Wait....TODAY is Friday?

My "Kydanism" is kind of lame today, but I still got a kick out of it anyway....

Walking into the house yesterday, I opened the door, only to find Kydan on the other side, saying, "Wait Mommy. Slam my face into the door!" What? "Slam my face into the door?" "Why would I do that?" His only was reply was to walk away from me and sigh in exasperation. I really don't get that kid.

So I logged on today to find that SIX people have signed up to follow my blog. That is amazing in itself, but what really boggled my mind was that my blog was looked at SIXTY-TWO TIMES!!!! That means that there are several people either A) interested in my life but don't want me to know that they are interested or B) interested in my life but don't want OTHER people to know that they are interested. Option B is probably more likely because there are definitely times that I wouldn't want people to know that I know me, but I haven't had much success in hiding that fact.

I also had a good friend tell me that she is following my "bloggy thingy" but she isn't logged on as such. I'm assuming that by "bloggy thingy" she meant this blog, but that girl is crazy so she could mean anything. And then there is my secret friend "Revitiman" who is awesome enough to leave me my very first comment, but I have no idea who you are. It's a crazy fun secret shared by me and 6 of my friends. Or 62 of my friends, depending on how you look at it.

So I'm leaving for Arizona today. I'm not sure how that crept up on me so fast. My brother is getting married, so you would think this would be pretty high on my radar, but I just realized that I have about 32 loads of laundry to do, dogs to get a sitter for, children to pack for grandma's house, baseball games to prepare for so grandma can take them (still praying for a rainout), shoes to find that match the dress I'm going to wear, (currently I am going barefoot, yes I'm serious) make 4 phone calls for work and pack. I'm sure I'm forgetting a bunch of stuff, but it's ok because I won't remember it until I'm on the plane anyway so I don't have to worry about it now.

I know this will devastate many of you, but I won't be able to blog again until next Tuesday. I know those of you who admit to being my friend will survive, but it is my secret friends that I worry about. I think they might be fragile. I know I will have tons to write about though, as I'm pretty sure my family invented dysfunctional. Thanks everyone for saving me from blogging solely to my one friend. I love her dearly, and she doesn't need all of that pressure.