Mom goes to a concert alone! Applause please.

Living in the land of Kael has me confused. 5th grade graduations, little ones with ear infections and a toddler whose favorite phrase is STOP IT and partying like I'm single until 2am. I went to The Black Keys concert this past week and have decided to First: sell all my belongings and send Visa a note with a picture of my middle finger Second: Use the proceeds of this great garage sale to buy an orange Volkswagon bus type thing Third: because I'm a safety freak when it comes to the kids, outfit the van with indestructible car seats which will really piss off the 10 soon-to-be 11yr old Fourth: leave a message with the office that No, I didn't win the lottery but please hold my job while I take the kids and follow The Black Keys around to perfect my ability to bob my head HARD and air guitar at the same time. Okay long runon sentence. I started a blog...whooo hoooo, something to feed my ego which has since the beginning of time encouraged me to write all my deepest darkest secrets on "paper" for the world to see. Well now its out there, here. How exciting I'm the one billionth link when you google "moms starved for alone time". Last but not least the family and I went to Wisconsin this weekend. It was 62 and rainy. Thanks Midwest June.