It's 10:30 on a school night and here I am watching Harry Potter, playing with my iPod and blogging. And it's about time, too. I wish I could say I'm just lazy but instead I've been painfully busy. My kids even commented that I don't even answer my text messages anymore. That's a sad, sad thing, my friends.

So, in the news, because I know you're all dying for an update:
Matt graduates in about three weeks. I still haven't mailed out the announcements. I will, I promise. See paragraph above for level of busy. Also, planning the after graduation shin-dig. No idea what we're doing but there will be a lot of people.
Matt went to his senior prom. He looked incredible. His girlfriend looked incredible. It was weird and happy and I was excited and depressed at the same time.
We've moved and we have new couches. I love this. So do my cats. Sadly, my cats loving the new sofas do not make me love my cats at all. Hate my cats, man. Hate them.
Started the new job with Mike and have learned that I love my husband and he, obviously, loves me. How can I say that with so much certainty, you ask? I have lost my mind at least twice in the month I've worked there and we still manage to remain married. I am convinced this has little to do with me and everything to do with Mike's ability to look at me when I'm behaving like a deranged lunatic and think "aww... look, she's being cute again!" I love him and I'm very lucky.