Not - Coffee and Catsup, that would be gross. CATCH UP, as in, I am so slacking lately on the blogging stuff.
I am drinking my hot cup of Joe and enjoying a few moments of peace and quiet before both boys erupt again at each other. I hope I can type this FAST.
If you were here with me drinking coffee...... I would apologize profusely about my attire (PJ's) and the boys' attire and the state of my home and the attitudes and non-stop bickering and rather than go on and on I might just suggest that you wear a blind fold... and ear plugs. Just kidding, that might be wierd.
Anyway, I would tell you I had a fabulous/exhausting weekend and urge you to settle in so I can tell you all about it. My night out in the city with
my sis was AMAZING. (I linked to her
new blog, she just posted for the first time yesterday. Head over there and say hello!!!) We ate at a swanky steak house, drank two bottles of wine, chatted with her co-workers (past and present) and talked and laughed and tried to look sophisticated. (Wow, I just had a hard time trying to spell that. My brain needs more coffee... How about you, do you need another cup yet?)
Then I would complain to you about how awful I felt Saturday morning and most of the day, actually. And we would laugh about the fact that we don't bounce back like we used to. But it still didn't stop me from zooming home to take the boys to the Farm show, like I promised them that I would.
They had fun... I think. Chase has been a little moody and doesn't seem to be enjoying himself no matter what we do. It makes me livid that he has such a sense of entitlement. I want him to appreciate the things that we do DO for him instead of focusing on the things that we don't. He was sulking most of the day because we wouldn't buy him ice cream or a hot dog or any of the other junk food there. And Dylan was mad about the fact that we had to put him in jeans, long sleeves and shoes. He had these same issues in the spring when we had to switch to shorts and sandals. He gets so attached to his clothing.
I got only a few photos to share... since we were all in a bit of a funk.

Thank goodness for the chickens. Dylan was so excited to see them and keep bellowing cock-a-dooda-dooooooooo.
We would get another cup of coffee and I would mention that on Sunday we had an appointment with our
photographer/friend Carrianne who is soooooo busy that we had a hard time sneaking in an appointment. But we did, and it went great, miraculously. Dylan was freaking out again when we put jeans and shoes and long sleaves on, but the sweater vest sent him into total hysterics. That combined with his recent shyness and bouts of stranger anxiety, I was certain that it would be a disaster. But, Carrianne is a true professional and he was like putty in her hand. He did everything she asked, willinglyish. Candy corn may have been involved, but STILL. AMAZING.

This is the only picture I got of him in his cute little outfit (that he HATED) spinning around in his swing. Oh, and speaking of swings, Chase learned how to swing... FINALLY. After years of urging him to pump his legs, he finally put it all together. And man, can he swing now - YAY! Which frees me up to take lots of pictures - DOUBLE YAY :D
So, that should about catch you up on what has been going on around here. Oh wait, have you been watching Dancing?? Isn't it good this year? Michael Bolton is history, don't you think? Can't wait to find out tonight. I really enjoyed the company and having coffee with you! Head on over to
Amy's place for more coffee.
See you next Tuesday (if I remember :D) same time, same place!