The State of Peepdom

Just when I thought last week couldn't possibly get any more overloaded and jam-packed with events, it actually did just that. From the youngest's band concert and the oldest's strings performance with the schlepping of huge instruments to/from events and lessons in between, to communal reconciliation service with the 7th grade CCD'ers and Big Hot Date with Hubs in celebration of our blessed 16th wedding anniversary. *Whew!* Can all that actually happen in one week with life puttering along as usual? Apparently yes, and it was amazing as ever.

Side note: Big Hot Date involved attending school band concert (free!), eating lunch at Chilis, and topping the date off with sky diving (Wii Sports Resort-style). We old timers really do know how to party it up good. *cough*

But the crazed madness is not quite over yet. Geez, I had to go and say that, now didn't I?

So as I sit here in my famous Orchestra Rehearsal Mom Chair blogging on my cute lil Dell mini, I bravely decided to pull out my planner to sneak a peek at the upcoming weekly schedule. What's this? 2 more concerts, client web work, and a visit to the salon - an appointment originally scheduled for last week but changed when my lovely stylist contracted H1N1. Speaking of, I'm thinking a few more lighter face-framing highlights would do this person good, maybe brighten up the Fall dreariness. But there I go digressing again.

Pampering makes the world go round.

Cardinal Rule

No matter the year, all mornings of wedding anniversaries should start with The Card Swap. And as you can see, we did just that which tells you there will be no Dog House Time this year for either of us:

Hollow WHAT?

Seems like November jumped right out from behind the sofa screaming SURPRISE! at us, which basically means hubs and I need to get moving if we're planning to celebrate that wondrous time in our lives known as the 16th Wedding Anniversary. But hold on just a minute. According to my trusted online sources, traditionally, only 5 year increments are gift-worthy after that 15 year mark. In other words, starting this year we're supposed to hold off from giving those special kind of gifts on years 16, 17, 18, etc. and save it for the all important 20, 25, 30, 35, 40, etc.

Four words: Homey don't play that.

Needing backup support, I dug further and found this site with modern day wedding anniversary gift ideas for those 'in between' years. So now guess what? Year 16 puts us with holloware, and I'm all What the heck is holloware? More research, and now I've got the perfect gift idea for the hubster: a $900 silver BOWL.

Wait... let's see, braces for child's teeth vs. big shiny bowl that might get used once a year.

Homey's rethinking the situation.

Peeping Tom

Or rather Peeping Cat captured here in digital form peering at the oldest child who is finishing her math homework. And look out - she actually looks a little miffed after being interrupted from her Neighborhood Watch Operation: