I Wanna Rob Barnes & Noble NOW

I pre-ordered my "Breaking Dawn" book yesterday from Barnes and Noble (Yes, I will be there at midnight, and no, I don't care what you think or how lame that sounds... anyone want to come? Jill? Britt W? Anyone?)... the lady on the line had the audacity to admit that they already have the books in the back of the store.

WHY? WHY WOULD SHE DO THIS TO ME?? It's like (to reference the Twilight series) dangling a human in front of a very, very, very thirsty vampire. Or, for something less grotesque, it's like telling a kid where the candy stash is, but then guarding it with your life so he can't get any, but still making sure that he knew his FAVORITE candy bars were there, boxes and boxes of them, loads and loads of them. It's just mean.

I eyed the back of Barnes & Noble yesterday as I was driving home---so close!!---... but because I'm a card-carrying member of the LDS church, I refrained from doing anything that would might land me in jail, because that would be bad bad bad.

I get to practice self-discipline and patience for the next (approx.) 38 hours. Woo-hoo.

Honesty is Honestly Refreshing

I was at church yesterday, talking with my old favorite babysitter who I haven't seen in forever, Kim (not to imply that you are old, Kim!!), and she was holding her little girl of 5 months, Kate. She was talking about her and her family going to the beach this week (she has a 7 year old daughter and 5 year old son). As she's toting around Kate and keeping an eye on the other two rambunctious little ones, she comments, "I'm just not a baby person. I never have been. Babies are hard! It's easier when they are older!"

A little shocked and awed? No, and it was so NICE to hear that honesty from a wonderful mom of 3 adorable kids. It was in the top 2 things that made my day (First was seeing Gracie and Lucy in the adorable dresses I couldn't help but buy for them Saturday from Gymboree... so, so sorry Adrienne... I don't know what to get little boys besides homemade brownies). There's hope for me after all.

With the exception of Andee Galyan, all babies start crying when I hold them :(... give me anyone over 18 months, and we can be best friends [Examples: Nora, Peanut, Gracie, Lucy--when I don't have to put her to bed--Ally, Luke, Connor, Evan]... but any younger, and game's already over. I strike out within the first 10 seconds.

Thank you, Kim, for the invigorating integrity. Love it!

xoxo- tracie

(I'm trying out the whole "Gossip Girl" sign off thing... still mulling it over in my mind if I like it... mull, mull, mull...)