Love Thursday is back.

This is Skyler & Spencer at four months old. Although the quality of the picture down right sucks (it’s was taken with my old 35mm, years before my very first digital camera), this has always been one of my favorite pictures of them. I think it shows the bond between twins. The way they are looking at each other and Skyler is reaching out to grab Spencer’s hand. Too bad they don’t still feel this way about each other. Now there’s more yelling at each other than hand holding. And their threat to each other is usually “YOU’RE NOT MY TWIN ANYMORE.” Oh, I miss the old days. When the couldn’t talk.

It is super cold out today. Not just cold, but super duper wuper cold. It’s around -11 degrees outside. Which isn’t quite as cold as yesterday’s -23 or last Thursday’s -33, but cold nontheless.

My van was low on gas. It was under an eighth of a tank and my little gas pump light was on. But it’s cold out and I didn’t really feel like standing outside at the gas station waiting for gas to pump in to my car.

Without me even asking Lee said, “Do you want me to follow you up to the gas station and pump your gas for you?”

And that’s just what he did. I sat in my warm car listening to the radio while Lee braved the whiping winds and freezing temperatures, filling my car up with gasoline.

But it didn’t end there. He also washed my back window for me. Now that’s true love people.

About an hour ago I got home from my first night of my Marketing Management class. I hate these first nights. I’m always a neurotic mess on the way to class, during class and on the way home.

Tonight we had to pick groups of five people. You know how well I am at whoring myself out (oh the Google hits I’ll get from that) to a group. Especially on the first night of class. I was petrified. So I wished it to all go away. Unfortunately it didn’t.

When I got home I sent this email to my teacher. I wish I was lying, but this is the actual email. Clearly a night to “think on it” was necessary. But I got trigger happy and hit send anyway.

Adjunct Lecturer Hillman,

I’m seeking your help in finding a group to work with on the group project. I have two versions of why I could not join a group in class tonight.

The long whiny version is that I live in [city 45 miles from school], work full-time during the day and have five kids. It’s hard for me to find a group that wants to work with the old lady who can only meet when her classmates either want to go out with their friends or sleep off a hangover.

The short real version is that I’m very shy and never actually asked anybody.

Since we’re on the subject of my ailments and you told us to contact you if we have any disabilities that may hinder us in class, I should probably tell you I have OCD. And because of that (plus the fact that I’m very shy) I am terrified of public speaking (along with some other things like my obsession with even number, but that’s neither here nor there). No amount of practice seems to help me overcome this fear. I’m a Project Manager by day so I deal with people all the time. I’m just a big weanie when I’m standing in front of the class or a large group of people. I typically survive the speech (obviously), but I often trip over my tongue and even snotted all over my shirt once. So I’m just warning you.

I hope you don’t think I’m a total loon. Unlike Britney, I take my medication every day so I should be well behaved in class.

See? I told you. If there was ever a case for keeping an email in the draft folder overnight, this was it. Learn from my mistakes people. Never send emails during or immediately following anxiety attacks.

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Also, on a separate note. I have a public service announcement for the jackass on the interstate on my way home.

If I fly by you in the right lane, it means your slow ass needs to get out of the left lane. The speed limit is 70. Not 55. Stop blocking traffic!

This heartfelt PSA was brought you by The Bean Blog.

Angela’s post about Jamie Lynne Spear’s pregnancy is back up. Go read it.

Leo, who recently got a book deal (Congrats!), has a great list of tips for staying productive while working from home.

Croutonboy has some parenting tips all parent’s should keep in mind.

Metalia won’t be at BlogHer this year because she’s pregnant. Congrats!

Carmen over at Mom to the Screaming Masses has an idea for a new reality Survivor show for men. How would your husband do on the show?

DraMa at Emancipation of a Drama Queen reminds you to never text while driving. Instead you should get a text bitch.