UPDATE

So, I found out little Allison is FIVE. So, I don't have to kill her.

Just now, Hubby came in and asked, "ARE YOU EMAILING COACH?" We were totally lying in bed this a.m. (Hubby and me, not me and the COACH), and talking about MY crush and HIS crush. Because he majorly crushes on a particular neighbor and I cannot divulge who, because what if a neighbor reads this but I think there's only one neighbor (OKAY, two neighbors) who know this blog exists, and if they tell anyone else in the 'hood, I will KILL them, Okay Robyn and Patti!)

So, I was talking about how hot the coach probably looks without his shirt on, and then asking AJers about where he lives, etc (Coach picked up AJers to go to a baseball game -- that's why he came over -- NOW HE KNOWS WHERE I LIVE!). Then Hubby asked AJers how would he feel if he still lived in the neighborhood with a nice woman and a pool, and that he would still be his daddy but live in a different house.

Then I told him to go for it. Then I wondered aloud if we could possibly be SWINGERS!?!!?

Heavens NO!

So, we both have crushes, and we both know we'd NEVER act on anything like this, we are very moral people and very much in love, but hey, maybe we can do some role-playing some night!

40th surprise party last night was great. Lots of fun, good eats, and I only had ONE applemartini and it was possibly the best one I've ever had: The bartender drizzled caramel all inside the glass, dipped the rim in cinnamon and shook up a knock-down great cocktail. My neighbor had three. Had I had three, I would not be up at noon today typing this. After I had my ONE appletini, I moved on over to those wine spritzer thingies my other neighbor was telling me about: white wine, seltzer, and the chunk-o-lime on ice. I think I had about four of them cuties.

And no real hangover, no puking either (sorry Blair!) Hey Blair, I just realized you love my puke stories and your name is Blair and isn't the chick from Exorcist named Blair--the one who puked pea soup?

Digressing, as usual.

Next up, margarita fiesta party overnighter!

I'm off to add #97 to my list. Oops, I mean #98 because I ended up NOT talking about sexual positions in that one like I mentioned I might have. So, #98 has just been added. This is a slow introspective process, creating a list of 100 Things.

Hope you all are having a fabulous summer afternoon! xo Manic