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Saturday Fence Repair Project:

4 Bags of Quickrete- $8.00

2 New Fence Panels- $65.00

2 New Fence Posts- $28.00

Loading the 8 foot posts into your subcompact hatchback, propped up on the dash, a few inches from your head, and holding them with your right arm so they don't scuff the dash- PRICELESS

For Emily. And me.

Straight No Chaser. Know what I love about these guys? I think their exactly my age. Enjoy.

Teen Sensation Medley


Sitcom Medley


My introduction to the group: 12 days of Christmas

A Christmas Story, The Response Post

First let me say, WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH PEOPLE CALLING ME OUT ON THEIR BLOGS?!

Where's the Christmas love, people?

Will someone please just let me borrow this freakin' Christmas movie about some kid with a gun and maybe I'll understand what is so significant about the hideous lamp sitting in Jessica's living room? I mean, I know we have slightly different tastes in decor, Jess, but seriously. That thing is gawd-awful.

And Emily. Chick, you just had to give in, didn't you? You're supposed to be the strong one. Now, I have to sign up for yet another thing that is just going to get me in more trouble for not keeping up with to others' liking. Technology is taking over my life. Where do you people find the time for it all?

I think I have come to the conclusion that none of you sleep. You just don't. There's is no way that you can read your book club book, Twitter, blog (on multiple blogs, I might add), Facebook, text constantly, drink Starbucks, shop, wrap gifts, watch your DVR and still have time to work and deal with your children. Mine's not even here yet and I'm worn out already.

Thus readers, I will try my very hardest to meet all of your expectations by the New Year. But this weekend, I'm doing nothing but propping up my freakishly swollen feet (I have to by Crocs, people!) and finally finishing the 913 thank you cards and Christmas newsletters I need to send out. Hmmm... Can you send a Christmas greeting via Twitter or text and it be just as meaningful? I'm sure my Grandmother would understand since she and I are the only people on the entire planet that only use our phones to (gasp) CALL people.

Dear Book Club,

I pinky swear to read the assigned books if we can go here, sometime.

It's like Sprinkles, only local.

Puh-leeeease???....

Virus? Is there a prescription for that?

Sorry for the lack of posting the past couple of weeks. I'm sure you're all in suspense of the latest Blais' happenings. Rest assured that blogging will continue once we get our computer back from the Geek Squad. Nathan and I broke down and took it in yesterday to fix a virus or whatever on it.

According to the guy behind the counter with greasy hair and glasses from the 1970's, "It's a nasty one." I believe he then mumbled something about it "Being popular with the kids this season." Whatever Buddy! Just fix it. This (insert air quotes) virus (insert air quotes again) you speak of is causing me not to be able to keep up with Brooke's tweats and Jessica's important emails about Britney Spears. Not to mention, now that I have absolutely no connection to the outside world, I have had time to complete 11! Thank You cards already. That! is a prob-lem.

PS to greasy hair geek guy: Can I take a spin in your ride? I think your Bugs are kinda hip. Your see-through shirt with no undershirt however...

I'm a genius! Jessica said so.

Wanna know what I've been doing the past couple of weeks? This. It's pretty much been my every evening and too many hours during work than I would care to admit. I loved every minute of it. I'm kind of sad it's over.

This was probably the most fun I've had planning a baby shower to date. I think it's because the theme was sooo, sooo? Jessica! I have to give most credit for the theme idea to my fellow party planning genius, Brooke. The second reason this was one of my favorites. Shower planning with her makes everything so much easier. She and I like to think that we have impeccable taste and almost always we like the exact same things. And. And! I didn't cry even once! I ALWAYS cry at least once during an event planning opportunity. That's huge, folks. Ask my husband.

I'm excited that it's over because that means that Jess' little Baby Colton (I refuse to say "Colt" until my Titans beat Indianapolis the last game of the season) is gonna be here super soon. I'm disappointed that the shower has passed because now I no longer have an excuse for not writing the thank you cards for my shower the week before.

Congratulations Jess! I hope you enjoyed your special day as much as I enjoyed hosting it for you. And as much as I enjoyed the leftover pumpkin bread with cream cheese icing. Yum!

A few of my favorite pics from the day:

Hehe. Behind that logo is my big clock that has been set to 9:40 for the past two months. Nathan and I had plans to change the batteries when the time changed for Daylight Savings. I figured it would just be easier to put a big green circle over it.

(Note: almost a week after the shower, it's still there.)

My Starbaby Chalkboard. I LOVED doing this. Nathan said it was good enough that I should work at Starbucks. I told him I would if the chalk dust didn't make my contact lenses suction permanently to my eyeballs. (This is also still sitting in my dining room. I can't bring myself to take it down and erase it.)

Note to self: Preggos should NEVER wear big green aprons. Ever.

All of these people love Jessica. I've never seen my living room shrink so fast.

Birthday Love

Nothing says Happy Birthday like a super sweet card from your husband in the front seat of your car before leaving for work. Except maybe a SpotBot. Or a piece of cheesecake the size of your head.