Who knew Disney would be so awesome?

When Dan suggested we bring the girls to Disney for a week, I was “eh” on the idea. We drove (so dreading that was a huge part of the lack of excitement) 15 hours to Orlando, but even that wound up being kind of fun. And now that we have been here for a week, I have to admit it is one of the best ideas Dan has ever had. 😉

The girls have been in HEAVEN the entire time. Meeting all the princesses and characters. Going on silly rides, watching little shows and parades, eating horribly unhealthy things … this is little kid Mecca.

Here are a few photos. More when we get back.

WTF? Wednesday

Since when did dogs get so fancy and important? I was booking our dogs at the kennel and they asked me if I would like to pay extra for “5-star service”. I had already booked them in a “climate-controlled room” with a patio, so I was curious to hear what was better than that. You know, for a DOG.

Their 5-star service included extra playtime, special treats (graham crackers with mashed potatoes and meat – yuk) and … being READ A STORY AT BEDTIME.

WTF?!

It’s a Gaga holiday

Yes, I know I haven’t posted in forever. It’s not that I don’t think to … there just seems to be no time lately. More soon, but for now please enjoy the gingerbread house my department put together for a contest we are having here at the office. Inspired by Lady Gaga’s workshop at Barneys.

P.S. I can take little to no credit for this. I bought the stuff, and came up with the Lady Gaga theme, but my idea was to cover the entire house in meat. Our web designer Agustin was the creative force behind this beauty.

Strawberry Shortcake has slutty friends

I was online ordering a cute little Strawberry Shortcake costume for Scarlett, and came across several previously unknown friends of Ms. SS.

Meet Blueberry Muffin …

and Lemon Meringue …

This is the kind of stuff that bothers you when you become a mother to daughters.

It’s like “just wait, Scarlett … when you grow up, you can be this Strawberry Shortcake!”

It’s going to be an X-rated Halloween

Anabella and I recently went to my friend Kathy’s house for a playdate … kind of a last hoo-rah before first grade started last week. Everyone at Kathy’s house is crazy about Halloween, so her daughter Lauren pulls out some catalogs to look at Halloween costumes. I am flipping though a catalog, with Anabella looking over my shoulder, when I come to this:

Anabella slams her finger down on the page, “I want to be that for Halloween!” she said. “But what is it?”

“It’s a peacock,” I said.

“A pink COCK?” Turns to Lauren. “I’m going to be a PINK COCK for Halloween.”

Of course, if I was a grown up, I would have corrected her calmly and that would have been that. But no. Kathy and I look at each other and bust out laughing so hard we were crying. Anabella begins repeating herself because this is oh-so funny.

And then, completely ignoring the children and thinking only of the first week discipline reports that came home from kindergarten, I turn to Kathy and say “Hi, I’m going as a PINK COCK for Halloween.” More hysterical laughing followed until we finally regained composure and tried to repair the situation by sounding out PEA-COCK to Anabella several times.

Luckily the pink cock joke didn’t rear it’s head (hahaha … get it?) again.

Then of course I find out this isn’t a peacock after all, but a flamingo.

WTF Wednesday

Just when I thought the Hoffsicle was the strangest thing I had seen lately, this comes in the mail.

She’s not a toy, people. She’s a FINE COLLECTIBLE. And when you get your creepy baby in the mail, you can personalize her hospital bracelet. (All the crazy people are doing it.)