Shawn is harassing me so I can't think of a better title than this.

Holla.

Today was a school day - for me & for my offspring.

Gotta say, it's pretty cool that my three year old and I both attend school.

Except I'm kind of jealous of the fact that she's learning things like the alphabet and I'm learning things like algebra and anatomy.

WHATYAGONNADO?

Maybe I can bribe her to do my homework for me...

Anyway.

I went and picked Rosalie up in Canby on Monday and stayed the night at my parents house.

My dad has a Traeger...if you don't know what a Traeger is, let me know and I will put you in contact with my father.

He can tell you all about it. FOR HOURS.

Okay, back to the point, my dad made ribs and asparagus on the Traeger and my mom mashed up some taters (what's taters, precious?) for dinner - it was so, so balla.

I love eating like a queen when I'm with the parentals. Wish I wouldn't have taken it for granted back in high school.

RoRo chyillin' up in Canby

I got home yesterday and made a mean Chicken Marsala for my boo-thang (the big one, not the little one).

I'm such a chef, guys.

Speaking of being a chef and eating food: I have been writing every little thing that goes into my mouth (get your mind out of the gutter) in a notebook. 

I'm doing it for a week, because that's what THIS BOOK:

has told me to do.

Now, I don't know what to do next because let's face it, 1. I'm lazy and 2. I don't wanna spoil it (AKA I haven't read it yet), but Ms. Menounos is gonna teach me about to diet and be fit.

What-chicka-what?

I'll let you know how it goes.

Anybop, not much else is going on.

My last day at Guitar Center is tomorrow - it was short lived for me working there, but it's just better for my family to have me at home. 

I hope y'all are fantastico.

PEACE.