Thursday, December 27, 2007


I am entertaining the idea of committing to Blog 365. Entertaining. The concept interests me and I'm thinking I enjoyed NaBloPoMo so much, why the heck not? But I dunno. It's just a thought.

I'm still not feeling up to par. Daniel is feeling much better. Yesterday was horrible - his mom and my parents got the stomach flu and they were all feeling miserable. Daniel and I left his dad with the baby (at his urging) to go see the new National Treasure movie. It was so-so, but we enjoyed it. My parents left with their parrot (an African Grey) and their dog, Buffy today. We spent today giving Daniel's parents an exciting tour of Bakersfield and now we're resting back at the house. If all goes well, we're making a day trip over to Ojai just to get some fresh air and get the heck out of here. Our good friends got married in Ojai and Daniel and I fell in love with the small community when we were there the weekend of the wedding. I think it will look like paradise to Daniel's parents after the tour they had today. Seriously. Part of Daniel's job is taking interviewees and new internship people on tours of Bakersfield, and after today I'm not so sure the tour is a whole lot of fun. Not much to see here, in my opinion. Of course, we pointed out landmarks like where Zoe was born, Urgent Care's we've visited, an restaurants that have given me food poisoning - also, our old house and the little liquor store/market down the street from it where there was a shooting. I know, you're sad that you've missed the tour. I promise, if you come to visit I'll take you on day trips to Santa Barbara or Ojai or the nearby wineries and we'll relax by the pool and have a fabulous time. Bakersfield isn't so bad to visit when you go to the right places.

Anywho. The year is coming to an end quickly. I have to say, 2007 has been one of my favorite years of the last 31.

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Dear Zoe,

Hey, baby girl. Today you are seven months old and oh, my goodness! that is sort of hard to believe. It's funny how time went by so slowly when I was pregnant with you, but now that you are here it seems to go at warp speed. This has been a wonderful month despite me being in poor health. I want to tell you all about it, but for the time being I'm going to put it off. I'm still not feeling fabulous (and either is your daddy) and I've got presents to wrap. In just two days you'll be celebrating your first Christmas with us. I am very excited for this. Your Nana & Grandpa are here now and your Grammy & Grandpa arrive tomorrow. You will be smothered in kisses and hugs and I know you're going to love every minute of it. I promise to take lots of pictures.

I love you, monkey. I'll write more after Christmas.



Thursday, December 20, 2007

Bah Humbug

Rant: I'm still sick. And that sucks. Zoe has been at Cheryl's all week so I can try to get better. I've missed a full weeks of rehearsal, for which I feel very guilty about. I'm thinking this is the last time I will do a show because my immune system sucks ass and it's just not fair for me to even try anymore. Goodbye, passion for acting. I feel miserable and am lacking in the holiday spirit. And I look like crap: grey hair, roots, etc. I had to cancel a hair appointment because I was too sick to drive myself and in no condition to sit at a salon for two hours. And really, if I can't go to rehearsal - I can't get my hair done. I called and made a doctor's appointment, and realized later that I didn't know where my car keys were. So I tore the living room apart looking for them. And I called Daniel but he was busy at work in meetings. And I called Cheryl but she didn't answer her phone because she accidentally dropped it in the toilet this morning. So I called my friend who is directing me in Imaginary Friends to see if she could take me (since she's pretty anxious for me to get over this sickness and come to rehearsal) but she had work and couldn't. So I called another friend that didn't answer their phone and I was too exhausted (and had almost no voice) to leave a message. SO, I called Missy and burst into tears with her on the phone because I felt so miserable and sort of bad asking my friend who lives on the other side of town and has two youngsters out of school (Mazzy is 3, Remy is almost 1) and another who needed to be picked up from his bus stop. But she was so sweet and told me she'd be right over, that the kids were already ready to go. She's my lifesaver for the day. So then Cheryl called and asked if I was OK because I sounded so bad on her voicemail - and I lost it again because I hate being sick and I feel guilty that she has Zoe instead of me. I miss my little girl! That said, I am SO grateful to have Cheryl in our lives because it has been such a relief to not have to entertain Zoe all day when I feel like the walking dead. Anyway, turns out my car keys were still in the diaper bag that Daniel took to Cheryl's. Not a good place for them! So then Missy showed up with her adorable kiddos and she drove me to the doc for my appointment.

Deep breath.

Turns out, I have bronchitis (that started out as a viral infection)... I also have gastroenteritis which basically means my stomach is going through hell (I've lost ten pounds). Those Christmas cookies? Not happening anytime soon. Oh, and they're a little worried this could all to turn into pneumonia if I don't take it easy and take some antibiotics. So, yay. Ho, ho, ho, and all that.

Right now, I'm feeling pretty negative which isn't really like me. I'm brooding and dwelling and feeling sorry for myself because today was a terribly rotten day. But I see a light at the end of the tunnel. Daniel is bringing home some food for me to attempt to digest. Zoe will be home soon and you can't help but feel better when she looks at you. Seriously:

"Santa does what?"
"Santa does what?!"

Also, my parents arrive Saturday and Daniel's on Monday. I am very excited to have this house filled with the people we love so we can celebrate Zoe's first Christmas together and enjoy our lovely new home. See? I'm not all negative today.

Not sure when I'll be posting again, so Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all of you.

Zoe laughing at her mama:

Best laugh I have ever heard, ever


Friday, December 14, 2007

Monkey = Panda

We were going to relax today. Instead, we bought new tires, Christmas shopped (but bought nothing*), had lunch, exchanged a highchair for the one we ordered, got Daniel a haircut, ordered & ate pizza, gave the kiddo a bath, splished, splashed, played. Currently, we're watching Live Free, Die Hard and trying to mellow out while I feed Zoe before she's put to bed. Tomorrow is another day and I'm hoping it will be restful. But there are things to be done....

* - OK, we did find a new hat for the monkey. It's a panda hat, and it's adorable:

Panda Zoe

Thursday, December 13, 2007

5 Days Down

Tonight was our fifth rehearsal for Imaginary Friends. We have sixteen more before we open. OMG! Sixteen, that's it. There are parts of me that are enjoying this process immensely. Getting to work with these talented people in a theatre that I have wanted to work in since I first saw a show there almost five years ago is very cool. Having to do research on the amazing Mary McCarthy and trying to understand how she worked and why she had this feud with Lillian Hellman has been very enriching and interesting. Both women were forces to be reckoned in the literary community. I admire them both, but would have liked Mary more, I think: possibly because she is who I am playing.

This play is pushing me in different ways than shows I've done in the past. No, I do not have to do the Cha Cha while dealing with my first trimester of pregnancy and the singing shouldn't be too difficult (no harder than any of the opera's I've been in, I'm sure). I will have to smoke on stage which is huge for me considering I successfully quit a little over three years ago. Cigarettes make me sick and of all the choices I've made in my life, starting to smoke is my only regret. But smoking was definitely a part of Mary's life and death (she died of cancer) so I'll be smoking (and trying not to inhale). Another challenge comes towards the end of the play: at the climax of a heated argument, Nora Ephron has written in the stage direction that Mary and Lillian kiss. I'm not too keen on kissing anyone besides Daniel ever, so this is a learning experience. Some of the cast and the director discussed the kiss this evening and we might not do it. A part of me is breathing a huge sigh of relief, but the other part is wondering if we are failing the authors vision by skipping over this part. There is a part of me that says we need to be true to the script and put personal discomfort aside for the sake of the drama, the play... but who knows. In the end, it's just a piece of stage business and the audience will probably not leave the theatre thinking "I really felt like there should have been a passionate kiss in the middle of that fight."

The hardest thing for me so far is the few minutes before I leave the house for rehearsal. The first night, I got all weepy as I grabbed my purse and script. I know it's silly, but I spend so much time with Zoe that I worry what she must think to have me be gone at night now. I worry sometimes that this is selfish of me to be doing this. Yes, it is important that I continue to feed my passions and challenge myself, but I don't know how often I'll be able to do this. I'm not the young, single girl anymore. I don't sit outside smoking with the cast or go out for drinks after. I don't feel like I fit in. Honestly, I sort of feel like an outsider. There's also the obstacle of learning all my lines. I have a lot of them and it is hard for me to find the time to work on them. I don't know how the famous, constantly working actress mom's do it. Frankly, I don't know how working mom's do it. It's a balance trying to be a mom and have outside interests and goals. I'm struggling so far to find my balance. I know it will take practice and perseverance. I know that it will be hard and rewarding and that when this is all over I will be proud of the work I've done, grateful for the experience and happy to be given the opportunity. What I'm not so sure about is whether or not I'll be doing this again.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

My Day

4:30 am - Get stirred from sleep when husband gets up to get ready for work. Fall back asleep, but not before saying a little prayer that husband doesn't wake Zoe with the noise of getting ready so darn freaking early.

6-ish - Say "goodbye, have a nice day, I love you, be careful, goodbye, I love you." spiel while half asleep.

7-ish - Hear Zoe waking up. Get her, dress her, feed her, relax with her in bed, sing to her and plead with her to please take her morning nap early so I can get some more rest. This process takes about a little over an hour.

8:30-10:30 - Have the most peaceful nap I've had in ages with Zoe curled up next to me and a large chunk of my hair in her little hand - she fell asleep petting me. I wake up first and watch her sleep for a few minutes longer. She looks just like her Daddy when she sleeps.

10:30-10:40 - Pry hair from baby's grasp and go take a quick shower while Zoe still sleeps on bed with a wall of pillows surrounding her. I shower with the door open and wish I could rig some mirrors so that I can see the baby while in the shower.

10:45 - Walk in room to check on Zoe sleeping and find her looking around confused. When she sees me standing over her, she smiles and then covers her face while she laughs.

10:45 - 11:50 - Change, feed and entertain baby. Call Daniel and find out if his car will be accessible to me at his work parking lot because he has the stroller and I need to go to mall. I think I'll be walking out the door at 11:15, but the whole getting Zoe ready takes a lot more time than I'd figured. Almost nothing ever goes as quickly or according to plan since having a baby - I am finally accepting this and taking it all in stride.

Noon - Transfer stroller from his car to mine. Drive to mall and almost get into a pile up because people in Bakersfield suck at driving. Seriously. A large truck cut me off so fast that I had to swerve into the middle lane. He almost hit the car that had been in front of me and the car behind me had to slam on their brakes to avoid hitting the asshat who cut me off. I dealt with my anger by cussing at my bad_keely twitter page.

12:15-2 - Shop for pants and a new shirt for Daniel to wear to a "graduation" dinner for work. Stress about what pants to buy, and decide to buy three and let him choose. Worry about what I'll wear and opt to purchase a new dress for myself as well. This is the first work function I've been invited to (besides Christmas party) and I was nervous.

2-4:30 - Feed baby. Read two stories to Zoe. Take a short nap with her. Bundle her up and take her to Cheryl's for evening.

Leave Cheryl's at 5:15. Race home. Feed dogs and then let them outside. Freak out about what to wear even though I got a perfectly nice dress. Plug in straightening iron for my mushroom hair ( that was not mushroom hair pre-pregnancy or motherhood). Obsess over my roots that are so obvious and all the grey hairs. Grey. Hairs! Get dressed. Straighten hair. Freak out because my makeup bag is in Daniel's car. Let dogs back in house. Gulp down a glass of cranberry juice. Freak out that Daniel isn't home and hasn't called when it's 5:27 and we're supposed to be at his work "graduation" dinner thingy at 6pm. Pick up phone and see that I have one missed call and a voicemail that was left at 5:25. Ooops.

Husband walks in at 5:35. He changes clothes. I do my make-up in record time, which is pretty darn fast considering it normally only takes me ten minutes. We jump in car and head to dinner thingy.

6-8:30 - Shmoozing, eating, watching husband get a "diploma". He also get a Nano and I get to take home the centerpiece. Yay. I needed a short clear glass vase for all our pretty roses.

9-10 - Rehearsal for Imaginary Friends.

We're home now. I am SO tired! This blogging every day business can't possibly go on. I mean, I should be sleeping right now. Tomorrow promises to be hectic as well. Yay.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007


I have an appointment this Friday for my annual check up. I've been seriously considering canceling the appointment because I really feel like I've had my fair share of pelvic exams over the past two plus years. Between trying to get pregnant, being pregnant and the follow up exam to make sure everything healed correctly, I'm feeling done with my OB/GYN for a bit. I'd say I'm breaking up with him, but he broke up with me... and every other patient he had. Apparently, my doc has retired or quit practicing or something. A close friend (practically family) had been seeing him and when she went for her 15 (15?) week check up the front desk person asked her who her new doc was. What the heck? That sucks. Luckily, the office has lots of docs in it and my friend found a new doc that comes highly recommended, but still.

We brought Zoe into his office three months ago so he could meet and hold her. It was when we were getting all those tests done on her to find out why she wasn't gaining weight and I needed to see him. We waited for twenty minutes so he could finish with his patient and hold Zoe. His calm manner and joy at holding her put my mind at ease for those few minutes. I LOVE Doc Y. He was cuddly and smart and had a great bedside manner. He put my mind at ease and made me laugh. He was the perfect doc for me because he was so kind and explained everything so well. I'd thought that if we were lucky enough to get to have another baby, that he would be with us to get us through it. Is it weird that I worry about him and hope that he is OK and just retiring so he can travel with his wife and focus on his own family? The man probably doesn't give me a second thought, but he'll always be my favorite doctor I've ever met - and I've met A LOT of doctors.

So yeah. I feel like skipping my annual exam because he's gone. I know. Ridiculous. But really. I wish this didn't have to be a yearly thing. Gah.

Monday, December 10, 2007

The Book

We've been slowly starting to introduce various foods to Zoe. We started off with some organic canned stuff but really, the idea of my baby going from breast milk, to formula and breast milk, to stuff in a jar with a shelf life of two years sort of grossed me out. I know there are good foods out there, and Zoe doesn't seem to have any issue with eating these foods. If you offer my kid food, she'll take it and quite possibly bite your index finger off with it. Our little monkey likes the food and is not what I would call a picky eater. BUT! I like the idea of her trying new tasty food that her dad and I make for her. I like the idea of fresh ingredients. I'm liking the color of fresh fruits and veggies versus the canned stuff. So we bought a book. And then we bought a steamer. And we're going to make our baby fresh food. Daniel's mom did it for him. Lots of mom's out there do it. I'm excited to do it for Zoe. According to the cookbook, we may even decide we want to join our little one which sounds intriguing because canned pears? Yuck.

For Shannon and Victoria: I love the book we found. I need my cookbooks to have bright, pretty pictures for me to be inspired and this one delivers them and some good information as well. Also, it was one of the more moderately priced books I looked at. Let me know what you guys think. And for those of you who have been doing this longer than me or have other cookbook suggestions, I'd love to hear your input!

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Decorating the new house

So today is another one of those busy days. My friend is here until this evening. I have my first rehearsal tonight and I'm a little nervous. On one hand, it's been a while since I've been in a show and OMG! do I have a lot of lines to memorize! Also, being away from Zoe and Daniel five nights a week for three hours a night is going to feel strange. I'm excited and a little sad all at once and I have this feeling I'm going to miss Zoe crawling for the first time. But I know there will eventually be so much crawling I'll wish she'd just sit still and there will be lots more "firsts".

Speaking of firsts: I'm about to post the first interior shots of the new house. I have taken pics of all the rooms, but I thought I would start with these.

Looking in Dining room from cute little cut out by front door:

Looking in Dining room from cute little cut out by front door

Dining Room:

Dining Room

Fresh roses from front & back yards:

Fresh roses from the front & back yards

Close up of Dining room bookcase:

Closeups of Dining room bookcase

View into Kitchen from Dining Room:

View into Kitchen from Dining Room

View into Kitchen from Dining Room

More to come soon... and I PROMISE there will be festive pics of Zoe as well.

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Holiday Spirit

I think my favorite part of this season is all the "goodwill toward men". While we were out today we saw people just full of it. Like the lady who told her grandson to squeeze past me and Zoe in her stroller to nab the table we were waiting for. THAT was touching. Also touching was the man who questioned another guys manhood and character (rather loudly) when he felt HIS table was wrongly stolen out from under him. My heart practically melted when I watched a lady try to pick a fight in the parking lot. Oh, and the sales associate who just dropped my friends shopping bag to the floor and turned away instead of handing it to her. This truly is the most happiest time of the year, isn't it?

Of course, this is all tongue in cheek because getting to share this season with my husband and our child makes my season bright. Be safe and jolly out there folks!

Friday, December 07, 2007


With my friend here, I didn't get a chance to take the pictures I promised. I did pick up Daniel's and my Christmas present to each other early: a larger television. We'd been using a 23 inch that I purchased pre-Daniel and decided it was time to upgrade to a 40 inch LCD. I'm not sure if the larger living room was to blame (the couch sits back further) or just my eyesight faltering with age and the birth of a child, but with the old t.v. I was squinting to make out subtitles and people. It was ridiculous and frustrating. And now? It's glorious. I mean, it's just a television but I grew up with a small screen and this is like having our own mini theater. And Daniel? He's pretty excited to experience the Wii and PS3 with this new purchase.

We also picked up a highchair for Zoe today. I'm looking forward to us feeding her many meals in it and it will be nice to have her sitting up at the table for us - especially when both sets of her grandparents are here with us. It may sound cheesy, but I've been looking forward to us getting to eat together as a family for a long time. I'm especially excited because I've found a book with recipes for making Zoe her food. She's totally fine with the canned organic stuff, but again I'm looking forward to feeding her fresh stuff that I've prepared. I never imagined I would look forward to some of this - again, it's amazing how things change.

Tomorrow we'll possibly have a date night while Alison watches Zoe. Both of us really want to see The Golden Compass. Oh, and we still have a cocktail party tomorrow - that should be fun.


Thursday, December 06, 2007


Today has been a day, a busy but good day. We invited Cheryl and Chuck (Zoe's babysitter and owners of our house) to dinner tonight. Originally, they were going to come yesterday but we postponed because of how sick I was Monday and my need to recuperate. Also, I just didn't feel like the house was ready. We spent a large part of last night hanging more stuff on our walls and straightening here and there, but the real work was done today.

I was able to actually take a shower this morning while Zoe entertained herself in her crib. This has only happened once before - I either take a shower while she's sleeping or I do it when Daniel is here. It was refreshing to start my day clean. The next couple hours were devoted to changing, feeding and playing with the baby. I got some laundry and dishes done while she took her morning nap. Later, she occupied herself in her crib while I scrubbed kitchen counters and finally put the finishing decorating touches on the kitchen. Oh, and I moved the Christmas decorations piled on the counter to various places around the living room! Now, we are festive and look less like a store.

Daniel had some extra vacation hours he needed to use before the end of the year, so he came home early. I cut fresh roses from the yards and arranged them in a vase. I did all my prep work for the pasta dinner I made. I set the table all fancy. Daniel dusted and vacuumed. I dressed Zoe in a dress and tights and black patent leather shoes with big bows on them. Everything was perfect and we are now exhausted.

My best girl friend arrives tomorrow for the weekend. She's going to babysit for us Saturday night while we're at a cocktail party Daniel's boss is throwing. My first rehearsal for 'Imaginary Friends' is Sunday night. Life is about to get really busy. Today might be the last day my house looks this way* before both sets of our parents are here for Christmas.... and then we do this all over again. Phew!

* Tomorrow I'll take pictures and post them so I can look back and remember how nice it looked.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Embarrassing Fact:

Almost ten years ago I entered some online contest through US Weekly and I actually won. They sent me a copy of Chocolat on DVD and a box of Godiva chocolates. Ever since then, if I get an email about a contest (or if I come across one while surfing) I feel like I have to enter. If it's one of those sweepstakes where you can enter every day for an entire month or longer, I will either set up a file in gmail or I will add it to my bookmark bar for quick reference. I'm thinking it makes me a little nuts. I have not won a contest like this ever besides the US Weekly one, but a part of me thinks that someday I might win again and it will be something amazing like a trip to Italy or Scotland or something.

Do you have an odd quirk like this?

This is Bailey and Max in their embarrassing secrets*:

After: Christmas puppies (Tracy is the awesome!) :)

* Special thanks to the talented and beautiful Tracy for working her Photoshop magic on this photo. *hugsnorgle*

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

In sickness

First off, thank you for the proposal-versary wishes! I've never heard that term before and I'm liking it.

Daniel and I had the makings for a wonderful night. We picked up some Chipotle (my favorite fast food) and brought it home. We watched Terry Prachett's: The Hogfather on DVD while we ate and cuddled on the couch. The living room was illuminated by the television and the Christmas lights on our tree so it was nice and comfy and romantic. When we got chilly, Daniel grabbed a big blanket and the cuddlefest continued until we took a brief intermission to run to the store to buy cinnamon rolls to heat up and eat with coffee (for him) and chai (for me). It was all lovely and I was glad to be cozy in our home instead of sitting at Mama Tosca's spending a lot of money on a meal.

And then my stomach started burning... and cramping; I was feeling jabbing pain and nausea. I don't know if it was food poisoning or the 12 hour stomach flu, or what but it sucked. The pain was worse than any of the contractions I had (when they induced labor) and the round ligament pain combined. I moaned and I cried and I milked that "in sickness" part of our vows something fierce. Needless to say, our romantic evening turned into a hellish night and early morning. Daniel was with me every step though and I've got to say that helped knowing he was there to depend on like he always is. I don't think we'll ever forget this proposal-versary.

Honey, can I get a do-over?

Monday, December 03, 2007


Three years ago this evening, Daniel proposed to me. I'd actually proposed to him almost a year prior, at his parents house on his birthday... but we were both a little tipsy and he says he didn't realize I was actually proposing. I had given him a pocket watch with an engraved message on it and had asked him to marry me and he said yes, but apparently I was not clear that I wanted to become engaged right that moment. He said later that he thought I just meant I wanted to marry him someday. Oh, dear. Daniel wanted to plan something elaborate. We would have talks about when this elaborate plan would unfold and I was told the official proposal was coming soon, so I waited and waited. And waited.

So I waited and waited for almost a year for it to be official. We had some close calls: Valentines Day at home, my birthday at a nice restaurant, (where he gave me a book to start planning our honeymoon) Thanksgiving day at the beach. We joked about it and laughed and basically, I spent a year on edge anticipating when Daniel would ask me to be his wife.

The proposal ended up being impromptu. We'd just planned on having a special date night, but we got swept up in the moment and the great conversation and the next thing we knew Daniel was asking me to be his wife. I will always remember that night: where we sat, what we wore, how he looked when the question came out, that feeling I got in my heart and how we laughed and cried and celebrated with wine and dessert and National Treasure at the movie theatre two minutes from Mama Tosca's.

We'd planned on trying to have a similar night this evening. We'd planned on eating at Mama Tosca's and catching a movie after (too bad the sequel doesn't come out until the twenty-first) but we've opted to spend a quiet evening at home instead. Our budget going into the holidays does not allow for Mama Tosca's. So maybe we'll watch National Treasure on DVD and make the most of our new home. It doesn't really matter where we are as long as we're together.

Happy Anniversary, Daniel. I know we have like, three anniversaries (1st date, engagement, wedding) and as the years go by that may be hard to keep track of with all the other things going on in our lives, but I'm glad that we do. These dates changed my life (YOU changed my life) and I am so happy to get to remember their significance yearly. I love you infinitely.

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Two out of Four

Well, this weekend has been somewhat productive. Things are actually hanging on the walls in our living room, dining room, kitchen and Zoe's room. We recycled, yay! We did our budget, boo! The chili I planned on making did not happen, we lacked the motivation to find a good recipe and get it done. We did not get to host our pals because their youngest one has the creeping crud and his mom thought it best to not risk getting Zoe and us sick. We appreciate that immensely because we three have a knack for catching stuff. I took a lot of pictures of the monkey and the dog kids. We laughed a lot. We relaxed.

You know what? This weekend was just the right amount of productive.

OH! Look at what my best gal pal, Alison did for us: Cute and sort of creepy all at once!

Saturday, December 01, 2007

Day Thirty-One: Can't Stop

So I'm not committing to posting every single day indefinitely, but I sure am going to give it my best because I've really enjoyed this challenge. It helps me feel like I'm having adult interactions and conversations instead of just watching Baby Einstein and The Backyardigans and making funny noises and faces at Zoe all day. A gal can only sing her ABC's and nursery rhymes so many times a day before she starts feeling like a baby instead of a twenty-eight fine, THIRTY-ONE! year old.

So yeah, we'll see how long this lasts before I start taking days off again. Rehearsal for 'Imaginary Friends' starts a week fro tomorrow and Zoe's going to be crawling any day now, I just know it. Life is about to get a whole lot more hectic, as if it's not hectic already.

Somedays, I wish I could just chill and watch tv all day:

Watching the Dog Show on Thanksgiving

But I'd be missing out on so much and I would have nothing to blog about.