7 hours, 40 minutes PEOPLE

7 hours, 40 minutes...

Bad Blogger + Reminder

I've been so bad about blogging lately. I hate using the "i'm so busy" line because in reality I do have time to blog, I just don't choose to spend the time I do have blogging. I pick much more important things like watching the biggest loser stretched out over a ridiculously long 2 hours when it could easily be condensed into an hour or going for a nice long run/walk with babygirl or reading my US weekly to find out the real truth on Britney's parenting as told exclusively by a bodyguard that surely knows all since he worked for her for a whole two months.

I'm just kind of lazy-busy right now. Sure, we ripped out our kitchen, bought a piece of t-shirt equipment that cost more than my first car, I run two businesses out of my home and I've been a single parent while Tim's been traveling a lot the past couple of weeks, but even with all that stuff, I could find time to tell the little stories that run through my head all day long, I just don't. I get much more selfish with my "me" time. It's all about priorities when it comes to time crunches and right now blogging is just a little lower on the priority level - somewhere between US weekly and painting toe nails.

I'm sure you've all been devastated (insert sarcasm) by my lack of posting initiative, but tune in soon - I've had the following blog titles running through my head for the past week or so:

HAIR (no not the Musical)
Puggle Man works his Magic
Mixphoria meets my MP3 player
4 Cities in 5 weeks: the Recap

Lastly, the reason why I started this post in the first place, was to remind everyone to get a good night's sleep. You might even want to set out your stapler and 20lb white stock before going to bed tonight. It is as you know, Office Eve, the most magical night of the Fall Season. The night before Michael, Dwight, Pam, Jim, Oscar, Ryan, Kelly, Angela and all our office friends come back to make us laugh and look forward to Thursday nights again.

Michael Scott: Attention everyone, hello! Yes, I just want you to know that this is not my decision but from here on out, we can no longer be friends. And when we talk about things here, we must only discuss work associated things. And uh, you can consider this my retirement from comedy. And in the future if I want to say something funny, or witty, or do an impression I will no longer, ever, do any of those things.

Jim Halpert: Does that include "That's what she said?"

Michael Scott: Mmm hmm, yes.

Jim Halpert: Wow. That is really hard. You really think you can go all day long? Well, you always left me satisfied and smiling.

Michael Scott: That's what she said!

PS - I'll also be checking out Earl. I agree that it went up and down last season, but I thought it ended pretty strong, so I'm going to give it a good chance this season and see if it can reel me back in. Oh, and unfortunately, we have to wait until NEXT Thursday for my rapidly-becoming-my-number-2-go-to-show 30 Rock. It doesn't premiere until Oct. 4th!

Must See if you Missed it...

I love TV, TOO!

A-Le just wrote a great post about TV and how absolutely awesome it is this time of year and I couldn't agree more! For me, this night is the kick off to the fall TV season and something I look forward to as much as all the previews of my fav shows themselves. Yes, tonight, my friends, is the Emmy's - a true couch potato's dream. I get to see all my favorite TV stars dressed to the nines all on tv at once.

I've watched the Emmy's year after year, since I was a kid watching with my mom (usually in her room since dad and Mark had kicked us out of the family room for some baseball game or something), to holding Emmy parties in college, to now making my reluctant husband watch year after year as he constantly bitches about how stupid it is and asks over and over again, "who is that and who cares what they think" (he obviously doesn't get *it*).

Last year at this time, I watched the Emmy's from my cozy room at St. John's just 37 hours after Bridget was born and, actually, had a bigger Emmy party last year than this year, but nonetheless, I can't wait to see who wins, who performs and all the great things about TV I love so much.

I finally know what DROP SHIP means..Aka - you might as well just skip this post it's so boring.

I've been working at Sydney's Closet as a consultant for almost two years now - no wait, over two years now and everyone throws around that term so much and with such obviousness that I never wanted to ask exactly what it meant. Plus, when they would use it, the context was always different so I was having a hard time pinpointing exactly what that meant, I had my theories, but I always thought there was more to that term. Keep in mind, though, I didn't care enough to oh, say... google it and find out what it was... so it really didn't bother me that much.

Well, just today, as I was fixing an order for my own site, I called Cafepress and asked if they could "drop ship" the items. Ding! I knew what drop ship meant. It was like it secretly snuck into my brain and burrowed a little home there without my recognition.

Anyway, that's my exciting Thursday update for you all - big day here at CWC - stressing about drop shipping and watching the new women on "the view".

Drop ship: An arrangement whereby a mail-order or Internet merchant accepts orders for products, and then pays a manufacturer or distributor to ship the product to the customer.

Now, if my brain could only learn that "snuck" is not a word, we'd be in good shape.

Remembering

When I am complaining about certain TV personalities or angry at that mini-van who cut me off in traffic this morning, I sometimes need to put it in perspective. I know these are "life" things and that it's okay and normal to feel irritated about little things, but days like today really help keep things in perspective and help me remember how lucky we are that every day for the past six years we've had the ability to live, laugh and even complain.

mmmm....consequences....

Maybe the consequences should be that the Today show boots your rear end from doing interviews.

Yup, I've got a new Anne Curry clip coming soon. Just gotta wait for the today show to put it up. Stick to Dateline Anne, STOP the interview madness, please.

Anybody see this clip I'm referring to? If you did, you are probably still sick to your stomach and not reading blogs yet, I understand.

Try this link if you are a glutton for punishment.

Did we mention how much we love Chris Porter? Oh, and Happy Birthday Big D!

I'm doing back to back birthday posts - Bridget's 1st Birthday and now Big D's 30th birthday... I tried to think of a way to compare the two, but while Bridget actually opened presents, was sang happy birthday to, and ATE her cake, her Aunt Molly didn't really partake in any of those usual birthday events - well, at least we made them both wear a lot of goofy birthday paraphernalia. That's gotta count for something, right?

When all was said and done, though, a very wise man (or at least one that had perhaps imbibed in a few too many red bull and vodka's) had this to sum up the 30th Birthday experience:

We came, we saw and we kicked some serious KC ass...

OR, maybe, just maybe, it kicked ours - I'm not really sure, but either way, I believe Molly-Big D-Midget-MeMe-Delanty had a good time celebrating her big 3-0!

Warning - Long drawn out recap of the day ahead.

We kicked the day off at Charlie Hoopers for a little lunch, a lot of pitchers and the Mizzou vs. Illini game. There was some *friendly* natured competition between the Mizzou Alum (Mark, Tim and I) and Jim, the lone Illinois Alumni. Really, he didn't have much of a chance up against us, but Mizzou did almost fold and shut all of us up at the end, luckily the Tigers squeaked out the victory.

Next, we headed to the Falloon on the plaza where Sara and Paul helped us get the location festive with 30th decor. We had surprise guests John Quigley, Dave Shomin, Adam Watkins and even Mr. Quigley make an appearace - plus a few others that I can't remember right now (see previous paragraph about pre-party again). It was a fun time and I would write more about it but mostly I just remember talking a LOT to a bunch of people about the same things....or maybe I was talking to the same people about the same things, I do that sometimes.

Then some of us girls headed to O'Dowds for a little dancing. This is where I first spotted Chris Porter. I made Libby ask the guy in the band if it was him and he confirmed, but our attempts to seek him out proved fruitless after he disappeared into the crowd. I was so bummed and I knew Tim would be, too, but it was back to dancing to some good Dave Matthews and Jack Johnson. Not the typical Nelly or Murphy Lee that I prefer to really get my hip hoping groove on, but it was still fun and the guy had an amazing voice. Of course, I think had Pee Wee Herman been singing "Crash", at that point in the evening, I might have thought he had an awesome voice, too.

Finally, while leaving the Falloon - the most amazing thing happened (no, we didn't run into Oprah, Ghandi, Ellen, The Queen of England, Dave Matthews, Jimmy Buffett AND Bono on the sidewalk - but you would have thought we did) we ran smack dab into ...wait for it... Chris Porter...

Like, did I mention we saw Chris Porter? Well, we did you know. We saw Chris Porter. Do you know who that is? What? You don't know Chris Porter? Well, Tim and I, we LOVE Chris Porter and he does this joke about a grandpa and a casket that they bought at Costco and oh my god - it's a cosket and... you put grandpa in a cosket??! It is so funny. Doesn't that sound funny? Isn't that just hilarious? Haven't you ever seen Last Comic Standing? and Chris Porter? He lost to Josh Blue? I mean, seriously, THAT was Chris Porter! It was Chris Porter! Is anyone listening to me? Oh my god we just got our picture taken with Chris Porter. Do you know who he is??? That's Chris Porter...

... and that's mostly what I remember at the end of the evening, but I'm pretty sure to many of you there Tim and my's Chris Porter love fest was even worse than that!


Happy Birthday Big D!
Love,
Tim, Chris & Erin

View all the pictures here.