School, Politics, and Bad Behavior

I have been trying to post for days, but I never seem to accomplish it, but, here I am! I have so many posts in my head... I really don't know where to start.

Let's see, maybe I'll just post about what I've been up to.

The kids started ps yesterday. Honestly... I love it. So far I'm quite happy they are in school. They had a great first week, my house is clean, I've joined the gym, went out to breakfast with my husband, AND read a book. Maybe it's just the "honeymoon phase" but oh, what a honeymoon!

1. The one negative is that my 9 year old daughter has a liberal Buddhist teacher (the only non Christian teacher in the school). She thinks he's insane. I tried to explain to her that a large portion of the world believes like him, but she's her Momma's daughter... and lacks tolerance. My kids all sport their Vote for Huckabee 2008 pins (no I didn't tell them to do this) so I imagine it's only a matter of time before the "political views hit the fan".

2. I'm getting ready to start a new blog (in addition to this one). It's called "Housewife for Huckabee". Cute! I figure most of you would quickly tire of my political rantings, so I thought I'd post those thoughts elsewhere. I'll give you the link once it's up and running.


3. Our Christmas was great. My husband got me the same thing I got him, a weekend away! Isn't that a great coincidence! We just got back from the first mini vacation last weekend. He took me to a ski resort town. We hiked, and shopped, and ate, and listened to live music. It was a total throw back to our younger days. A funny thing happened (or maybe not so funny). After dinner we walked back to the hotel and I had a little too much wine (now before you think I'm a lush, I need to state that I almost NEVER drink, and my overindulgence was ONLY two glasses) anyway, back to my story. So, we were in a fancy hotel with a huge staircase that took us upstairs from the dining room. I don't know if it was the heels, or the wine, but I fell "UP" the stairs. I thought it was so funny that I couldn't stop laughing (that WAS the wine). To make a long story short, one of my husbands clients was there and went up to say hi. She took one look at me and said to the people around her, "this is my banker, but I don't know if this is his wife, or his mistress". OUCH! Talk about girls behaving badly. You'd think I'd be safe to goof in another town, but nope. People know my husband EVERYWHERE! On the bright side, my husband thought it was hysterical. I guess if he doesn't care, why should I? No more wine for Karlie.

I think that should do it for now. I could write more, but now that I've talked politics, bragged about gym time, and embarrassed myself, this post feels complete. ~K