In Which, I Reveal What a Moron I Am...

This weekend was certifiably amazing. We went to a fantastic place in the Smokey Mountains with another couple. The minions stayed home and we managed to play all weekend.

It's not often that you stumble across a 'play all weekend' kinda time.

We went to Disney World in the Fall but it's like that quote from Modern Family says: When a Mom is on vacation with her kids: 'it's not a vacation it's a business trip.'

This was certainly no business trip. 

How did we play? 

Let me count the ways:

Fancy Play.

Wooly Play.

Just a Swingin' Play.

Take Funny Pictures of Your Food Play.

Peaceful, Easy Feeling Play

And everybody's favorite:

Shiny Face Play.

On Sunday we knew it was time to leave but we were in denial. 

See these two pairs of feet peeking out from the curtains?

We were staging a sit in. 

When we were found out we reverted to hiding under the desk.

It was no use. 

We still had to go home.

This afternoon my Twitter account got hacked. 

I could tell you how absolutely stupid I was to allow it to happen but then I'd have to tell you how absolutely stupid I was to allow it to happen. 

Suffice it to say, it was my fault. 

So I spent all afternoon alternating between trying to fix my Twitter account and doing something else equally awful. 

The equally awful I won't go into because my Mom would yell at me if I did.

Just know that it was worse than my Twitter account being hacked. 

Way worse.

Anyway...

If I had known I was going to come home to hacking and...that other thing I would have tried harder to avoid coming home.

"Go Home, Woman."