Pageant mom?

Well I think I may have reached an all time low in my life…I have officially become a pageant mom pimping out the good looks of my “child” for my own personal gain. And by child, I mean pup. And by pageant, I mean the Cutest Dog Competition. But I couldn’t help myself when I saw the amount of money the winners walk away with. So I did what every sensible parent of an obnoxiously cute puppy would do…uploaded a pic (one from my blackberry that actually wasn't blurry) of Rocco immediately and started dreaming of what I would do with the winnings. Don’t worry, I talked everything over with Rocco and he agreed it was in the best interest of our family to start his doggie modeling career now. You know, with the lack of jobs and all, he is realizing that he should start pulling his weight around here.

So if you feel inclined to vote (it only takes a second), here is the link: http://www.cutestdogcompetition.com/vote.cfm?h=4DBE46F338A85729934A5B66D2725522.

Boston…home of Lobster Dogs, Mike’s Pastry, and the Burns girls!

Two weeks ago Brenda and I embarked on a 24-hour, multi-city excursion to Boston. No we weren’t traveling by covered wagon or Greyhound bus, just another great travel experience brought to us by our great friends at American Airlines (I’ll get to that in a sec). Why Boston? Well aside from the great history (The Freedom Trail is Brenda’s fave I’ve heard), great baseball (cringing my teeth as I type this…not really a Sox fan), and heavenly pastries (to-die-for tiramisu from Mike’s), it just so happens to be home to the Burns girls! And one in particular celebrating her 25th birthday so what better way to celebrate than with a surprise at Fenway Park!

I’d love to say that the trip started off great but that would be lying through my teeth to say the least. Here is the bullet point recap (because I have a little thing for bullet points):
· Our flight was delayed due to weather, or so the evil woman at the ticket counter kept telling us as we watched plane after plane take off. I’m willing to bet that her middle name might be ‘the devil.’
· As we waited for said weather delayed plane, undercover police officers gathered around us and reenacted a scene from Cops on one unsuspecting passenger.
· Missed our connection in Chicago so the airline put us up for the night but the hotel was out of rooms. Well there was one room that may or may not have someone in it and there was also a miniature bed that folded out of the wall in someone’s suite we could use. Awesome.

Fast forward a few hours…we made it to Fenway (after convincing a hotel in Boston to hold our bags while at the game).

We discovered that Fenway is home to a wildly popular game day treat, the Lobster Dog. Lobster = good, hot dogs = good, Lobster + hot dog = sick. I guess you have to be a Sox fan to understand? Fast forward again to the fifth inning when Britt and her bro decided to join us!

We spent the rest of the trip catching up on much needed girl time. We shopped, sipped margaritas, binged on diet coke and peanut mnms, spent a day on the beach...and sung many Disney songs with Emma in the car. Emma might take the cake for the cutest 2 and half year old I have ever met. She is so beautiful and smart... just like her mama!