CS/33-34

Another day on the Upper West Side, another day of location shooting for "Law & Order." Today we came across a small to-do on the corner of Amsterdam and 96th, which turned out to be remnants of an actual fight between what looked like some middle school kids. Trying to bypass it as quickly as possible, we crossed the street only to see a ton of director's chairs labeled "L&O" set up outside the Famous Famiglia pizza place and the joint packed with crew members. As we kept walking, we passed both Jeremy Sisto and Anthony Anderson as they headed back toward the set. Not the most exciting of celebrities, unless you're "L&O" fans of course (hi Mom and Dad!).

NOT TO BE MY DOWNFALL

Not one day after I designated February as the month I was going to try to limit, if not give up entirely, refined carbohydrates and sugar, Adrian bought the following during two different supermarket visits: a (large) bag of nacho cheese Doritos, a bag of peanut butter M&M's, a (large) bag of Kettle brand potato chips, a tub of chocolate chip cookies, a (small) blueberry pie, two croissants, and a bag of frozen Tater Tots. Seems like he designated January, or at least the last two weeks, as "got Junk Food?" month. Lord, do I have struggles ahead.

YES, I'M ALIVE

I know I need to write so that you don't throw your hands up in disgust and leave this site forever, but I was really hoping to ease back into it with a theme month. Something along the lines of gratitude month or do something every day you hate month, but here it is January 15 and it's the middle of the month. And if you know me, you know that every bite of apple pie a la mode has to have the perfect proportion of pie and ice cream, so there is no way I'm going to start a theme month on the 15th. The theme month will have to wait until February. In the meantime, you're stuck with the typical daily adventures. Like how today, Adrian's parents wanted to flake on their babysitting duties because they said it was too cold, so Adrian had to bust out the "but it's our anniversary" card and they rushed right on over. Or how something about our recent trip aged Jack so that he definitely isn't a baby anymore. We were probably so busy rushing around the state of California for three weeks that we didn't see he had officially entered toddlerhood. He confidently walks around our house now and he's getting so tall and he's babbling like a maniac and he even has this new laugh. He's just too much.