Things are quiet. Unnaturally so. To the point that I am almost concerned. At work, this is our busiest time of the year: tax time. Usually I am pulling my hair out, trying to speak through clenched teeth and wondering why I even get out of bed each morning. However, these last couple days have been really slow. So I am perpetually waiting for the proverbial other shoe to drop.

In the mean time, things are going to be quiet on the home front as well. I just shipped Simeon off to Minnesota for the weekend. I kept meaning to rent Fargo
before he left so he could adapt more easily to the accent, but we didn’t have a chance. That and I think the wood chopper part might have freaked him out just a little bit.

So this weekend it’s just me. All alone. “Alllllll by mysellllllf,” comes to mind. But alas I have a hot date with my Nick & Nora flannel pajamas, the special features on the new Harry Potter DVD and some strawberry cheesecake ice cream. Good times. Then tomorrow I am attending a benefit dinner with my Dad, sister and her family. So at least I have their chubby little faces to entertain me. And Sunday I am heading to the beach for the day. My youngest nephew is having his third birthday party. I am sure adorable pictures are forth coming. I know you can’t hardly wait. Until then, have a great weekend everyone!