kids, the idiot, whatever

Ok, so the idiot lands at the PBI airport at 1:30 today and sits there... and sits there... and sits there...Never once does he bother to get up and check the flights screen to see if the flight he and the kids are leaving on is on time or whatever... So, he calls to tell me he's there, and although his and the kid's scheduled flight out isn't until 640, I can bring the kids to the airport anytime... Have you ever sat in an airport with 3 ancy kids for 4 or 5 hours? Whatever... He's a glutton for punishment, who am I to argue? So, around 3 I take the kids to him at the airport. The plan was that he would get them dinner there and then fly to atlanta, have a snack and land in Louisville by midnight. So, I pull up to the Delta terminal and he's not even out there... Big surprise. Next big surprise? The guy at the desk tells me that they might not be going anywhere. The flight they are supposed to leave on is seriously delayed and won't even be getting into Atlanta until almost 11. The connecting flight leave atlanta at 9 something. So... I could have kept the kids at home until he worked it all out, but nooooooo.... Because he's too stupid to bother checking the flights. So, 15 minutes later he comes walking up and when I ask if he is aware of the status of his flight, he looks at me like I am speaking a foreign language... Anyway... Whatever.. He and the kids are at the airport and he can deal with it.
Now, my wonderful, intelligent, sweet, kind, generous, warm, caring, sexy, loving, smart, husband and I are flying out for Jersey at the buttcrack of dawn tomorrow. While my 15 year old will be having the house basically to himself for the weekend... Hmmm... Wonder how smart that makes us???

blissfull

Ok, so, I definitely did something right this time. My husband is awesome. Through his numerous connections he was able to score VIP seats for the most righteous concert the other night: Sebastian Bach from Skid Row, Dokken, and the unattainable love of my imaginary life: Bret Michaels and POISON!!!
Not only did we get to see a totally narley performance, but I also got to introduce my daughter to REAL rock-n-roll. Sierra's very first concert was great. She enjoyed it because she started watching Rock of Love the first season and has been listening to Poison since. Although, it was kind of strange watching her jump up and down and scream with her little girlfriend that was there, singing along to every song like I did at her age... My kid has taste. What can I say? 
So, not only that... but....
My fantabulous husband is also taking me to one of the most prestigous resorts in the Keys: The Cheeca Lodge (www.cheeca.com).
Flying to Jersey for the weekend coming up... Taking vacation... Seeing my fave bands... Going to the Keys... Yeah, I would say I got it made! 
Oh, and one last thing. Just a warning to all those whoe drive: Dakota got his permit 2 weeks ago.... 

again

So, the million diets I have tried have not worked... And the few thousand dollars I spent on a personal trainer didn't do much either. So, this past week, I decided to try something new. I saw a doctor... and I am on a drug now that makes my skin crawl, hair stand on end and makes me a bigger bitch than usual. Let's hope it works!