Why do I have grilled cheese in my hair?

An update: I've been persevering with the slightly irritating Core Rhythms program. I truly find it grating on the level of nails on a chalkboard or Rod Stewart songs, however, I've found a way to stomach the encouragement of the Spandex Twins (remember that episode of Saved By the Bell? I know you do.) I mute the media player and blast Girl Talk's new album. Not entirely kid-friendly...but since the majority of my "working out" gets done while the kiddos nap, no harm no foul. And it seems to be working. I will not (sorry Emma) show pictures of my midsection, but suffice to say I feel rather awesome. Even if I only do it once or twice a week. Maybe. I mean, I don't think anyone would ever mistake me for an abdominal model, but OH MY GOD, THE ORANGE CRAYON SEGMENT IS PLAYING ON SESAME STREET!

Sorry. That one is just so, so good.

I've just enrolled in a fall class at Chicago Dramatists for playwrights developing new works! Which is terrific, excepting the fact that I need to actually write more stuff to, you know, develop. I have a month. Any plot ideas? And yes, Kate, I already wrote that one down.

Started with a new gal today at work! She joined my dude Jack for a nanny share of sorts, which is both really fun and really exhausting. Two year old times two? Whee! Turns out, even the most mellow toddler will want something intensely once she sees her peer have it. That includes cheddar bunnies, blue cups, a green Croc and a diaper change. I was surprised at that last one, too. I called my Mom to thank her (for she had two year old twins at one point as well as a nine and ten year old), even though Emily insists she was a joy and so easy to take care of. Rachel makes no such claims, and Kate is probably rolling her eyes at this very moment. And me? I know I was a handful.

Just got my Hampshire College hoodie in the mail! It's been six years since I graduated, why not start having some alumnae pride? (45 bucks worth.) It's a very cool blueish gray color with straight up writing on the front. (No matter how much I understand that the Hampshire tree is a very intricate design with tons of meaning, it still looks like a pot leaf on the hoodie.) It's quite nice. It is also quite huge. I got the smallest adult size, what was I thinking? Should've gone with the largest kid size, even though it's a zipped hoodie with a hand-drawn flower and the phrase "It's okay to think outside the box." P.J. told me the hoodie looks cute anyhow, which was NOT what I was going for in college and is CERTAINLY not what I'm going for now. I've always tried for "devastating," although I'd settle for "fly."

Maybe I should show him some of my Core Rhythms moves.