A girl can dream can't she?

Most people dream about fabulous things. Some dream of financial independence, living in the lap of luxury, traveling to exotic locations. Not me. I have a dream that one day I (or someone I can sell my idea to) will build an IMMENSE drive-thru shopping mall. Not just any shopping mall mind you, I mean the ultimate drive thru! Imagine, just one long building where you could purchase ANYTHING without leaving the comfort of your car, or more importantly, never have to drag your two kids in and out of a car seat every 5 minutes just to go buy a gallon of milk, buy some stamps and refill a prescription.

I know there are a few drive thru's out there already like Rite Aid and CVS...but I did try to ask the nice lady at the pharmacy if she could run and grab me a box of Pampers once and she laughed. I wasn't kidding. I picture driving through the first section and its, oh i don't know, a pharmacy let's say. You can pick up your prescription, a pack of diapers, some nail polish remover and maybe your husbands athlete's foot spray...the possibilities are endless. Pick up your stuff, and roll on down to the next window, a HUGE post office. Go ahead, buy your stamps, mail your tax return go wild. No more waiting on a long line in a hot sweaty post office with your screaming kids while the elderly man in front of you buys a years supply of stamps.

OK, now to really top it off...you roll on down to the grocery store part of our drive thru. You want to make dinner but realize you're out of garlic. Oh, and you're really craving oatmeal. Because you're 7 months pregnant. So go ahead and get those. Pay for all aand BOOM you're rolling down the highway without ever having to to lift a finger. Yes,they will even put your stuff in the trunk of your mini-van or SUV (that's right moms I know what you drive).

I love this idea, and yes as you can tell I've spent many an hour thinking of this. Usually when I'm on line at my local post office sweating my balls off while my kids hang off of me whining.

Another fab idea that can be branched off from this...the drive thru gynecological visit, drive thru blood draw, drive thru eye exam, drive thru pedicure, drive thru dentist.

This of course all has to happen after my best friend Lisa Anne and I build our dream of the Spa/Gynecologist. Pap and a Pedi anyone?

So yeah ideas. I haz em.

Fun facts for the day:
-Ask Zachy (my almost 2 year old) any question starting with "Zachy, what is..." and he will answer with "LELLO" which is of course in Zach-speak - Yellow. I asked him what letter I was pointing to in an alphabet book and he immediately answered "Lello". This makes for a neat party trick if you use it correctly, I can really amaze people when I show Zach something yellow on purpose and ask him what color it is. "Lello!!"  That's right baby, lello. :)

Wearing out favorite Lello shirt.

-Ryan (my 4 year old) has become acutely aware of the differences between girls and boys. He is especially taken wish my husband's underarm hair. The other day he mentioned to me that I should go to the doctor to become a boy like everyone else in the house. I didn't mention to him that Mommy wouldn't have to stretch that far, she already has a pretty huge swinging set.

-Today in Zumba my son in-utero who we are lovingly nicknaming Burger King (and at this rate may end up being his actual name because hubby and I cannot agree on a REAL name) decided that he needed to dance along with me in Zumba class making for a VERY unusual feeling. It did NOT help that he finally came to rest on my bladder. Add that in with some booty shaking and it makes for many bathroom breaks during class.

-My prenatal vitamins can kiss my ass. I'm shedding like a collie.

...and on that note, shameless plug: Wen hair products. Yes I just showered. Yes its 7:45pm at night. Those of you with kids know that you grab a shower whenever the hell you can. So yes, Wen Hair products, can't say enough good things about them. I have the Fig Cleansing Conditioner and even tho it is hella pricey, it's worth every penny. Just make sure you use it properly. I seriously only have to wash my hair 2-3 times a week because its THAT good.

My fire hydrant sized Fig Cleansing Conditioner. Sippy cup for size comparison. Junk on table for pity.

And no, that doesn't mean I don't SHOWER in general...gross. It just means that I don't have to languish in the shower for 20+ minutes every day and then blow-dry my long ass hair aftewards for another 20-30 minutes. Who has that kind of time?? In that time Zachy can tear down my curtains, eat every scrap of crud on my floor, decorate the glass top tables with silly putty, eat Ryan's button collection, hot wire my car, poop his pants twice, call Indonesia on my cell, leave the freezer open so everything gets melty, throw every pillow on the floor and jump up and down on the couch...you get the picture.

Anyway, Wen is awesome. I know its expensive, but do the whole 30 day trial thing if you're skeptical. OH and use the recommended amount. I know, I know 15-20 pumps of that stuff seems excessive but you HAVE TO use what they say or it won't work. It makes my hair all smooooth and silky which is no easy feat considering my hair, like my uterus has given up all hope.

Hope you enjoyed the first installment of this blog, I'm hoping to get in many more...usually they are just an elaboration on my current Facebook status so if you just read above and were all "I ALREADY KNOW ALL THIS" then you are either my mother or a stalker.