(This is me if I ever get my shizzle together and gain enlightenment. Mel as the Buddha. I've got so far to go it seems like enlightenment is 15 lifetimes away, but it's a great goal anyway.)

Oh, sweet Providence! I'm headed to Rhode Island this weekend. I've never been. You can cross the whole state in 45 minutes and now I get to do more than drive though. My fabulous cousin and her darling brain surgeon husband (seriously) and their ridiculously adorable kids live there. My other fabulous cousin and her awesome kids are coming in from St. Louis, and my favorite aunt & uncle are driving up from Pittsburgh. It's going to be a little family reunion of sorts. We're going to BBQ and go to the beach and I'm sure I'll get a good, healthy dose of birth control (read: lots of time with the kids).

P.S. Project Runway is better than mediocre sex. It's not better than good sex, because, well... what is? The Runway is hot this season. Anyone else listening to Tim Gunn's podcasts? I'm addicted. I listened to 3 this morning and another on the train ride home.