Well, it's 12:37 and I'm eating potato chips dipped in full fat sour cream. I think this is a mother's version of nothing good happening after midnight. I can feel the second chin coming out.

It looks like I won't be volunteering at all at the film festival. Matt will be on a campout with Porter and the other scouts and I don't feel like going without him. Also, there were only 1 or 2 movies we were interested in seeing and, of course, there were no more volunteer slots open for those movies. So I'm going to be a 'bad' volunteer and bag the film festival. Instead, I will do something fun with my kids. Yeah, fun things with your kids are fun.