Brian, the Bear and I are off to California. Remember that super cute invitation for their New Year's party by the very clever Tiffany? Yup, we decided to hit the road, baby in tow, and celebrate the new year in Santa Monica. Scotty will get a chance to see the Pacific Ocean, eat Chik-Fil-A for the first time, and meet a 60-pound English bullie that goes by the name Teddy Bullfeathers.
Needless to say, we're pretty excited.
I've already apologized to Tiffany about 27 times, since we are going to arrive on their doorstep later this afternoon looking like sherpas, covered in baby crap and Chik-Fil-A wrappers. I've been making lists for the last three days - baby monitor, pack-n-play, bath stuff, booster seat - and I'm exhausted from trying to move our house into their house for a whole 48 hours (quick trip.) But I will say, the hardest part was packing Scotty's clothes. I mean, what does a baby wear in LA? Something stylish, I suppose. Plaid? Plaid seems to be really big in LA right now. Should I bring hair gel to spike his hair? Does Ed Hardy make baby clothes?
(kidding on that last one)
After all, we might be rubbing elbows with the likes of Kingston Rossdale, Suri Cruise, and the little Garner-Affleck children. I can already picture it - we are at a park in Santa Monica and Violet and Serafina are there with her mom Jennifer. Scotty, being a toddler politician, would walk up and wave casually. They would be smitten with his adorable personality and giant, kissable cheeks and immediately start playing together. And then of course, I would say hi to Jen and Ben and start chatting. This would lead to an invitation to the NYE party (hope that okay, Tiff) and then I would mention, oh hey, I write a blog! Would you or Ben (or maybe Matt?) care to read it? Here's the link. And they we would all become besties and vacation together in Hawaii and attend Oscar parties with really lovely floral arrangements (mostly likely orchids in clear glass vases.)
A girl can dream, right?
Back to packing.
The irony isn't lost on us; yes, I realize most people are coming into Vegas for the holiday while we are heading out. But instead of attending the biggest party in America, we'd rather attend the best. ;-)
Happy New Year! Be safe and see you in '11.