.

Haven’t quite finished organizing the closet yet, but have decided to start another project. One that I can do under blankets since winter has actually arrived in the valley!

I have nothing to say, which is amusing considering how little I’ve said thus far. But my brain is fried and I am just white knuckling it til vacation on Friday.

So here, look at my favorite project of late, Zombie Attack cupcakes.

I’m so excited to go to the Packer bar today for the game.  Perhaps someone should check to see if this is a cult?  Never watched football until recently. But you can’t lose* with fried food, screaming midwesteners and beer.

*Unless the Packers lose their first game of the season. Then I’m sure it will be less fun.

Is there any task more awful than oil changes?  Spending money on something with no immediate payoff, waiting rooms full of weirdos, terrible TV, and the addition of being treated like a dumb girl by greasy creepers.  Yay.

You know how bikers acknowledge eachother with a wave or a nod when they drive past? 

Curly haired girls?  We do that too.

Cleaning out your craft closet isn’t actually as fun as you would think.  This is the before, taken two weeks ago.  We still haven’t arrived at a place where an after picture is possible.

Note:  Not pictured are my painting crafts, stuffed under the bed.  And the sewing stuff in my dresser drawers.  And the baking stuff that has taken over the kitchen.   I’m wishing a teeeny bit I’d never started this project.

He’s also celebrating the start of Movember.