Celebrity Sighting: Ricardo Montaban!!

My 32nd birthday is coming up and I have planned a complete fantasy day in my head. There are as many hours in my fantasy day as I deem necessary in order to fit in all that I wish to do.

Oh and by the way, I'm totally tan in this fantasy, having just returned from a week long vacation in Hawaii where the sun's rays have suddenly become healthy. No skin cancer looming here. Also, I have thin hips and thighs. And a tight stomach. Oh yeah, and my legs are long.

The day would begin after I'd been allowed to sleep in (this has happened once since Peanut was born). I'd shower and head off for my day at the spa. At the salon, I'd be treated to a haircut and color, a full-body massage, pedicure, and manicure. Actually, I'd really like to get a Brazillian wax, too, but I'm a little scared. Hey, this is my fantasy so I'm getting one and it doesn't hurt!

Next, I'd be on my way to lunch with my Mom, MIL, and SIL at Miss Aimee B's in St. Charles, MO. Mmmm, I'd order chicken salad and I'd have an iced tea (unsweetened...I don't like for my straw to be suspended in my tea...I'm not an official southerner). Oooh and a brownie. With walnuts. I'd eat my delectable lunch outside in the courtyard.

After eating, I'd head out shopping. There would be no traffic or crowds, and no salespeople except when I really needed them. I think I'd be shopping on Michigan Avenue in Chicago. Everything would be on sale and they'd always have my size (a two! don't I look fab?). I'd find a great outfit, complete with shoes, lingerie, and accessories for my evening out with my friends.

I'd come home to get ready for my date with the girls to find that my house is spotless!!! Dishes are put away, laundry is done, all home improvements completed. Peanut has napped and is engaged in something other than a hunting show on TV with his Daddy. When I go to leave, all dressed up and looking gorgeous, I find that my car is clean, too. That Tate! He's so great to do so much cleaning AND take care of Peanut at the same time...how does he do it?!

I head off for drinks and dinner with the girls. We settle on dinner at the Sidney Street Cafe in St. Louis. There's never a lull in the conversation and we laugh so hard that we can hardly eat. Everyone has a great time. We take lots of pictures. No need to worry about driving home safely, we each have a personal driver. Money has been no object this evening, as we are all happily rolling in the dough.

And just so you know, you'd be invited to dinner. (Can you tell that I miss the Midwest?)

De Plane, De Plane...