Not really. But this week was the most INSANE WEEK OF MY ENTIRE LIFE.

The twins! Are crazy! Their poor mother! Got very sick! So I took them! To the Dlug Family July 4th BBQ! So that she could get better.

For real. I took the twins that I nanny to a FAMILY FUNCTION of mine. Naturally, they were a huge hit. As almost 3-year old twin boys can sometimes be.

“Go in the pool! Go on the trampoline! Go in the hammock! Eat some chips? Read Winnie the Pooh? Go on the trampoline! Go down the slide! Balloons? Chips?” My family really came through and helped me race around the backyard and made sure the boys didn’t run through poison ivy or dive headfirst into the pool without supervision. Families are good like that. And parents, in particular, will probably rethink EVER nudging me about having grandchildren any time soon.

So, I’ve been working. And that’s all I have for you because I’m soooo tired. Also, pictures from birthday parties that I went to this week. Because, Margot! And Alayna! They are both OLD LADIES. And I’m too lazy to write anything else so, later!

Shout out to Alayna for having her birthday party at a place called “Rodeo”, where they served all things carnivorous and where live country music played later on that evening. It’s ‘cuz she’s from south of the Mason Dixon Line, y’all.

Shout out to Margot who turned 30 and also to my dear friend and frequent commenter Ashley, who ventured ALL THE WAY out of her house on the Upper East Side to the Astoria Beer Garden. It’s also worthy to note that Ashley tried to smuggle in an ENTIRE JUG of peanut butter filled pretzels but the Beer Garden security guards found her out. So in typical Ashley fashion, she hid the jug outside. On the street. IN NEW YORK CITY.When we went back to get it, hours later, it was STILL THERE and showed no noticeable signs of tampering. So we ate almost the entire jug. And we have not died. Yet.

You can catch the rest of the pics (though it’s a pretty pathetic few) on flickr.