Thursday, August 26, 2010

One Million Dollars

Did you think I disappeared? Evaporated off of the planet, perhaps? Nope. At least not yet anyway. I've just been in a bit of writing funk. The kind of funk that meant I had zero interest in committing word to paper or--uh--screen. It happens sometimes.

But fear not my friends. My funkiliciousness has not kept us from keeping ourselves busy. See for yourself.

We've been running.

And shopping.
 And resting.

Oh, and playing dress up of course.

And there was that trip to the doctor today for annual check ups. I know you're all just dying to know the stats, so here you go:

                            Chase                                       Amaya

Age:                           4                                                2
Height:                  37.5"                                            36"
Weight:                 34 lb                                          35.5 lb

So yea, the 2 year old is a pound and a half heavier than the 4 year old. The doctor even said that looking at the stats, she'd think they were twins. Which didn't surprise me at all since I often hear what beautiful twins I have when we're out in public.

In other groundbreaking news, this guy:

has 20/20 vision, hears just fine, and is not color blind. That means he can be a pilot. Clear the skies! Well, if you can get him to take off his leisure suit that is.

What have I been doing? Well, I found myself kidnapped one morning by a band of masked miscreants driving this tank. 

Before I knew what was happening, I was smack in the middle of this madness--

forced to take orders from this lunatic.
In exchange for my freedom, I had to promise to take pictures for the gym's Facebook page. Apparently, super villains are not known for carrying around cameras.  I really hope the rogue appreciates my Girl Scout-worthy preparedness. And also that she quickly realizes that attempting to coerce me by employing painful torture techniques is not an ideal way to get me to comply to her demands. Chocolate works much better with far less effort to boot. A peaceful Snickers exchange doesn't have quite the same devilish panache though, does it?  I certainly wouldn't want her to be laughed out of  her Dr. Evil support group or anything. In that case, might I suggest a nice ransom note instead.


  1. Your children are beautiful! What is that adorable pink costume? Thanks for following me. I now have three whole followers on Twitter! I'm right on the heels of the Dooce chick. Lol.

  2. I LOVE the piggy costume! It's my favorite kid's costume that I've seen in a while.

  3. It's a pig costume, and even though it's a size 4, it's a bit snug on my little Petunia. I'm debating whether to return it. She looks so cute in it that it's a tough call.