On a night like this...

On a night like this, I think I deserve the above. An enormous dish of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and guilt-free blog stalking. {Bonus points if you recognize who I'm stalking above - hint: super cute mama to two and one of the most hilarious writers that I read. No, really, I laugh almost every single time she posts.} Unfortunately, my waistline and class syllabi both prohibit me from partaking in them too often these days.

Anyway, I couldn't be more excited for the upcoming weekend. We're spending Labor Day weekend doing anything but labor. Unless you consider being on the lake laborious. Which I do not. Because, this weekend will totally involve me drinking coffee that someone else made, the first U of M football game family tailgate (Go Blue!), cooler temperatures, and much needed time with my family who I feel like I haven't seen in ages. I get to wake up to my boys for three days straight and that, alone, is going to be Heaven. If I start to discuss the extent to which I miss being with Beckham all day, I will flood this computer keyboard with tears. That, my friends, is an entirely different post...

In other news, amidst all the craziness that is our lives, we're trying to refinance our home to take advantage of the super low rates and decrease our current house payment. The appraiser was here yesterday and our house had to appraise for a certain amount for the process to proceed. If it doesn't, we're out a substaintial amount of money that I really don't think we can afford to part with (substantial or not we can't afford to part with anything!) but we had to take the risk and hope for the best. Thus, I am trying to have faith that the appraisal will go in our favor. Praying hard.

Raise your hand if you get your first paycheck tomorrow?! My county posts our first paychecks of the school year at midnight tonight! HALLELUIA! Would it be crazy if I checked our account at 12:01am to see what it feels like to make a real-life full-time teacher salary??? Since I've worked only part-time the past two years, I've never known what a "big" paycheck looks like. And believe me, when your husband is unemployed (even though it's only been two weeks and it was by choice), your first "big" paycheck is kind of a big deal. {Note: When I say "big," let's remember that I am an educator. "Big" is really code for overworked and underpaid. And, yes, I am thankful I have a job. Don't hate.}

Alright, going to indulge in another guilty pleasure. We gotta a Situation...

TGIF!!!