Until consideration for Zoe entered the picture, I had CT scans and blood work (tumor markers) every six months so anything suspicious might be nipped in the bud. I was happy to have ultrasounds instead of CT scans when I was pregnant and since I have been nursing, mainly because they are quicker and I [...]
In late November of 2002, Joel asked me (on a beach in Seaside, California) to marry him. When I returned to College Station after that trip, something inside me clicked: people who are responsible enough to get married ought to floss every day. So I began flossing every single night before bed, without fail, and [...]
This post is brought to you by the fact that The Biggest Loser Couples is tonight, and I’m beside myself. I have prepared what I call Bikini Burgers for dinner (more on that if they turn out well), and Zoe is taking one of her rare naps. Thus, I blog. This morning I had occasion [...]
Has anyone ever really seen how lunchmeat is made? Um, ew. Thanks, History Channel.
Big B, little b, what begins with B? Blake’s belly full of Bueno. B…b…B. Maybe there will be less Taco Bueno in the year to come… And maybe there won’t. I’m making another go at long, beautiful nails for sure. Happy New Year!
Posting every day is not something I ever intended to do after NaBloPoMo ended, but I didn’t mean to take so many days off… I sort of had an excuse in the form of some awful cold. I’m happy to say that I am finally off my death bed. (Actually, I have an infant, so [...]
We can now walk in our closet! And pick out clothes to boot! I did take a break from my official workout yesterday, but with all the heaving and ho-ing (?) of boxes and piles, my body was moved. I stayed up WAY too late last night watching Waitress – loved it – and Joel [...]
I just about forgot to post tonight. Whoop for the Aggies on their win today. I may not care about football and I may be a two percenter, but I’m related to some serious fans, so I’ll get excited for them. Here’s something to consider: according to The Biggest Loser the other night, the average [...]