Earlier today my little family and I got home from a great weekend in Dallas at dotMOM (Chattanooga, you’re next). We had such a good time except for a two-hour window on Friday morning when I had to ask my fellas to please leave the room for a little while because I was feeling overwhelmed by some pesky details that were making me want to close the drapes and crawl back in bed and pretend like my only responsibilities for the day were watching Bravo and eating bacon.
But alas, it all turned out just fine. dotMOM is such a laid-back, joyful event, and I was so happy to be there – even if the Dallas water and my hair didn’t like each other AT ALL.
Seriously. I will forever remember dotMOM Dallas as the time when I got me a word and a serious case of the flathead.
And even though this post is going to be short because I’m trying to watch the Oscars and type at the same time, I just want to document the fact that there’s one more thing that I’ll never forget about the weekend: sitting in the airport early this morning and seeing this week’s New York Times Best Sellers list for the first time.
As you can imagine, #27 just thrills me to pieces. I am OBNOXIOUSLY proud of Mrs. Big Mama (if you haven’t picked up on that already).
So anyway. Now I’m going to finish watching the Oscars (for the record, I have seen two movies this year – I am hardly up-to-speed on the nominees) and try to catch up on some sleep. But I’m happy to say that between the weekend and seeing Mel on that little list up there, my heart is oh-so-full.
Hope y’all had a great weekend!
p.s. Tonight’s awards have left me convinced that Hugh Jackman just might be the kindest, most gracious person in the whole world.
p.p.s. Daniel Day-Lewis may be the runner-up.
p.p.p.s. Adele’s hair is perfection.
p.p.p.p.s. I believe that is all.