Updates on the sick kids? Cait is better and back at daycare. Eddie stopped throwing up at about 10:00 last night but hardly slept a wink, so he’s home with Grandpa. (Goodbye $40)

The real reason for this post is that my 100th entry is fast approaching and I want to do something fun. I’ve already done my 100 facts list, so I was thinking that it might be fun to have you people out there ask me some questions. Anything you want to know? I’ll answer it ! Ask me as many questions as you want!

You can leave your questions in a comment or email them to me at crazylittlethingcalledlife at gmail dot com

I will post questions and answers sometime next week.

Come on! Get started!!

Ed drove me to work today which afforded me the opportunity to do one of my favorite things….people watch. It amazes me how people are lured in to this false sense of privacy while they’re in their vehicles. In the 20 minutes we were in the car I saw:

o a man reading the news paper
o a man gingerly stroking his moustache, no doubt marveling at his manliness in that he can grow facial hair
o a woman talking on the phone and applying mascara
o several people in animated phone conversations
o a man shouting in to a walkie talkie style phone while holding a cigarette and steering with his other hand
o The DHL delivery guy attempting to light is cigarette while wearing his leather delivery gloves

As I was watching (and pointing and laughing in my mind) it occurred to me that people are probably doing the same thing to me on a daily basis. I too, for some reason, feel completely uninhibited when I’m in my car.

Here is a random sampling of the things you may see me doing on any number of (ok, probably most) days:

• Turning around frantically to make sure that I actually did drop both kids off at daycare
• Jamming to The Wiggles because it didn’t occur to me to change the CD after dropping the kids off
• Laughing hysterically at (and talking back to) Howard Stern
• Singing at the top of my lungs to either Meatloaf or The Monkees while pretending that I won a contest to be able to sing on stage with them because I know ALL of their lyrics
• Screwing around with my satellite radio (and not looking at the road) because I have horrible reception
• Filing through 100 CD’s (while not looking at the road) to find “the perfect one”
• Having my own animated phone conversation while trying to hide the fact that I’m even on the phone because I don’t have a hands free device.
• Running my fingers through my hair to determine whether or not I brushed it after my shower
• Sniffing my armpits to make sure I am properly deodorized
• And oh crap….did I brush my teeth? I really need to be more organized. I check out my teeth in the rear view mirror
• Trying to figure out how I am going to eat the pumpkin muffin from Starbuck’s that is full of cream cheese without making a huge mess
• Cleaning up the smeared cream cheese from said muffin from the side of my face

But you can’t see me anyway. Right?

If I do not get this for my birthday, I will be highly disappointed. I can not remember being more excited about anything for quite some time.

I had to wear a trendy bank issued polo shirt to work today, along with a pair of khaki shorts. I wasn’t completely comfortable with the way I looked so I asked Ed for his opinion. Want to know what it was?

“You look like a gym teacher.”

He’s charming, huh?

Can I just tell you that I love my sitemeter? I LOVE it!! I love knowing who reads my blog and when, even if they don’t leave me a note. I feel all like “WOW!! People DO care what I have to say!!” What a great thing to install, and to think, I never even knew it was there! (or that people could see me lurking on their blogs like 5 times a day. Ha)

I will write and post pictures from Kenny Rogers and the birthday party this evening.

TTFN!