Sir Monkeypants has poker tonight. I always get a little excited when he’s going out for the evening because I envision myself with hours and hours of free time, quiet time, time to do whatever me-stuff I’ve been putting off.

In reality though, after all the kids are in bed and I’ve cleaned up the dinner dishes and answered my e-mail, I only have about an hour to fill up before bedtime. I usually book in about 100 hours of activities, so as you can see, I do set myself up for disappointment.

Here’s what I would love to do this evening (in descending order of their likelihood of actually happening):

1. watch the final two episodes of Pushing Daisies that I haven’t seen yet
2. watch any/all of the dozen episodes of Jon And Kate Plus 8 I have stored up on the PVR
3. finish off a few half-written blog posts
4. port the kids’ baby books over from the old computer and update them
5. sort and label the photos we took over Easter weekend; select the best ones for printing and make a FuturePhoto order
6. take a long, hot bubble bath
7. flip through a six-month backlog of magazines so they can be recycled/returned/removed from my desk
8. watch my DVD of Serenity with the commentary turned on
9. watch my DVD of Ocean’s Eleven with the commentary turned on
10. try out our new elliptical trainer

Ah, who am I kidding. I’ll probably have a big bowl of ice cream and fall asleep while watching Don’t Forget The Lyrics. Always a party at TurtleHead’s house!