Life is Good.
Okay, so technically I'm not in Motor City, I'm actually in Canada. Yes, I needed my passport for this exotic little vacation my husband sent me on. He's a good one, my man. He gave me his ticket to tonight's national championship game.
He gave it to me because he knew that, though I may not be the world's biggest sports fan (who's playing? Who cares?), I am a big fan of
- time alone
- time with my dad
- listening to Oprah talking about motherhood (umm, what made Oprah an expert on motherhood, exactly?) when I would normally be wiping butts and cooking dinner.
Woo-hoo!! Go State! Go Heels! Go Canada!
Oh, and a big thanks to my mom for helping Ben with the butt-wiping and dinner-making while I'm gone.
Now, I wonder what John & Kate are up too...