Another busy weekend.
husband‘s cousin, we’ll call her Biscuit, is visiting from Seattle and it was her birthday Saturday. It was the first time I had met her and I like her very much. Very cool chic. I recognize much of myself in her. Family had a BIG party for her. Father in law is in a band and they played out Saturday night too. So we got an overnight sitter and went out and relieved some much built up stress. WE HAD A BLAST! The biker bar was a little scary but I somehow manage to make friends wherever I go. Especially when I’m a little tipsy. The singer’s girlfriend always bugs everyone to dance when we go out. She started with my best friend, Bevis, whose husband is also in the band. This time it was my husband. Before she dragged him out on the floor this time, he leaned towards me and said “Watch this” and gave me a wink. Then I heard him say “You wanna go for a helicopter ride?” She looked confused. Then he proceeded to pick her up and swing her around him like a rag doll. Over his head and everything. I don’t think she’ll ever bother him again. I haven’t laughed that hard in a looooooooong time.
In other news: I’m trying to wean my Diva off of the sippy cups. I want to start potty training and I figure it woud be best to stop having her have a sippy cup before nap and bedtime so she can stay dry while she’s sleeping. I’m trying the cups with the straws and flip lids. I’m also jumping back on the low-carb wagon today. I’m feeling motivated so I moved back to PHASE 1 or as I affectionately call it — HELL.