This week is chock full of stuff that needs to get done…by me. Like reading this in it’s entirety so that I can lead the discussion on it … tomorrow…at my house…which needs to be cleaned…before tomorrow. Instead, I’ve been trying to finish this.

Not only that but I need to finish my talk for Sacrament Meeting on Sunday. I’ve actually finished it but I do need to practice reading it. Yes, I will be reading it Celia. That’s the only way for me. I should also be practicing volleyball with my daughter Maddy who will be trying out for the local middle school volleyball team…this afternoon…at which I will not be cheering her on…because I have to take Jack to meet the new cardiologist here in Idaho. But we both decided we’d rather watch an old episode of Jon and Kate Plus Eight.

Back to the house cleaning, I really should at least be straightening it since I’ll be having a babysitter here this afternoon for the first time in, like, 3 years. As mentioned above, Maddy will be off at volleyball and Jack and I will be gone testing out the local stethescopes … which leaves a 4 year old and 7 year old…alone.

If I wasn’t doing that, I also need to help Will write his talk for Sunday School this week…or rather write it myself and rehearse it with him…or better yet maybe I’ll just give that assignment to Ralf. If that wasn’t enough, I should be writing my outline for the art class I will be teaching at the co-op this semester…starting in two weeks. Also on my list is reading through all the teacher’s manuals for the new curriculum I’ve bought for school this year…and then creating a master plan and calendar for each child so that we can stay on somewhat of a track.

Oh yeah, and I need to venture out to civilization to get a gift for the 8 hour long birthday party Jack is invited to…tomorrow morning. What reasonable sane mother would host an 8 hour long birthday party…at her HOUSE…for a bunch of 10 year old boys? Not me, that’s for sure!

But, with all that to do, I’m sitting here blogging. Why? Because I have been inspired by my new cyber-but-soon-to-meet-in-real-life-friend Jennifer. (Get this, in a round about way she “answered” my personal as an abnormally “normal” homeschool Mom who lives close by. Yea for me!) She blogged about her list of unconventional heart throbs that perhaps only the mother of young kids could appreciate. Check it out. It’s funny.

So in that spirit here’s my history of celebrity crushes:

It started with Leif Garrett. My bestfriend Jill Nelson made sure I knew it was pronounced Lafe and not Leaf. Either way he had neato hair!

Then came this hot little number.

I was more a Bo fan than a Luke fan. How about you?

Man, when The Outsiders came out, that was a feast for the eyes. Everyone, with the exception of maybe Emilio Estevez, made it onto the covers of my schoolbooks, outlined in hearts and all.

Ok, at about the same time I discovered Blackie from General Hospital, a crush that has withstood the test of time. To this day he’s a favorite.

John Stamos only gets better with age.

Confession time. PLEASE keep in mind, it was the 80s and he still had most of his original face. Sad but true, Michael Jackson makes it on my list of teenage crushes. Am I the only one???

Thelma and Louise changed my life forever. The bar had been raised. And despite his weirdo kid-collecting love fest with Angelina ( I am willing to look away), he remains a lifelong crush of mine.

These days when we’re not watching The Office, we watch The Food Network, Animal Planet, and The Discovery Channel. But that hasn’t kept me from finding my favorites.

Jeff Corwin is easy to watch.

Probably because he reminds me of Ryan Reynolds, another favorite.

And if it’s the Food Network that’s on, I’ll tune in to see Jim O’Connor from The Secret Life Of.

Never seen him? You should.

How about you? Feeling nostalgic yet? Ponch or John? J.R. or Bobby? Corey Haim or Feldman?