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Maddie and I welcomed 2008 by kissing our shared date. He’s a very lucky lad even if he does need to be constantly reminded of this. He’s laughing because I licked him. As far as personal space violations go I think he had it easy. I’m the one who was sniffed earlier in the evening.

Yes, sniffed.

Drunk people tend to overlook personal space rules, which is normally fine but when my ponytail is picked up and sniffed I tend to get a little creeped out. However, I coped with a bottle of wine and felt much better.

I hope everyone had a great night!

Little AK’s birthday was a wild success. I drank good wine, had chocolate cake and heard 15 kids screeching all at once, reminding me I’m no where near ready for parenthood. Luckily I had the foresight to take Advil in advance.

My favorite part of the party took place this morning, long after I’d gone home.

Mrs. AK: “Go get the Hannah Montana doll so I can open it for you.”

Little AK: “I thought Daisy’s Sarah took it home.”

Mrs. AK: “You mean Arlo?”

Little AK: “Oh yeah, I mean Arlo.”

I love the way kids think! I belong to Daisy and not the other way around. And that she didn’t question Arlo stealing her toys, and in fact sort of expected it.

Last night I had dinner with Arlo and the AK’s. AK made his famous mozza ball soup. Yup, I ate balls for dinner, and in typical sophomoric fashion I giggled through the entire meal.

I showed up in jeans but quickly shed them for a pair of comfy pink pj pants. I’m not in the habit of taking my pj’s everywhere, but the AK’s are family so it’s perfectly acceptable to opt for comfort over cute.

AK was quite concerned when I didn’t put my jeans back on to leave. “Sarah, it’s snowing out there. If you get in a wreck you will have to go to the hospital wearing that!”He was horrified at the thought. So I did something completely out of character: I drove slow.

I went to brunch today with Mrs. AK and Little AK. While we were (im)patiently waiting for our pancakes Little AK made her daily list of things to do.

1. Be cute
2. Wear pink
3. Laugh at Arlo
4. Laugh at Ben
5. Be smart
6. Don’t whine
7. Watch Hannah Montana

After reading her list I realized we have the exact same day planned, excluding Hannah Montana of course, as I had already planned to watch Gilmore Girls.

Our Thanksgiving dinner was amazing, even if we did forget a green salad. But as Ben said, “It’s just filler. Why waste stomach room on salad?” The entire day was so much fun, even the parts where I learned stuff from Arlo… like how to make gravy. Ben and I made the mashed potatoes, Mormon style–which means lots and lots of fatty ingredients and a Book of Mormon on the kitchen counter for luck.Unfortunately, AK ended up out of the country on a business trip so he wasn’t able to be there in person, but thanks to Skype video he was able to supervise our activities. He didn’t have a lot of faith in our kitchen skills and made sure we knew where the fire extinguisher was at all times. No, seriously.Mrs. AK, however, didn’t need any supervision. Her turkey was perfect! Can’t wait until next year!

I have so much to be thankful this year…

I’m thankful I have loving and loyal friends who are family to me. Especially Mrs. AK, who despite being British, planned an all-American Thanksgiving feast complete with a child’s place setting for Ben.Speaking of family, even though my parents decided to spend the holiday amongst drug dealers and elderly vacationers, I’m extremely thankful I have both a mom and a dad. I’m also thankful I have such cool brothers, a sister-in-law that I adore, and the most amazing niece and nephew in the entire world.

I could on, but I won’t. There’s cooking to be done. Granted I’ll just be watching, but watch I shall! Obviously I’ll be paying closer attention to our Canadian friend’s ass, than I will any food preparation, but have complete faith he won’t poison me. I think.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!

AK and Mrs. AK threw a brilliant Halloween party this year. Forgetting that their friends who own Bad Ass Coffee would be there, I dressed up as a Starbucks barista, complete with a venti cup of red wine! And so the competition began. Steve was a great sport and posed for some pictures. Sadly, the best photos of the night won’t be posted.

Why?

Because the hot man in an apron spanking me with a spatula didn’t want them posted. I can’t blame him though, as he was without clothes under the apron. Oy!