NKOTB mania

It's back, my friends. In a big way.

Tonight, for example, the New Kids on the Block were at the Best Buy in Burbank signing autographs for the 650 fans who pre-ordered their new CD from that store, which went on sale this morning at 10 a.m. I did not order the CD, so I didn't have a special pass to get to wait in the ridiculously long line to get their autograph, but I was in the store when they got there.

My friend, Jenn, and I had planned to go down there to get a glimpse this evening. To do so, we were going to meet Chris for dinner after work (since he works in Burbank) at Olive Garden, which is in the same shopping plaza as the Best Buy. Jenn couldn't make it, as her hubby's out of town and her 9-month-old seems to be teething and was inconsolable this afternoon.

Emma and I met Chris for dinner, then we got finished and Emma wanted desperately to ride home with Daddy. So Chris said it was fine for me to go ahead to Best Buy to see if I could see my guys. So I went over and found that I wasn't the only one who had the idea. I made friends with a few other ladies who were doing the same thing as me. We chatted and stood by the laptops pretending to shop so we could try to get a good view of the guys as they came in.

There was a little confusion as to where they were coming in, but when they did come through, it was pandemonium. Holy crap. You've never seen 30- and 40-year-old ladies pushing and shoving each other around like that unless it was the day after Thanksgiving at the mall. Craziness.

Since I'm short, I couldn't get very good photos, but I talked a nice Best Buy employee into getting up close and getting me some good photos. It was awesome. Here are some of the pics he got for me.
Here are all the photos from my time at Best Buy this evening. It was tons of fun. I felt like a teeny-bopper again, all squealy and giddy.

I can't wait to go to the concert in October!

That's all for now. More later.

Bingo!

OK, so I can't say much about my experience, but I can tell you that I did tape an episode of Bingo America. I don't know when it will air, but if/when I find out, I'll let you all know.

Richard Karn was very nice. Amy, you should know that I wore the long necklace I just bought from you, and we he came over near us before we started shooting, he commented on it. So yay for that! :) And for all you other readers, if/when you watch the show and you see my necklace, you can order similar or other beautiful jewelry from Amy Cornwell Designs.

That's all for now. More later.

The Lock and the Frantic Mommy

Let me preface this story by saying that Emma knows Daddy doesn't take any guff and that Mommy will take said guff longer than him. Today I decided to that I shouldn't take it as long as I normally do. Which is where our story begins. (Keep in mind that some of this is purely speculation on my part, but I'm pretty sure I'm spot on.)

As I put Emma down for a nap, I told her that she needs to stay in bed and that if she opened the door one time I would come in there and smack her hand. I kissed her and told her to have a good nap and closed the door.

I heard her through the monitor moving around and playing in her room for probably an hour, and then I heard it. She opened the door. I put down the footrest on my chair, which makes noise. I heard her scramble around and close the door as I made my way to her room, and as I put my hand on the knob and tried to turn it, I discovered it was locked.

I knocked loudly on the door and told Emma to unlock the door. She immediately started crying (because she knew that she shouldn't have locked the door). I pounded on the door some more (because, honestly, that's a scary feeling not being able to get to my child) and yelled for Emma to unlock the door. She kept saying, "Not right now." We went on like this for what seemed like forever, which was probably only about 3-5 minutes.

Finally, at Chris' suggestion, I tried to calmly talk her through unlocking the door. The first few times I asked her to please unlock the door, she said, "Not right now." Finally she unlocked the door, and I went into her room. I picked her up and hugged her and told her to never, ever do that again because it scared Mommy.

I put her back in her bed and told her it was time to take a nap. She napped without incident.

That's all for now. More later.

Game show

I can't go into details about my day today (for legal reasons), but I spent the day waiting in a freezing cold room with no windows and with 5 other women to film for a game show. There were 6 of us total, and they were filming 5 shows today. After arriving at 7:15 a.m. and waiting all day in the room - with no cell phones, since they took them away from us when we got there - I found out around 6:00 p.m. or so that I was not going to film today and will need to come back at 7:15 a.m. Wednesday morning to film then. Then I had to wait for another hour or so until I could leave the premises. UGH. Talk about frustrating.

Exciting news about the show, though. Richard Karn (Al Borland from "Home Improvement") is the new host, so I'll get to meet him! :)

So anyway, that was my day. I got up and left before Emma woke up, and I almost didn't make it home before she went to bed. But she got to spend a fun day with Daddy, and I hear they had a great time. I'm glad for that.

That's all for now. More later.

Call me crazy, but: Being sequestered in a room with only a few other people is probably a little taste of what it's like in hell.

Total failure

My intent to blog more has really not worked out well, has it? I can tell you exactly what the problem is: Facebook. I'm on there ALL the time, chatting with friends or playing Bingo or playing Scrabble against my friend Jamie (she beats me a LOT, but I've taken a few games, thank you very much) or sending plants or Muppets or whatever. There's so much to do, and I often lose myself in the monstrosity that is Facebook. I think it's a disease, akin to Olympics fever, which I also have.

Got my hair cut last Friday. I liked the layers, but the length wasn't working for me. Now it's just above my shoulders, and I really like it.

Emma had swim class again today. She's doing very well, and I'm very proud of her for becoming so comfortable with being in the water. She had picked up two diving rings and another diving toy and was walking over to the wall to put them on the side of the pool. One of her teachers asked her if she wanted the ring he had. She said, "No thank you. I have enough." It cracked him up. I actually didn't hear her reply, but he told me. So funny. My little comedienne.

Emma's been doing extremely well sleeping in her crib-turned-daybed with the bed rail. Oh, and if I haven't told you yet, I stopped nursing. She's doing well with that, too. When I was changing her diaper before her nap today, she said, "I don't need milk." I said no she didn't because she's a big girl and gave her a high five.

That's all for now. More later.

Call me crazy, but: There is absolutely no way a lot of those female gymnasts from China are 16. No way.