pap from myspace

i know i've been a bit stingy with the blogs as of late. my deepest and most humble apologies. of course, i have little motivation as one of my most dedicated readershas left the cesspool we fondly refer to as myspace. so really, what is the point?

we saw high school musical 3 on saturday. what an experience that was. the girls all had a great time. i think the moms did too. let me say that zac efron is definitely easy on the eyes, especially all sweaty and sans a shirt. yum. yes, i know, that was very lecherous of me, but come on, he is 21.

as for the movie itself, it really wasn't bad at all. the music was decent, the storyline was slightly less syrupy, the dance numbers were well choreographed...it wasn't the worst way to spend a saturday afternoon. there was one number that did sound a little bit like michael jackson's "smooth criminal" and the choreography was very "beat it" and "thriller".

the entire weeekend was overscheduled. we had soccer, hsm3, a birthday party that incorporated the movie trip, and my granparents' 50th anniversary party. i had very little time to do the usual weekend catch up on the housework before monday. so now i am drowning in a disastrous house and a whiny two year old.

i wish i could just blink my eyes and magically become organized. every room in the house is just cluttered and there seems like there is nowhere to put anything. everytime i sort through things and clean off tabletops and counters and file things away, two days later it is all a mess again. i need to do fall cleaning before winter. i have cobwebs in every corner of the house and i need to wash the slipcovers and living room curtains. i need to cut down some of the perennials and bring my basil plant into the house before it dies.

i also need to figure out what the heck i'm wearing to this wedding on saturday. nothing fits. i can't decide if it is hormones or i'm just fat from too many potato chips. it may be hormones, my skin is a disaster. but i could just be getting fat. hmmm. jason thinks it's the latter.

on a grandma update, there isn't much to tell. she is on oxygen about 8-10 hours a day and seems to be doing better with it. there are some days she is up and about bellowing at everyone, but there are some days when she doesn't get out of the chair.

speaking of, i need to call her.

ok, things to do, no more wasting time. i have a fridge to clean and laundry to put away.