OBX Business

I got home from my girls weekend in North Carolina late last night and it should come as no surprise that it was a GREAT weekend! I wore my navy Lisa dress for the drive and it worked out well because I met the friends at a bar when I got to town. The Lisa dress was just sassy enough for a night out and of course comfortable for the drive. See?

I think the best part of the weekend (other than the time with the friends) is our friend hooked us up big time with a beach house - and when I say beach house I mean right on top of the beach. Just steps out the back door and we were baking in the sun. We had great weather so our days were spent soaking in the sun and recovering from the night of food and drink from the night before.

The handsome man in the sexy white under shirt (he wore it all weekend long and still maintained his sexy factor) was the one who hooked us up with the beach house. He also hooked us up with the great meal on Saturday night - that pile in the middle of the table was all his idea and his doing. He cooked up a big huge pot of (huge) shrimp, corn and red potatoes with garlic cloves. It was the best dinner and perfect for a summer evening.

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I didn't get home until about 11 pm last night **YAWN** and I didn't sleep well last night but it was worth it because it was fun times at the beach with good friends!

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Oh... and a successful trip to the J.Crew outlet on my way out of town!!! Photos tomorrow...

I hate flying.

10 reasons why I hate flying:

1. Security lines... do I need to say any more?

2. Waiting in a crowded gate.

3. Waiting in a crowded gate for a delayed flight.

4. Delayed flights.

5. Waiting in a crowded gate for a delayed flight with a crying baby.

6. Mothers who shush their crying babies instead of walking them around (or feed, change, whatever) to make them feel better.

7. Sitting in a crowded gate and being forced to listen to the cute guy next to me goo and ga to his wife of how much he missed her and resisting the urge to say aww out loud.

8. Sitting in a crowded gate having to smell gross people.

9. Public bathrooms.

10. Sitting next to people who are rudely chowing on disgusting unhealthy food including smacking their lips, shoving food in their mouths, dripping the gross food all over themselves, brushing the crumbs off their big bellies, slurping their over sized soda, belching, and making very disgusting noises so loud I can' t help giving them dirty looks and resisting the urge to say eeww out loud so she can hear me.

Sweet Home...Alabama?

I am in a hotel room by myself in Atlanta Georgia watching the movie, "Sweet Home Alabama." Who loves Reese Witherspoon as much as I do?

On another note... in my quest to pack light - as in one bag for one night and no checking bags - I forgot my night gown. So ladies... I have to sleep in nothing but a thong.

Too much information? Sorry.

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Ack!! I have to pack!

It's nearly 7 PM and in exactly 12 hours I have to get in the car to take the kids to the camp bus on my way to the airport for a business trip to Atlanta.

I am on a panel called, Technology in the Hospitality Industry: What vehicles is industry using to stay connected with Generation Y? Sounds exciting doesn't it?

This is the first professional panel I have ever participated on and well if you read my blog you know that I HATE public speaking so I can't say I am looking forward to the trip. I may or may not be prepared - that's still yet to be determined and in fact it might be mid panel that I conclude one way or another of "prepared-ness."

To top it all off I have yet to even think about packing. And I suck at packing - I always WAY over pack.

The exciting part of all of this is when I get home Friday afternoon I am jumping in my car and driving to North Carolina for a girl's weekend! I won't see baby girl and bug until Monday morning because they will be at camp Friday afternoon and I won't be home until very late Sunday night.

That makes me sad.

But seeing my friends makes me happy.

It's the yin yang of it all. I hate being away from my family but I love getting away and having a break. Not to mention there is also a kick ass J.Crew outlet just minutes away from my friend's place that I will be visiting and most certainly BUYING. Do you remember when I went last year?

So it's all good. The kids always have a grand old time with dadda so they barely miss me. That makes me sad too. But knowing they are having fun with dadda makes me happy.

See... yin and yang.

An intervention is needed.

I read in STAR magazine last night that Lindsay Lohan has a $2000 a day constant companion who is with her 24 hours a day - sleeps in her guest room - who is there for her to make sure she's not doing drugs and drinking.

I need one of these.

I need someone to just hang out with me to tell me to step away from the Swedish Fish or the potato chips when I am tempted. "Just step away, Kerry" is all they have to say and if I am desperate they can drag my ass away.

Seriously.

I am trying to stop eating sugar. It's not hard... it's fucking hard! I NEED sugar - not every day but maybe every other day. Not a lot just a little. OK maybe more than a little - a moderate amount would do just fine. But I DO need it.

And can someone please tell me WHY I love potato chips so much? All flavors and kinds. I enjoy the cheap ones and the gourmet kind just the same. And I can't just have a few... I have to eat the whole damn bag or it will haunt me.

See? I need an intervention.

Maybe hypnosis will work... do you think?

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I almost cheated on my J.Crew

Before dinner tonight (we went out for it) I went out for the mail and found the new Boden catalog. I skimmed through it quickly and as I did I started to feel really guilty. I thought to myself - love this stuff ... can't wait to SHOP!

I saw several cute as can be skirts, sweaters, dresses... Oh, the dresses! I knew I would be cheating on my love first thing in the morning. Not that my first love .. J. Crew of course wasn't still doing it for me ... of course I'm still hot for my J.Crew! With my Lisa dress there really could be no other but.... Boden... was looking pretty good to me.

As I walked into the restaurant with a warm tingle - you know that feeling, right? Warm tingle ... the tingle of love... but this time for another. Oh, the shame... I couldn't wait to get home for a second peak at the catalog. The Boden catalog. And as soon as I got home I poured myself a glass of wine and headed up stairs for a second - private peak at my potential new love.

I settled onto the bed ready... page 1... then page 2... 3...4...5... and then I realized there is no other love for me. What I thought was there in that brief time when I flipped quickly through the Boden catalog was nothing that would ever compare to my first love, my true love, my J.Crew!

Imagine... I almost cheated! Sure I found a dress I like that I will probably order but it will never ever replace MY J.Crew.

And to think I almost cheated...

No longer momma...

Ever since my children have been able to talk I've been "Momma" to them.

Mr. even calls me "Momma."

I always thought I'd be a "mommy" but I was a "Momma" to them.

My daughter called me "Momma" first and then my son.

They call Mr. "Dadda" - not daddy - "Dadda."

A sad thing happened over the weekend.

A very sad, sad thing.

Somehow I became... MOM.

How'd that happen?

Overnight - I stopped being Momma and started being "MOM."

I noticed my daughter was calling Mr. "Dad" instead of Dadda first and then she turned to me and said, "Mom, gjhfgoseierytshgjlsfglsdhgooartaehsd."

I didn't hear what she said to me after she called me, "Mom."

I think I might have yelled at her when she called me that. I think I might have said, "I am NOT "MOM" I am Momma! Got it?!"

My baby girl is growing up and it's a very sad thing.

Bug is still my bug-a-boo though... he still calls me Momma - but for how long?

Will he start with the MOM soon too?

How could I have let this happen?

Where did the last 8 1/2 years go?

Where'd my sweet baby girl go?

And who is this big girl calling me MOM?

What's next? Boooyyyysss?????

Nooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!