I'm a Dumba$$....

So last night my fabulous assistant and I headed downtown to stay at a hotel because we had an early event and thought it would just be easier (read sleep later). So after her small group meeting she swung by to pick me up. We head down to the hotel around 10pm. Excited to hang out an work on the website! We get there (30 minutes later) and I look in the backseat for my bag. It's not there!

I left it on the dining room table! So I call and wake up Titan Boy to ask him to put it outside so I can come back and get it and not wake up the household. He laughs, but does it!

So we get checked in, get our key, and head back to the suburbs for my stuff!

I have lived in Atlanta my entire life, I have been driving these roads for 19 years. I went the wrong way on 285!!!! Yes, the wrong way!! And I did not realize it until I had been going the wrong way for 20 minutes!!! Ugh!!!!!

So needless to say, what should have taken 45 minutes took just under 2 hours!

When we finally got back to the hotel it was all we could do not to pas out on ourselves!

Some days I am just a dumba$$!!!
Tahoe Girl

It is...

possible to eat one too many bites of a dark chocolate raspberry candy bar.

But it was soo good! Might have to go get more :)

Tahoe Girl

The Obstacle Course

As as self proclaimed "super hero", I realized something today...every task a mom has to do is pretty much the same as running a military obstacle course. There is a hurdle at every possible spot and many times you miss something so you have to go back and try again...this theory applied to me trying to get Sassy Tahoe to a birthday party today. Here is a little sample of how this course went for me...

-Chase Sassy Tahoe upstairs to get in the shower...obstacle #1 introduced: the bathroom that is a total disaster cause Littlest Tahoe wanted to play bubbles in there
-After the shower getting Sassy Tahoe dressed...obstacle #2: everything I pick she hates so I have to continue to dig throw laundry piles to find something she is willing to wear
-She is dressed but we still have to brush hair...obstacle #3: all hair brushes have disapeared
-Searching for hairbrush...obstacle #4: Littlest Tahoe crying on the stairs cause he cannot go to the birthday party..PWEEZ MOMMY!!!!
-Hairbrush found, hairbrushed and the race begins for me to get dressed...obstacle #5 Oldest Tahoe now wants to talk to me about what he and his friends did on Friday afternoon. Really now?
-I'm dressed and heading to wrap the present...obstacle #6: wrapping supplies are in 15 different places! Run up and down two sets of stairs three times before I finally settle on a cellophane bag and cute bow!
-Finally headed to the door with Sassy Tahoe, Me dressed in something almost matching, present in hand, on time...obstacle#7 The address of the birthday party? I think I know where it is but have to google it just to be sure...

No wonder I am exhausted. Everyday is like boot camp around here.

I think I am going to contact all those video game makers about making a "supermom" video game, starring me, of course!

Tahoe Girl

Stay Tuned...

I promise I am not trying to be a tease but I am running behind on my BIG reveal!
Almost ready....just a little while longer...

just to keep you guessing...


heehee...
Tahoe Girl

It's gonna be big....

Something big is coming this way!

Stay Tuned!

Details will follow!

Tahoe Girl

My turn! My turn!

It's my turn for the 6th Folder, 6th picture tag....


Sorry for leaving ya hanging...my computer froze part of the way thru this post and I guess the title was all that made it....

this is my 6th folder 6th picture. This is the Mini's on Christmas morning at Gigi's house.

Your just lucky you didn't get the 7th pic....Titan Boy in his jammies opening presents!

So I am supposed to tag six bloggers but ya know what? I am tagging ALL of you who read this! Post the 6th Folder, 6th Picture and share with us...that way we can learn just a little more about ya....

Back to cleaning out the basement...
Tahoe Girl

just curious...

Why do the hairs that stick up and stand out on top of my head have to be gray?

Why can't they be brown or highlighted blond?

I mean really, it's as if they are screaming "I NEED TO DYE MY ROOTS!" from across the room.

It's not like I don't know that I need to visit the bottle of lady clairol.

and I would pluck them out but then I really would have thin hair cause they are starting to out number the others...

Tahoe Girl