It's Like Riding a Bike...

I forgot my little black notebook today because I didn't take my normal purse, so I had to resort to scratch paper.

Anywhoozles, it is true, you never forget how to ride a bike, but it is kind of touch and go until you find your balance... Other than once a couple years ago, I hadn't been on a bike in a decade (makes it sound like forever, right?) until this weekend.

Spazzer is rubbing against my leg cause it's her dinner time.

This weekend was WAY WAY to short and jam packed (how do you pack jam??) with activities. Here's the recap:

Saturday: Started off with grocery shopping. Bought bikes and bike paraphernalia (I love that word, just say it a few times). We put our shiny new bike rack on the Camry, and put the shiny new bikes on the shiny new bike rack. Went to the park, where in the first five minutes I thought for sure I would end up in the bushes with the Minto Brown Hobbits (another story) or land in the duck pond with all the dead bodies (another story entirely). Then I went and got a bunch of my hair chopped off (I feel a little less crazy, so I really do think it was my hair). Went home and washed all the murderously annoying hair clipping off. I started reading a new book (it's called Twilight by Stephenie Meyers) I picked up while I was waiting for the hubby after my hair cut. The book just sort of called to me, I know that sounds crazy... I made an awesome calzone for dinner, then I think we watched Gene Simmons Family Jewels on OnDemand. At about nine o'clock I went absolutely crazy and started cleaning the house... Around eleven we crashed...

Sunday: I made breakfast and we went to the park for another ride (a lot less terrifying this time around). When we got home I made the filling for the enchiladas for tonight's dinner. Then I showered, did my hair, put my face on, and then we went to Auntie Carol's for the Mom & Grams Birthday BBQ. It was fun. Carol invited me up to go to Flutag with them on Saturday. I told her I would think about it cuz we have plans with Doobers and Collin has a doctors appointment. By the time we got home I was pooped and really not looking forward to today.

Today I couldn't help but smirk while I was eating my trailmix and there are pieces of almonds getting stuck in my teeth, I am sure you know where I am going with this. The voice in my head was screaming with laughter, "I have nuts stuck in my teeth!!"

And on that note I will leave you.