I'm usually a three-times-a-week kinda girl (stay on target; I'm talking about blogging here), but that pesky phenomenon known as real life is getting in my way.
We are off on a final road trip holiday before the baby comes (Italy, Germany, Switzerland) in two weeks' time and I haven't made a single booking yet. Eeek.
I have a stack of papers to fill in (in French) for admittance to the hospital to have the baby which I haven't started yet (no worries, can always have this one in the bathtub at home, I think I have the process down pat now).
We have no nursery for the new bub.
Things are starting to catch up with me so I thought I'd just pop in and mention that it will be a bit slow around here the next two weeks, not to mention the two weeks after that when we are en vacance.
In an effort to beg your forgiveness, here is some awesomeness sent to me by Claire at Pinky-ing. Seems that Mr. Cooper, as well as being dashing and able to wash towels on his own stomach, can speak French. Thanks for thinking of us, Claire!
Bradley is starting to give Hugh Jackman a run for his money. This surprise nicely counter-balanced my discovery of this video clip of Sean Connery.
You know that disappointed feeling you got when you found out Santa Claus wasn't real? Like that.
The interviewer's smug comments at the end really irked me too. Of course we haven't heard any complaints from his wife - she doesn't want to get smacked across the chops for her effort.
Here's to men who can handle women having the last word without resorting to the five-finger sandwich. Have a great week everyone!