First Day Jitters


I had the greatest blog post in the world for you guys today. You cannot believe how wonderful it was. But – guess what. I couldn’t get it out of my head and onto this page. You know why? Because, as I sit here staring at this screen, my head is wrapped around my kid who is, at this very moment, eating lunch for the very first time in a cafeteria filled with classmates. Yes, yes, I realize he has been in preschool for the past four years, but still. I just shipped him off on a bus with a driver that I don’t know to a school where I don’t know the other kids, their parents or the teachers. HOW SCARY IS THAT???!!! He was so excited to ride the bus. To be honest, I cried to my husband last night because I was scared. Do they screen these people? Drug test them? Husband assured me that they do and that all will be fine.

While we were at his school orientation, I walked the boy around so he could see everything. We came upon the gym and as it was empty, we did the only thing you can do – we ran all around it. And as I watched him circling the room, I looked around. And the gym seemed so small. And he seemed so big. And I remember elementary school and how big everything seemed. And I realized, to him, it really is. And it made me so happy for all that lies ahead for him. I know, I know. Every parent thinks their kid is made of gold. Well, mine certainly is. He is smart. He is kind. He is sensitive. He is funny. And I’m so, so excited for what he will become in the next few weeks, months and years. I want him to want to go to school. I want him to learn and grow and life a healthy life. I want him to not be scared.

So, I sit here, counting down the minutes until I can go pick him and hear all about his first real day at school. I hope for the rest of you who have kids or at least see the first day of school pics on Facebook are doing ok on your first day of school, too. I promise to return to my usual self next week.

Until then, have a super Labor Day weekend and enjoy these:

Ghostbusters is 30??

Because Nathan Fillion and Joss Whedon are amazing.

I miss the 80’s.


Monday Links of Music & Hilarity


You know how every Christmas links to the Straight No Chaser’s “12 Days of Christmas” cover floats around and everyone remembers how awesome and talented they are?

Well today, we share a GORGEOUS version of Madonna’s “Like A Prayer,” performed live by Straight No Chaser.

You’re welcome. You will now listen to this on repeat for 24 hours.


In other news…

While Katie is a master makeup artiste, I cannot put NORMAL makeup on myself, much less paint awesome cartoons on my face:  Girl Transforms Her Mouth Into Awesome Cartoon Characters

Happy weekend!

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Greek Yogurt – Vote for your Faves


The other day, Katie and I discussed our favorite types of Greek yogurt. I have no idea how we got on this. But it happened. And it was a very serious conversation.

K: VERY serious. Don’t get in between us during a food discussion unless you are prepared to embark on a journey of self exploration. OMG. That doesn’t sound very appetizing.


Yogurt has become a favorite snack for dieters and breakfasters. Recently, Greek Yogurt has become trendy. And tasty. And healthier, in many respects.

So first let’s make sure we all know the difference between regular yogurt and Greek yogurt.

K: Please sing the theme song as you proceed: Da da da daaaaaa


I would like to say that the article I got this info from is called “Yogurt Smackdown: Greek vs. Regular,” which seems violent and intense for such a light, girly treat, but whatever. I mean, best-known yogurt spokesperson is Jamie Lee Curtis, with smilies on tummies. And now Shakira, with her shimmies…

K: I have to say I would probably read any article if “Smackdown” was in the title somewhere. Also, can JLC stop talking about poop while I’m eating. Thanks!

What IS yogurt?

Yogurt comes from milk that has had healthy bacteria added, causing it to ferment. During this process, yogurt thickens and takes on a slightly tangy taste. Yogurt is then strained through a cheesecloth, which allows the liquid whey part of milk to drain off. Regular yogurt is strained twice, while Greek yogurt is strained three times to remove more whey (leaving a thicker consistency).

Ok, now, plain vs. Greek:

  • Protein – Greek yogurt has almost double the protein of regular yogurt. Eight ounces of Greek yogurt has about 20 grams of protein, whereas regular yogurt provides around 11-13 grams. Greek yogurt’s high protein content makes it a favorite among people trying to manage their weight as it helps ward off hunger.
  • Carbs – Greek yogurt has fewer carbohydrates than regular yogurt. This could be beneficial to diabetics, who have to watch their carbohydrate intake.
  • Calcium – Regular yogurt has about three times the calcium of Greek yogurt. Both are still considered good sources of calcium, but women who don’t get enough calcium from other foods may want to stick to regular yogurt for its bone-building benefits.
  • Sodium – Greek yogurt has half the sodium of regular yogurt.
  • Calories – Plain, nonfat versions of Greek and regular yogurt have a similar calorie count per serving, but added sugars can significantly increase the calories of either variety.


Ok great, so now we know what we’re up against, I can say that I love Greek yogurt and cannot fathom going back to regular yogurt. It seems way too sugary and thin and watery.

K: That water is sometimes too much for me.


Fine, so now, of all the myriad of brands of Greek yogurts out there, which is best? Are you sticking with plain and adding fruit and granola? Are you going flavored? Honey? Yogurt smoothie? I think we can all agree that there is a time, place, and mood for each.

K:  Who knew there were so many options?! I mean, it’s a Yogurt Jamboree! Weeeeeee!


We are not going to tell you our favorite Greek yogurts, we are instead going to post a poll and ask you to vote, dear readers. You can select all of your favorites, pass the poll onto your friends, whatever. The point is to get a good variety of opinions and see which one wins the YOGURT FACE-OFF!


We shall report back and let you know.

May the best Greek win.

Go team!

From the New Workplace – Lauren


As I have mentioned, I left my cozy school webmaster job of 8 years in May and started working for a school website hosting company.  The difference in atmosphere, attitude, attire, and assignments (like how I used my alliteration?) has been educational and fun. 

I no longer have an office to myself, now I share one giant space with a bunch of people. No privacy, but lots of random conversations and beach balls being hit around.


I no longer have screaming girls running through the hallway every 50 minutes (between classes). Now I have absolute silence, broken only by client phone calls and occasional football tossing breaks (remember the comment about me eating the apple and the crunch echoing? This is real life). 

People are happy to be here and enjoy hanging out with the bosses outside of work. Before, we’d have a “mandatory” fac/staff gathering at the head of school’s house. It was no fun, no one could let loose, and if you didn’t come, it was…. noted…. Now, we go to bars and crab feasts and picnics, paid for by the boss, where we hang, drink beer, tell stories about clients, and enjoy ourselves.

crab feast beer

I no longer have to look business-casual / preppy at all times… hair perfectly quaffed. (Let’s be honest, I always looked like a scrub anyway.) Now, I can roll in with wet hair, tshirt, shorts, flip flops, and it is normal. Hoodies? Yes. Basketball shorts? Apparently. Most of the people are in tight jeans and graphic tees everyday, as I am surrounded by geeks / hipsters.




My workload is no longer, “I know that’s not really your job, but someone thought it was a good idea and doesn’t want to hear otherwise, so just do it.” Now, I know exactly what I am responsible for, where and when I need to be, I am trusted to get my work done, clocks are not watched, I can work from home occasionally, and when I need to learn something new, I am taught and then left on my own. Like a grown up. 



I am feeling quite refreshed.  Though that may be last night’s free crabs and beer, and this morning’s work bagel gathering.  Who can say?

Pants are always optional and other musings


Pants are totally overrated. At least that is what my kid would say. He is almost six and I am sure he would never wear pants if we allowed it. Since he is my one and only I have no idea if this is normal or not, I just have to run with what we know. And what we know is that he could do without them. He has always been like this, too. When he was able to start taking his pants on and off himself, he would always remove them the minute we walked in the front door. He usually isn’t even in the house one foot before the shoes, pants and socks are off. God forbid you are carrying groceries or have to go to the bathroom – he flat out stops as he crosses the threshold. He does the same thing EVERY TIME. It does not matter if it is cold. It doesn’t matter if other people are here. In fact, we have to have “Is this a pants occasion talk” before we have parties or friends over. Even when the cable guy is on his way. It is hilarious. We are going to have such a good time at his wedding rehearsal dinner sharing fun stories about him. Also, he is going to be a hoot in college. Good lord.

The struggle is so real for me right now. My phone and I are in a huge fight. It is autocorrecting me all the time. This is my new plight. It is driving me crazy. I know we have talked  before about how demure I am and how I never use foul language. That is actually a lie.  And, Scientists. I agree.

I like to say it is because I am passionate and honest. Yeah, that is right. I want you to know exactly how I am feeling right this very moment. My closest buddies know what I am talking about. I know they appreciate it. Especially Lauren. She, along with the husband, usually get the brunt of it. I have felt very censored as of late. Damon you, ducking phone.

Please watch the video after you look at the pictures – my hands were sweating the whole time.

I laughed and laughed and laughed.

This is me. Sorry, folks. I try.

Some funnies:

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Friday Hilarity & Such


I love me some Katie, but since she is so busy staying at home with her son now, grrrr, I am going to go ahead and blog for her.  Every day she says she will post, but then…  they went to the zoo….  or watched a movie…  or snuggled….  or did some errands….  OMG they’re so busy sending me lightsaber snapchats! 

This is Katie here….Lauren is full of BOLOGNA. She just wishes she could be going to the zoo with us. And don’t you dare judge those lightsaber snaps…you know you love them. Well, buddies, today is a twofer. Enjoy our musings!

So, today I am just sharing two awesome and worthy links. 

Hilarious …. Best Text Comebacks EVER!



Just one more reason to love him… 25 Of Neil DeGrasse Tyson’s Most Mind Blowing Tweets


Happy weekend.  Stay classy, y’all.

You remind me of the babe


Howdy, readers!

I realize like Lauren, some of you may be super young and not remember things such as phones with cords, Atari, MTV when they actually played music or Erols Video. All of you are missing out.

Erols was a gateway to awesome. Friday night trips to Erols to pick up a video (or two, if you were lucky) and if you BEGGED your mom, a bag of candy was the best thing in the whole wide world. So many choices at your fingertips. Many hours of my childhood were spent huddled around our tv and awesome, new fangled VCR with a good friend watching such classics as Goonies, Dirty Dancing, Ghostbusters, April Fool’s Day, Friday the 13th and so many more classics over and over again. . I’m sure my dad would say that knowing all of the words to Breakfast Club (Bender…swoon) or Sixteen Candles or Say Anything (tell me the name of one person who didn’t want Lloyd Dobbler and I’ll show you a liar) was super useless ( I disagree, DAD!). Almost every single one of these movies changed my life It’s kind of like that moment when I was 14 and I hear Nirvana for the first time and the world stopped for me.

When I was in elementary school (I promise this will come full circle in a minute), I met someone who would become my forever friend. Considering I still keep in touch via the wonders of Facebook with my daycare teachers of yore, this may not surprise you. Elizabeth is one of those people that make the world better. I can assure you, we were hellions while in after school care. Poopy Alexis – sorry….I hope we didn’t scar you for life. But Elizabeth is this kind of person: fun, smart, kind, thoughtful, loving, and has the memory of steel. She remembers things from the way back machine and I cannot even remember what I wore yesterday. There are so many things I envy about her. And, she is thoughtful beyond all imagination. She remembers your birthday, your entire family’s birthdays, anniversaries and pretty much anything else that has happened in your life. Each of us gets a card on one of these such occasions. I still have my dad’s Father’s Day card sitting next to me as I type this. It is August. *SORRY DAD* At least I got one. He’ll get it one day. It’s the thought that counts, I guess. He knows I love him. I learned from him – I will always love you even if I don’t say it. If it changes, you’ll know.

I digress. But there is one movie. One movie that I will always love and being an adult will NOT ruin it for me when I watch it again (please don’t watch The Last Unicorn as an adult. I will not be the same for you. Let it live in your mind.) Elizabeth and I spent MANY, MANY hours of our youth watching Labyrinth.

Labyrinth Movie Poster

I bet most of you haven’t even heard of it and frankly, I say, you are missing out. This is one of my favorite movies of all time. We could probably perform the entire thing for you. I could sing every song. Labyrinth was playing the other night at one of Baltimore’s oldest and coolest theaters and guess who was there in the audience? You guessed it. Us. It was an awesome experience. Parents were there with their kids and NOTHING made me happier to know that it is being passed down. I own it (obvi) and my son has seen it several times. Albeit, the movie is a little dark (a way older man obsessed with a young girl and kidnapping her baby brother? HUH?) but boy is it clever. We lamented on how the puppeteers were s talented (check out Black Crystal or any muppet movie in addition) and lent so much more to the movie than CGI could ever do. Loving Jim Henson and his legacy also helps you love this movie even more. And David Bowie? Such a BAMF. No one else could pull off that hair, that cod piece or an owl outfit covered in glitter. A baby Jennifer Connelly? The BEST. We knew she’d be a star. We sang the songs. We recited the lines.


I felt like a kid again. I was terrific to share that with Elizabeth and L, our other friend. It is amazing how something you experienced 30 years ago could feel the exact same today. And to share it with some very special people in my life? Cannot even put words around that. So, thanks Erols. for continuing to enrich my life and experiences decades after you went out of business.

On another note – I bring to you a brief story of how I ruined a special moment for a little boy and his dad. Ugh. I am ridiculous sometimes. A ginormous mega-movie theater was just built near our house and the husband and I decided to check it out. We had to ride the elevator from the depths of the parking garage underneath this behemoth and as we were standing there FOREVER, a dad and his young son stood behind us to make their trek to the theater. Seeing as how I can never keep to myself and mind my own business, I turned around and said, “Hi! Have you ever been here before? What movie are you going to see?” Just as the dad starting throwing evil looks my way and in that moment I couldn’t shut up or stop talking about the effing movie theater. He looked at me and was like, ‘Well, it was a surprise for him. He has never been to one before.” Well, open mouth. Insert foot. Ugh. WHY. WHY. WHY do I do things like this?!!?!?!?! Husband patted me on the back and congratulated me on my good job of being a blabber mouth.