My thoughts this week.

Yes, it's been awhile. Here are some things you've been missing from my brain:

American Idol.

What happened to you David Archuleta? I had such high hopes for you! Now, I voted for you this week only because I was worried that you weren't going to make it until next week. Come on, let's make it work. I really don't want to have to say, "It's not me, It's you."

Blue Legs.

I'm happy to report BLS (Blue Leg Syndrome) is no more. Now if we can just do something about his super tantrums and his unfortunate clawing of Sabrena's eyeballs.

I'm totally not embarrassed to say:

I have been waiting until it was socially exceptable for me to admit that I truly want to play Dungeons and Dragons. Yesterday NPR did a segment on D&D (so deliciously called) and I am using that as my opening to invite anyone who would like to venture into a world of geeky magic to join me on a quest of ...some word that sounds medieval. I would love to set something up. Come on. I know that I am not the only person who is the slightest bit curious about it. What's all the fuss about? We will never know unless we try.

Everyone loves Raymond.

I don't.

Erie Adventure.

This week David and I are flying to Erie, PA to look for houses for our big move in July. I'm nervous. Mostly about the separation anxiety I am bound to have with Miles, but also about the whole home buying process. I have mixed emotions about the whole thing. Any advice? From anyone?

Our new friends The Keiths.

Thanks to our friends The Keith family for letting us stay with them for a full week while we are in Erie. Soooo nice. I hope we can be nice to the next round of med students when the time comes. Thanks David and Julie.

The Mangums.

I'm so glad Sabrena and Danny live downstairs. It's so nice to have them around. Thanks for putting up with us.

The Children's Museum.

I think this is worth a whole post by itself. I'll get on that.

My husband.

I love him. I really do. Sometimes I just want to grab him and squeeze him. (I said that with clenched fists.)

Weight Watchers.

I'm doing it. Only, I'm not paying for it. I can't wait to get all hot. I bet it's awesome to be a trophy wife.

Edward Cullen. I just remembered something odd... Has anyone ever noticed how often Stephenie Meyer uses the phrase "lips pressed into a hard line." I think it's strange. Every time I read it I press my lips into a hard line to see what she means, but I still don't know. Aly Cain does though.

That's all.