9 days...

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Taryn had her first pediatrician appointment today. She is 9 days old. Here are her birth stats vs. her current stats:
The doctor said that Taryn is doing great! She said "Obviously the feeding is going well." Usually they want babies to regain their birth weight within 2 weeks. Taryn not only regained her birth weight, but gained a whole extra 1/2 lb in 9 days! Usually the doctor has babies come back for a 2 week checkup, but she said we could skip that one and come back for the one-month check-up since Taryn is obviously thriving.

Taryn was extremely well behaved for the doctor and didn't even cry a bit. She really liked the doctor's orange wall. We'll see if the magical orange wall will help at the next visit when she gets some shots.

Check out this great belly shirt!

Projectile Poop

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The other day I boldly jumped one of the many hurdles of motherhood.

I got projectile pooped on.

We have been using our ottoman with a changing pad on top of it to do most of Taryn's diaper changes when we're in the living room. So, I was sitting on the couch and Taryn was on the ottoman. I cracked open the diaper and reached for a baby wipe.

And then I heard a huge fart and poop flies at me (legs, not face, thank goodness!), the couch, the ottoman, and the carpet between. And then I heard Lee laughing.

I tried to start to clean Taryn up while Lee came over to assist in the carpet/couch cleaning. Just as he was down on the floor cleaning, there was another huge fart and more poop flies at the carpet. It seriously somehow went between Lee's arms to land on the carpet and somehow did not get on him at all. He said it was a moment straight out of the Matrix, and I agree. I totally saw it in slow motion as well.

Who me??

Ri-DONK-ulous

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Last night I was watching tv while trying to soothe a screaming baby. I was only half paying attention to the drug commercial that was on.

They were listing all of the side effects, and I was like "What is this?"

"No, it can't be what I think they're saying..."

"Oh my gosh, it is."

They now have a drug called Latisse that is supposed to help you grow longer thicker EYELASHES. Are you serious? Is this worth the money? The side effects? There are just WAY too many drugs on the market these days!

Our first 3 days in pics

10cm dilated and ready to push. If I had known what that meant, I would not have been nearly this excited.
Finally out! Lee got to spend some time bonding with Taryn while the doctor was finishing things up with me.
Finally got to hold my little girl! Grandma Mary is head over heels in love!

Lee's first diaper change... EVER. And the contents were not pretty.
Our "celebration dinner" at the hospital. The dessert was awesome. So was the wine*!
On Saturday, we gave her her first sponge bath. She did not so much like it.

"I can't believe you did that to me!"

* P.S. Yes, Reuter, I had my first Bud Light last night. It was tasty!

Busy weekend at home!

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Lee and I finally got to bring our little Taryn home from the hospital on Friday, late evening. It was definitely time for us to be sprung from our prison. I was about one shift of nurses away from going off the deep end!

Friday night was a little rough. Taryn decided to cry from 11pm - 2am. At 2am, I threw in the towel and woke up Lee and said "Your turn." So, Lee took the 2am-2:10am shift. Wow. She is now adapting to being home though. She slept a lot yesterday and was a perfect baby last night too. She slept the whole night except to eat at 2, 5 & 8am.

My mom has been up from Lafayette ogling her first granddaughter. My dad just arrived last night from New Jersey. Lee's parents were up on Friday evening. Tomorrow we have my uncles and grandma coming. We need to start charging admission! The good news is that we've been getting tons of food! Gotta love that!

Don't forget, the greatest spectacle in racing today!!! The Indy 500!

Sorry for all the cell phone pics. Its all i can do from the hospital with no laptop! We'll be home tomorrow night!

Taryn hearts mom!

Big ol baby with a bow in her hair!

Wednesday - The BIG Day

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I went to the doctor this morning and it turns out our little bundle of joy is WAY too comfy in the womb. Since tomorrow is my due date, it is time to take the bull by the horns and get this show on the road.

So, I report to the hospital at 6am on Wednesday for a date with destiny (and an IV of pitocin).

As Mich & Reuter can surely vouch for, it is so strange to have the date set. And to know your baby's birth date before it happens. "Yes, honey, you were born on May 20th because Wednesday was the doctor's on-call day!"

(Oh well, it's as good a reason as Lee & my wedding anniversary. When we had to move the wedding up 8 months thanks to the Navy, we called our reception hall and they happened to have a cancellation on September 16th.)

On one hand, it is nice to know and be able to plan for it. But, on the other hand, if it were a surprise, I wouldn't have time to overanalyze everything which would be nice too. My last day of work was on Friday, so at this point, all I have to do is obsess. And I'm doing a good job of it.

While prego, almost everyone reads the book "What to Expect When You're Expecting" or some similar ginormous book. (Seriously, it's 616 pages long.) You read about all the crazy things that are going to happen to you thanks to that alien being growing in your stomach and the hormones that come with. And you don't believe it. "There's no way a dark line is going to appear on my stomach." Oh... There it is.

The thing I probably was most skeptical about was the idea of "nesting". When a woman is getting close to the end of the pregnancy, supposedly she starts wanting to get the house in order, clean everything in sight, wash & re-wash the baby clothes, etc etc etc. I did NOT think that sounded like something I would ever do. I usually avoid cleaning as much as possible.

But, as shocking as it sounds, I have totally gotten kind of crazy about things. I want to organize every closet. I am obsessed with baskets and all the things I could store in baskets. I bought bags that go under your bed to store winter clothes during the summer and summer clothes during the winter. I have rearranged our bookshelves. I wrote out directions to whoever might come to our house about how to feed the cats. I've gotten every thank-you note written for the gifts we have received. I have some baby bottles sterilized and ready to be used. The inside of my car has been cleaned. I have created a list of everyone in the family's phone numbers and who is supposed to call who.

And now, things have been stepped up a notch. Knowing that labor is like 40 hours away, suddenly my "clean enough" house is not clean enough for the newborn that will be coming home this weekend. Or for the guests that will be arriving to see the newborn.

So, what is left on my nuerotic list of nesting?
* Wash every blanket & towel in the house.
* Dust everything.
* Clean every un-dustable surface with PineSol.
* Re-pack my hospital bag.
* Make up the beds that my mom & dad will be sleeping in when they visit.
* Make Lee vacuum (I don't like to vacuum, it's loud.)
* Stock the beverage fridge (yes, some celebratory Bud Light will be included)

Ok, time to get back to nesting. (I think Lee is out "man nesting" in the yard.)

Candy = Yum

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On Saturday, Lee and I made a trip up to Merrillville, as we do most weekends. No real plans to speak of this weekend, just trying to pass the time until baby girl decides to grace us with her presence. The trip was none too exciting. Petsmart, the Home Depot, Babies R Us, and TGI Fridays for lunch. (Seriously, sounds like Will Ferrel in Old School, doesn't it?)

After all of that, I decided I wanted to hit up the Albanese Candy Factory. We always see the signs for it. Plus, in college, Ahow lived with Steve Albanese, so we'd heard about the candy factory many times.

First off, the place is much bigger than I expected. I don't know what I was thinking... I guess you do need quite a bit of space to make lots of candy! The front is a large candy store with windows to see back into the factory part. What we could see of the factory really wasn't that exciting. We saw lots of powdered sugar, and that's about it.

There was so much candy there! And not just stuff made by Albanese. There were lots of "old school" candies that I hadn't seen in years. Like the little wax bottles that you bite open and they contain sugary juice... Classic. Unfortunately, there were also a TON of people there. Agh! I got ran over by a dude at one point. I said to Lee "Apparently he underestimated his size," and Lee said "Or yours." Hmmm. The coolest part of the store was this huge tube that had melted chocolate dripping down it from about 50 feet up. Delicious looking.

With all the crowds, Lee and I grabbed some gummy bears (supposedly their specialty), chocolate covered pretzels, and a ginormous turtle (for Lee) and bailed.

All in all, I'm glad I got to see the place. But, I was quite disappointed in the lack of Oompa Loompa's. The white chocolate pretzels and the gummy bears have both been quite delicious. Although I'm not sure I'm enough of a connoisseur to really say if they have the BEST gummy bears...

Reminds me of a former co-worker...

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Turns out this girl chose not to wear undies on yearbook photo day....

And she wore a dress...

And she sat in the front row...

And she didn't cross her legs...

The result? Beaver shot.

If ALL of these things hadn't happened, we wouldn't have a problem. Now her & her mom are trying to recall all of the school yearbooks to try and get the picture removed. Yes, I'm sure it is embarrassing for her. But, perhaps it serves as a good lesson to all the other girls out there. Which is worse? Someone seeing your panty line (gasp!) or someone seeing your "goods"? Make that EVERYONE seeing your "goods".

Moral of the story: Wear underwear.

More Biggest Loser - The numbers...

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Reuter posed an interesting question this morning during our Biggest Loser chat on Gmail. How does Helen stack up compared to past Biggest Loser winners?

Since I am just stretching the last of my work out to last me through Friday, I decided to do a little research.

Turns out, Reuter was right. Helen is the Biggest Loser OF the Biggest Losers!

Way to go skeleton woman who sends her daughter home!

My name's Helen...

...and I sent my daughter home to struggle with her weight loss so that I could look like a skeleton and have a space between my thighs. Mother of the year doesn't pay out $250k!

My name's David...

...and I didn't learn crap on the Biggest Loser. AND, I selfishly and stupidly got my partner Daniel kicked off when he really needed to be there.

Biggest Loser Finale Review

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I have to start this out by saying: 3 HOURS?!? REALLY?!?


I mean, we all KNOW that they could fit their weekly 2 hour show into 1 hour if they just cut the fat. No pun intended. So, I'm sure they could have done the finale in 2 hours EASY! And watching it with no DVR... Ouch.


That being said, here is my rundown split up in "the good", "the bad" and "the ugly".


The Good
* Jerry & Estella both looked really great! Although, doesn't Jerry look older than 64?
* Ali looked really good! She definitely lost the baby weight. (According to Lee, she did not lost the baby boobs.)
* Jerry winning the at-home prize. What a sleeper! I totally did not see that coming.
* Nicole looked really great! Skinny, but with muscle. Impressive.
* Sione & Filipe's Tongan dance. I don't know why, but that cracks me up every time. I think it is the super serious looks they get on their face. And did you see Sione's watch almost fly off?
* Tara & Mike both looked really good. They looked healthy.


The Bad
* Helen's daughter Shanon still being a bit porky. Seriously, how did Helen let her go home so that SHE could stay on campus and get super skinny? Shanon had more weight to lose than Helen.
* David. I totally called this. He had lost like 40 lbs total. Which isn't much when you start out at close to 400 lbs.
* Damien's thighs. Wow. You can tell he lost a lot of weight, but somehow his thighs are still ginormous. That is so strange for a dude. Plus, he seemed to be confused and think he was Filipe with all his yelling.
* They kept showing Max, Mike's brother, Ron's son and he is still huge. I was kind of hoping for some progress out of him as well.
* NO PREVIEW FOR NEXT SEASON. BOO HISS!!!


The Ugly
* Daniel. He did really great, I must say. 140lbs is amazing. But, to have lost that much and still be over 300lbs. Wow.
* Kristin's hair. Jeepers! What is that bright glow on the stage?
* Joelle talking. Ever. Someone just cut out her voice box please. Does she ever make any sense?
* Bringing in those two girls from next season and having America vote for one of them. This was totally just unnecessary fluff. And kind of rude to the girls. Drag them up there and make them workout for America... And could anyone really tell them apart?
* Helen. She looked unhealthy. Her face looked gaunt. Her body looked rather skeleton-esque. For a 48-year old woman that is 5'6", 117lbs is just too skinny. She is the same height as I am, and I weighed more than that when I graduated from high school and I was still a twiggy 1/2 child. I guess she did what she had to win (Reuter's math was right on). But, I'm really hoping she left the live finale and went and ate a freakin' steak or something. Geesh.


The week of finales continues tonight with LOST! I am so SO sad to see LOST wrap up for the season. Love that show!!!

So much better than mine!

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The only problem I see is that I would eat all my business cards. Check it out!

Congrats Lee!

Congratulations on making the Dean's List! Always knew you had it in you!

39 Weeks - Dear Lord

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Today I am 39 weeks pregnant. On a positive note, the doctor told me that if I do not go into labor on my own, I will probably be induced next Wednesday the 20th. So, I only have 8 more days to go.

But, when you are ginormous and extremely uncomfortable, you never want to look at the positive notes... Here are some not-so-wonderful stats from this pregnancy:

~ I got pregnant 259 days ago.
~ That means I have been pregnant close to 71% of the year.
~ If I normally drink 10 beers a week, that means that I have missed out on close to 400 beers!
~ The great drinking days I've missed: Labor Day (I actually had a couple beers, but I had a suspicion I was prego, so I only had about 2 over a 10 hour day at the lake), Thanksgiving & the night before, December 23rd, Christmas, New Years (although, I did manage to toss my cookies sober), my 28th b-day, St. Patty's Day (ouch) and Cinco de Mayo.
~ I have gained 28% of my body weight during pregnancy. (Yes, I gained quite a bit more than I had hoped.)
~ My stomach's circumference has increased by around 50%. Scary.

For some reason, when I imagine the baby in my stomach, I picture her having my stomach set up like a really pimped out college dorm room. She probably has a flat screen tv and a stocked mini-fridge. She steals our WiFi and is already on MySpace or Twitter or whatever the kids use these days. HEY, SHE BETTER NOT BE READING MY BLOG RIGHT NOW!

Like the doctor said yesterday, hopefully she isn't this hard to evict when she is 18!

(I told the doctor if she takes after her dad, she will be this hard to evict at 18! Haha!)

Woohoo!

Fellow

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I always wondered if I'd ever make it to be a Fellow in the Society of Actuaries...

I was right to wonder.

But, at least now I can be a different kind of fellow.

See anyone you know?

I sound super cool... I'd want to be my friend.

(Think this is an appropriate follow-up to my last post? Hahahaha!)

Small work rant (that may turn into a large work rant)

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One of my bosses at work (who is a female, by the way) absolutely HATES when people take time off work. I think she has a complex that she works harder than everyone else and everyone else is a slacker compared to her. She complains whenever someone had PTO scheduled and makes comments like "Well, they really shouldn't take PTO before an exam." And "Well, they really shouldn't take PTO after an exam," and "Well, they really shouldn't take PTO in the month of August." She hates it when people stock up on PTO and then take a 2 week vacation (although she just did it last month). She makes totally inappropriate comments like "Well, I guess it's ok that she take two weeks off since she is going on vacation with her family." Hey, it's personal time off of work. You don't get to JUDGE whether it is appropriate or not. If I want to take all my PTO days to sit around the house alternating getting drunk and nursing a hangover, that's my own business. (I would personally pick at least a different locale to do that though. Getting drunk around the house for 3 weeks would be pretty boring.) This woman also emailed me (expecting a response) last summer when I was in Hawaii for a week. I actually DID get the email because email was the only way I was in touch with Lee on the ship. But, to EXPECT people to respond when you KNOW they're in Hawaii. Come on.

Anyway, that initial rant is just background to what is happening now. Obviously, if this woman hates PTO so much, she REALLY hates maternity leave. She has two kids and brags about the fact that with her second child she returned to work after three days. I personally don't think that is something to brag about.

She has been giving me a hard time about my upcoming maternity leave since she first found out about my pregnancy. This is clearly not "right" (or legal). Especially since... This is going to be shocking... She is in charge of our Human Resources department!!!! I can't think of a better person for THAT role (insert heavy sarcasm).

Anyway, at first she just kept complaining because I hadn't informed her of when I would be out on maternity leave. Um, you know my due date and I said that I planned to work up until the baby came... Beyond that, you might need to ask God & the baby.

Then she was asking me disapprovingly how much time I planned to take off. Full 12 weeks baby! I don't care if you like it or not. It's the law.

Now that I am down to (hopefully) one more full week of work, things are ramping up. Yesterday she wrote an email saying that a project "of mine" was near the deadline and was concerned that I hadn't worked on it. I wrote her back to tell her 1) I was not assigned to that project (listing the people who ARE) and 2) the project doesn't even BEGIN until July 1st. IN YOUR FACE!

Today she has been asking if I have transitioned one of our common clients to the person that is taking over for me. I have sent him a 3 page (single space), DETAILED to the point that it makes me nauseous, explanation of what he will need to do for the client. And she was Cc'd on the email. Yet, she is still harrassing me that "THIS TRANSITION MUST BE SEAMLESS." Well, to be honest, I've done what I can do to help this guy, and at some point, I just can't be held accountable if he totally screws the pooch on the client.

SO, at this point, I am SO ready to just get the hell out of here and have this baby and not check my work email. (Or check it but not respond. Haha!) Sorry for the huge novel. I commend you if anyone actually made it through the entire thing. But, if nothing else, it made me feel a lot better. Although, these are the days that a Bud Light would be even better than a hateful blog!

Back to work. Urgh. Hurry up baby!

Nothing much is new here...

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Sorry for the lack of posts, other than to talk about television. Things are rather dull around here. I am no longer commuting in to Chicago. It's a huge relief since I was scared to death of going into labor up there. However, it gives me a lot of "home time". My big outtings usually include trips to CVS or walks around the neighborhood. Neither of these really create much to blog about.

We're closing in on 10 days from my due date (tomorrrow). The doctor told us that she would not let me go more than a week past my due date. Thank goodness. (Sorry Reuter, no June baby!) At least there is an end in sight. This little girl seems awfully comfortable. And Lauren is getting LARGER.......

This weekend is Mother's Day. Don't forget folks! We're going to Monticello to see Lee's mom, Lafayette to see my mom, and Kokomo to see my grandma. Quite the triangle of Indiana fun! But, I'm not-so-secretly hoping that all plans are called off due to having to go pop out a baby.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all the mothers out there. And to everyone else. Happy Friday!

What has Lee been watching?

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I'm sure this has been a question on everyone's mind since we gave up ESPN, HGTV, the History Channel, etc: What has Lee been watching? Some of the shows, I think, are slightly better than the hours of Sportscenter he had been logging.

However, some of the shows are a little worrisome...

Good shows:
The news
Family Feud - LOVE the Feud!
Cash Cab - Lee is scary good at this show. I think he needs to start cabbing around NYC trying to get on this show. Unfortunately, cabbing around NYC is super expensive.
Doing Davinci - other than the name (did they really have to call it that?), this is pretty educational and interesting.

Worrisome:
The Lake County news show - worst news show ever, it is painful to watch. I'm pretty sure there are junior high news shows produced by the students that are better than this!
TMZ - Oh. My. Gosh. I don't even know who half the "celebrities" are that they talk about on this show.
Time Warp - there is nothing really wrong with this show. I just think it is boring. How many things can you watch in slow motion. Really?
Lots of nature shows - which is good for him, but I hate them because I don't like watching animals die.

TBL - Who you gonna vote for?

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Personally, I think this episode was kind of a lot of fluff. All the contestants went home for 30 days. Reuter thinks this is because they overlapped seasons and they had to wrap up the prior season finale. Either way, I think it was a little silly. Why go home for 30 days RIGHT before going home for good? If the 30 day break had been more in the middle, it might be a novel idea, but right before they go home for good?

Anyway, here is a breakdown of the episode:

1. They all return home. Did anyone else notice that either Ron & Mike actually had different limos or else the show tried hard to make it look like they did? Why would they take two different limos to the same place. Silly.
2. Everyone gets home to big celebrations. Speech speech, etc. Ron & Mike start trying to work on Mike's brother Max (who is bigger than Mike and younger!). Tara is nervous about hanging out with her friends and not drinking and gorging on 1/2 price bar appetizers (yum, wings). And did you notice, Helen's daughter is still looking pretty large? Way to go Helen. You're all skinny at the cost of your daughter's health. Mother of the year.
3. The contestants get a box on their porch again. No cookies this time. Darn. But, the DVD announces their challenge. To run a MARATHON this time. This just seems like a bad idea. A marathon takes much more time to train for than just 30 days! I won't go into it more than that, but Reuter has a lot more to say...
4. Jillian & Bob make visits to all of the contestants at their homes. This takes a lot longer for Jillian since she has 3 and Bob only has Ron left. (Good luck Bob.) But, fortunately, Helen, Mike & Ron all live near Detroit.
5. Jillian talks to Mike about letting go of his quest to "fix" his brother. Max has to want to do it himself.
6. Jillian talks to Tara & Helen about life balance. When Helen was talking about how busy her life was, I kind of was annoyed. She was like "I have my husband and my family..." Um, ok. Your kids are grown. Your husband just handled life without you for 17 weeks. What exactly is so taxing here? It's not like that one chick that went home to her 500 young children (on the yellow team). Jillian actually made both Tara & Helen have a drink. Helen looked like she was scared to death of her glass of wine. Little bit different than when they were on their spa getaway! And Tara, she just has the most addictive personality. From overeating, to overdoing it on the workouts. She just can't do anything in moderation. I guess it is good she got addicted to food and not crack.
7. Bob visited Ron and took Ron & Max to the gym. He gave Max a good workout. Then he helped him a little with his nutrition. He had Max go get a "normal" meal. He brought back a double cheeseburger, large fries and a milkshake. Yum! Good choice! Bob showed him what 600 calories of that would be. It still looked tasty. Max seemed to respond really well to Bob. It was good to see.
8. Time for the marathon. Each contestant was running for $10k to donate to the charity of their choice. Along the marathon route, there were people waiting to run with the contestants. First it was family members. Then it was past contestants. They had Bernie, Ali, Michelle, a couple others, and HEBA. Why did they have her? She is not even likeable! Mike had injured his hip training for the marathon, so he had to walk it. Just like his big poppa. (Although, he was walking much faster.)
9. Tara & Helen finished in pretty good time! Tara was under 5 hours! Mike was much slower because he was walking, but he still finished. Ron had a TON of trouble along the way. At one point they were taking his blood and making him eat stuff. I thought he was going to flat line. His hands were shaking like crazy! I expected him to throw in the towel like he did on the 1/2 marathon. But, Ron really impressed me and he pushed through. I think the fact that all of the former contestants were walking with him helped a lot. He was holding all the girls' hands. Mmmmhmmm. Ron was liking that.
10. Ron finally finishes and Mike is there crying. Then the brown team + Max stand there crying and hugging. They're a tearful bunch.
11. They all get their $10k checks. I kind of wish TBL had shown who they decided to donate the money too. I wanted to know!
12. At the weigh-in, the contestants put up some numbers that would be pretty good for them if it was a week. But, this was 30 days! Yes, it was 30 days at home, but still...
13. A total nightmare to team brown, Mike & Ron fall under the yellow line together. Just like last season when Heba fell under the line with her husband, Ron begs for America to vote for his son. Mike says to vote for either of them. Last season it was hilarious how everyone ignored Heba's husband and didn't vote for Heba. Haha! I don't think this time will be the same. Mike is much more likeable than Heba!

I already voted (for Mike). I want Tara to have some competition. VOTE HERE!

Oh, and apparently, Lee is a Tara-hater as well. Last night while she was on one of her rants about how she thought she couldn't do something but then she did, Lee was like "Everytime she starts talking, I get the urge to change the channel." Best quote of the night!

Can't wait for the finale next week! Lee doesn't think that anyone is going to end up "super buff" this season. I think he'll be surprised. Some people I really want to see:

* Daniel & David

* Joelle (I hope she's fat. That is so mean to say, but man she was the worst!)

* Kristin

* Nicole (the black chick that came back to the ranch momentarily)

Locks of Love - The hair has been chopped!

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Yesterday was the big hair cutting day for Locks of Love. I wasn't smart enough to make an appointment anywhere (that would require planning). When I found out that it happened to be prom weekend around Lafayette, I was a little concerned that it might not happen....

But, I found a woman that was willing to take one last haircut for the day just a few blocks from my mom's house. Sweet!

BEFORE
AFTER

The woman ended up cutting off ELEVEN inches of hair to send to Locks of Love. I have to admit, I had a couple moments of panic when I saw how short the initial cut was. Then, as she started to trim it up and style it, there were more inch-long clumps of hair flying everywhere. I was definitely concerned. But, I am happy with the short haircut. It's going to be great this summer!

The cut hair goes in the mail tomorrow. Hopefully it'll make a fine wig for some kid!

A few pics from the Beas baby shower...

Some decor...
I love brownies!!!

Cousin Tyler chugs his beer...

Cousin Jamie chugs!

I think i finally figured out the pics!

I CAN BLOG FROM MY PHONE NOW! And sadly, this is the most productive thing i've done this afternoon... Sorry work!!

Dear baby,

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Thank you for your cooperation!

Love,
Your mom

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