WINNER! WINNER!

There were 107 enteries... including the 86 from my personal blog and 21 from my giveaway blog.

Thank you ALL for entering. And thank you CSNStores for the awesome giveaway!

And the winner is...


Congratulations, Krystyn! Be on the lookout for an e-mail from me to get your contact info.

Tick off Tuesday on Thursday {because I was too lazy to write it earlier}

Dear Brad and Angie {Can I call you that? Can I call you Angie instead of Angelina?},

I have concerns about your children. Namely, Shiloh. Oh how beautiful she is. The cutest lips, the perfect little nose, the cutest blonde hair. My concern? The most recent picture of your child...

Photo courtesy of People.com

It is quite possible that your child may be the next Chastity... turned Chaz... Bono.

The "pageboy hairstyle" aka "bowl cut" isn't so flattering. Shiloh looks like a boy.

This isn't the first time I have noticed the way you dress her. I know that it is absolutely none of my business but I must get my frustrations off of my chest. The way your dress {and now cut Shiloh's hair} ticks me off. Very badly.

I googled a few pictures for proof.

Exhibit A:

Summer wear

Photo courtesy of People.com

Where do I begin? The tie. The shirt that is possibly a hand-me-down from Pax. The wind suit pants that are also possibly a hand-me-down from Pax. The fedora. Really?
The saddest part? Look at her sweet older sister, Zahara, who was walking with her in this picture.

Photo courtesy of InStyle

I would totally wear that dress and I'm 25 24. It is awesome and I love it and I wish they had it in my size. Z was like 3 and made InStyle magazine. Every little girls dream. ;)
This picture proves to me that you know how to dress a girl. So why is Shiloh always dressed like a boy?

Exhibit B: Winter weather wear

Photos courtesy of People.com

The wind suit. The tennis shoes. The monkey ear hat. Really? Really?

Z's winter weather wear?

Photo courtesy JustJared

Bright tights. Cute girly shoes. Cute colorful hat. Awesome black princess coat.

I just don't understand.

Exhibit C: Jolie-Pitt girls minus Vivienne.

Photo courtesy iBabyCouture

You, Angie, know how to dress. Minus the tattoos you are probably the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You say that Shiloh is a "tomboy". I call dressing like a "tomboy", wearing boyfriend jeans and your hair in a ponytail. Actually taking on the role of the "boy" part of the word "tomboy" is a bit extreme.

Dress that sweet baby in girl clothing. Please. I beg you. You are both beautiful people and your children are beautiful too. It is just sad that I am secretly thinking about what name Shiloh will choose in her later years. My bet is she will go for "Shi" because "loh" sounds too girly. You never know, she may throw a "z" on the end and make it "Shiz". "Shiz Jolie-Pitt".

Sad.

Very concerned,
Your biggest fan and supporter... Hailey {just Hailey. No "z". No boy clothes. Just Hailey.}

A little Bob for Wordless Wednesday

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou")

Singin' "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin' "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"
~ Bob Marley

Life rocks.

All of your stabs were wrong about this post.

No, I am not pregnant... thank the good Lord above. To be graphic for a minute, my IUD is still firmly intact.

The big news?

Aggressive potty training started today.

Bug yelled "tee-tee" and ran to the potty. I sat her on the pot. She tee-teed.

I am so proud.

However, 6 accidents later we are still a work in progress. That is only to be expected. However, at 9:15 this morning, my sweet precious Bug tee-teed in the potty when she was just shy of 17 months old.

My life rocks.

Kourtney Kardashian. . .

... takes the prize for Super-freaking-woman of the year.

Last night as I sat in the chair all curled up in my big green blanket, I watch Kourtney pull her baby out of her vag.

You don't believe me? This is the only place I can find it online. I don't think I can upload it to the blog though. Click HERE to watch. It is the third video down. Believe me, you want to see this.

I sat with my mouth wide open like WTF? Is she seriously pulling her own baby out of vagina? She wasn't crying. She wasn't tense. She was very blase. Like, "Hey world! I'm pulling my baby out of my own body... butt ass naked... on national television. No biggie."

Kudos Kourtney. You are more of a woman than I will ever be.

Take a stab.

What is the significance of today?

Monday, February 22nd.

More specifically 9:15am Monday, February 22nd?

Guess away my friends. Guess away.

Mommy & Me Monday.

Hosted by Krystyn

Welcome to Mommy & Me Monday hosted my Krystyn. Here is what Mommy & Me Monday is all about...

Krystyn writes... "So, I am starting up a “Mommy and Me Monday.” I am challenging you to get at least a picture of yourself with you child, or children once a week. Then, on Mondays, you post that “Mommy and Me” picture with or without a story or fun anecdote about you and that child (not necessarily relating to the picture, just about you and the subject of that picture)."

Totally forgot to take a picture of just me and the girls this weekend. I am making it a top priority for this week though. This week, I will share my most recent picture.


My hair looks awesome in this picture. Just kidding!

Be jealous!

Another Momversation.

A new topic of controversy for you guys to read about.

I can't wait to hear your input!

{Remember to leave your judgements at the door. Let's just talk. Mom to Mom. We can learn from each other.}

Check it out HERE!

I am...

I am a... doctor with amazing healing powers. I can heal all wounds with a simple kiss and an occasional Disney Princess Band-Aid.

I am a... lawyer with a high success rate in resolving disputes in a matter of seconds.

I am an... engineer. I can put together a Cozy Coupe and they clearly require an engineering degree to do so.

I am an... event planner with uncanny skills in arranging playdates and outings to keep my sanity.

I am a... mathematician who can equally divide pieces of candy to suit all recipients.

I am a... dental hygienist who has learned how to successfully clean the teeth of two children at the same time AND with minimal amount of swallowing.

I am a... pharmacist who asked a real pharmacist the exact formula for infant and toddler Tylenol dosages. Now there is no panicking when I have to give one of the children Tylenol.

I am a... nutritionist who can throw together a lunch of hot dogs and chips and convince myself that the chips are the veggie and that Hawaiian Punch serves as the fruit.

I am a... speech pathologist who is constantly reminding her three year old that frog is most definitely pronounced "frog" NOT "frawg".

I am a... janitor despite the many attempts of giving up the job. Toilets have to be cleaned.

I am an... architect who can make a sweet tower out of MegaBlocks. I have been known to throw towers up that are taller than Caroline. I have skills.

I am a... plumber who uses 3 tablespoons of dish soap, super hot water and a plunger to unclog toilets. {PS- It didn't work. Instead, I had bubbles coming over the top of the toilet. This was not one of my better moments as a plumber.}

I am a... teacher who teaches my children the meaning of life, love and happiness {hopefully}.

I am a... chauffeur that is terrible at the whole driving thing.

I am a... choreographer who can choreograph a bad ass routine to Britney, Black Eyed Peas, Pink, etc. I teach my children mad dance skills.

I am a... financial planner who can stretch 2 dollar bills to feed three people. I rock.

I am a... parole officer that can keep tabs on a three year old who is suppose to be sitting in time out while also caring for a wild-child wannabe.

I am a... detective that can use clues to figure out why my child is crying, who did it, why they did it, and see to it that they are reprimanded for it.

I am many things.

I am a wife.

I am a best friend.

I am Hailey.

I.am.a.mother.

Friday Randoms.

Don't forget about my giveaway! Be sure to enter!
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- I'm over the sassy-mouth-ugly-talk-back-talk-three-year-old-stage. It is no fun and I'm done with it. Next stage please.

- Emma now enjoys singing her ABC's. Too bad she knew part of BoomBoom Pow by the Black Eyed Peas way before she was even showing interest in songs like ABC's.

- I couldn't find my keys the other morning before preschool pick up. I ran around the house like a crazy person. I decided to go sit Emma in her carseat while I searched a little more because I was beginning to panic. I looked for like 2 more minutes and ran back outside to check on Emma... clearly my car was running. It had been the whole time. I forgot I started it. After that, I decided that it might be in my best interest to take an extra pill because I am losing my freaking mind.

- Caroline took a cookie sandwich for snack the other day. When I picked her up, her teacher told me that she ate the icing out of the cookie but didn't eat the cookie because "she said she was allergic." Last night she announced she was allergic to lemons. WTH? That's what happens when you have kids in your class with allergies. They learn so quickly.

- Emma is in the midst of potty training. I haven't gone hardcore yet but we are in the beginning stages. It hasn't been fun so far. Have I ever told you the amount of fluid that my child consumes in a day? Probably more than me, Ryan and Caroline put together. Lots of fluids= lots of piss. No fun.

- I ordered Caroline's Easter dress. I am hoping it is just as pretty in person as it is in the catalog.

- I have been organizing and cleaning for two days. Actually just yesterday but whatever. We can just tell everybody it has been two days.

- I have started folding clothes straight out of the dryer. I will grab something out of the dryer, fold it, lay it on top of the washer. Once everything is folded, I take it upstairs. I'm proud. Most of the time clothes pile up on the couch and never even make it upstairs. {I'm writing this because maybe I will continue doing it if I write it.}

- I stayed up until 1:30 last night watching DVRed TV shows and cleaning. What is wrong with me?

- I broke down a few months ago and got Facebook. I am addicted. I used Anna's for a long time to FB stalk people. Hello my name is Hailey and I am a Facebook stalker.

- While stalking, I came across this question that my sister's best friend answered about her...


... which made me laugh out loud. "like my own personal google". Haha! I think Anna should put this on her business card one day. "Anna H.- Your own personal google."

- I don't feel that it was necessary for Tiger Woods to apologize to my family. He is human. He messed up. He is getting help. It is none of my business. It is his life not mine. His speech, by the way, was super rehearsed and the pauses became unbearable. "There has never been an episode of domestic violence in our marriage. EVER!" Awkward pause. Part of me just thinks he is scared that she is going to kick his ass again. I would be. His mom also looked as if she could beat the heck out of him. Wow! That woman is scary.

- Caroline had her first "real" playdate today. By "real" I mean that I took her to a friend's house, dropped her off, and will pick her up later. Fingers crossed that she doesn't say any ugly words, back-talk, or show off her ability of flatulating like a grown man. I'll let you know how it turns out.

GIVEAWAY!!! GIVEAWAY!!!

Due to guidelines with another company, I have had to move my giveaway HERE!

If you commented on this post, you are still entered in the giveaway. I will just add the comments that I receive HERE to this list.

Thanks so much.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Feel free to contact me if you have any questions.

~ Hailey
thelafones@gmail.com

ATTENTION! GIVEAWAY!!!!

Thanks to CSNStores {and their awesome barstools} for hosting a giveaway for my awesome readers HERE.

Wordless Wednesday {with words}.

I woke up one morning and she was grown. All 32 inches of her constantly bruised and dirty little body.

I could just eat her.

Tick off Tuesday {On Wednesday}.

The HOT sign not being on when you decide to go through the Krispy Kreme drive-thru.

Pisses me off to no end!

That is all.

Enough said.

Lent 2010.

I have five posts in the works right now. I just haven't finished them. They are coming... promise. They will be up soon.

Until then, what are you giving up for Lent this year?

I'm thinking about giving up changing diapers. Is that possible?

I am a believer.

Guess where we were Friday night?

Carolina? Yep!

My first time in Chapel Hill.

My first time on the UNC campus.

My first time in Tarheel Country.

My first time stepping foot in the Dean Dome.

I went in with little knowledge about Carolina. {I know that I like Tyler Hansbrough and my undying love for Brian Bersticker will never cease but other than that I didn't know much.}

My husband has always been a huge fan. He "bleeds blue".

I went as a skeptic. I didn't understand all of the hype. Not just with Carolina but with all sports. Don't misunderstand, I have always pulled for Carolina. Well, except for a short amount of time between 1989-1993 {I googled this}, when Bobby Hurley was the love of my life. {When my husband reads this, he may divorce me.} You must understand though, Ryan, I was like four or five.

Anyway, I went in a skeptic and I left a believer.

That town "bleeds blue" and I realized that I want to too.

When you step foot in the Dean Dome, you can't help but to get pumped up.

You are dressed in Carolina blue.

There is Carolina blue all around you.

You realize that it is one of the greatest colors known to man.

You clap.

You yell.

You get to participate in "TAR!" "HEEL!" "TAR!" "HEEL!" Just for the record, the whole cab ride home my mind was screaming this at me.

We most definitely were on the top row... the very top row. Be jealous. It was still awesome and we enjoyed every minute.

Franklin Street was awesome and lunch at Top of the Hill was fabulous.



The fact that the whole town is Caroline blue is awesome. The salt on the sidewalks were Carolina blue. Awesomeness like no other.


We ran across this... {I may have googled its location}


We didn't eat there but my time will come.

I am already planning another trip to Chapel Hill in my head.

Maybe Ryan will make reservations at the Carolina Inn. {HintHint!}


What is this a picture of you ask??


Here is your answer.


You're welcome Dawson family. I will send you your photography bill in the mail. Better yet, I'll just drop it by your house. {You should be able to click the picture so that you can see yourselves.}

The benefit of sitting way up top... you can see everything. Even your friends from back home. ;)

And, you get great pictures like this...

"For all these years, we've tried to explain the Carolina family to outsiders. Some don't get it because they think it's about trivial matters like wins or championships or draft picks. We've got those, too, of course. But if you ever need to enlighten anyone again, just show them that moment. These were grown men crying. Not just on the court, but in the stands, too. One man at the center of it all, the rest of us drawn in by respect, by wonder, and most importantly--by love." -Adam Lucas

"It's still hard for me to sit back and think about it, all the great memories and things like that... But when I walk in the gym and see my number 50 in the front row, with all those other guys, it kind of sinks in." -Tyler Hansbrough

Bobby Gersten


"I'm a Tar Heel born, I'm a Tar Heel bred.
And when I die, I'm a Tar Heel dead."

Valentine's.

Go HERE and tell me all about your plans for Valentine's Day.

I'd love to hear them.

Or you can just go over and say hey. That would be awesome and I would appreciate it.

Happy early Valentine's Day.

Happy
Valentine's Day
to one
smart cookie!
Love, Caroline

Bad day.

You know it is going to be a bad day when...

- You step on a blueberry. It makes you gag because it is the most disgusting feeling ever.

- You step on a piece of banana that squishes between your toes. And you thought stepping on the blueberry was nasty.

- You change a multi-colored poopie diaper

- Multiple fights with your 3 year old over getting dressed, brushing teeth and brushing hair. You would think I was plucking her eyeballs out with a fork when I brush her hair. It is that extreme.

- "DIAP, DIAP" the 16 month old screams. Diaper number two of the morning. Just tee tee this time... on my hands and knees thanking Jesus.

- You get your sluggish 3 year old out the door to preschool just in time. She moves at the same pace as ummm... dead lice.

.... all before your first cup of coffee.

Damnit.

At least my coffee is strong.

And now...

... for the musical genius, Emme Rae.

Emma Singing {part one} from Hailey Lafone on Vimeo.

ENCORE! ENCORE!!

Emma singing from Hailey Lafone on Vimeo.

OH NO!

One of the most controversial topics I've ever written about.

I try to stay away from these types of topics. But I am writing for the newpaper, so I couldn't help myself.

This is my first controversial topic. Do you think it will be my last??

Check it out and leave me a comment on how you feel.

ANOTHER Tick Off Tuesday

I hate when TV shows and movie flub. {Is that even a word?} For example, Character A is talking to Character B while drinking a Pepsi. Cut to a different shot and Character A is still chatting with Character B but sipping on a Coke. TOTAL FLUB!
Ticks me off!
Here is my other explain with video proof. Yes, I sound super country. Yes, I hate it. Don't talk about it.

{Also, I must give credit where credit is due. Ryan was the one to notice this first. He has an eye for things like this... just like me.}

Flub from Hailey Lafone on Vimeo.

Tick Off Tuesday.

Thanks to Carrie for this carnival she calls Tick Off Tuesday. Join in on the fun.
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I love taking pictures. I love editing pictures. I'm not awesome but I am pretty good.

Nothing ticks me off more than for someone to say, "Your pictures are so good. What kind of camera do you have? I can't wait to get a camera like that so that I can take pictures like you."

Time out.

My camera isn't that great.

It is better than a point and shoot but it isn't awesome. {This is not my camera but one day it will be.}

Just in case you were wondering, the camera just takes the picture that I tell it to take. The camera doesn't tell me where to take the picture, how to take the picture, or what lens to use to take the picture.

That, my friends, is me.

That is my job.

I'm not a snob and I'm not being a bitch. My pictures are nowhere as great as others that I know. Anyway, if you want an awesome camera, buy an awesome camera. Learn how to take pictures and love what you do.

Next time we have a conversation, compliment me. Don't act like my pictures are only good because I have a DSLR.

This was taken with my little point and shoot.



Just as good as these, yes?

Not Me! Monday.

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
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Caroline did not say, "YUCK!" when she bit into a Reese's Egg. Sometimes I wonder if she's my child.

I did not share it with Bug because she (like me) loves chocolate.

I did not have a sweet date night with the hubs. We did not go to a movie and dinner. We did not go see Dear John. I did not love it like I though I would. {Seriously, I didn't like it like I thought I would. Little things bother me. Like the fact that John was suppose to have tattoos and the fact that it was suppose to be set in Wilmington.} Little things didn't bother me. Not.one.bit.

We did not eat at BW3s afterwards. I did not get my favorite spicy garlic sauce. My mouth is not watering just thinking about it. Try it on their french fries. O to the MG. So good!

I did not sign up for cookies to bring to Caroline's Valentine's party. I haven't even started looking for what I want to make. I am always on top of things like that. I have not been putting it off. Ideas are welcome.

I do not have two photo shoots lined up right now. Awesome! I am not excited at all. They are set for March {as of now} because they will be Easter/Spring/Birthday pictures. So fun!

My morning coffee is not now complete with a Nature Valley Peanut Sweet & Salty Granola Bar. So yummy!

I did not almost send my child to preschool with a hole in her tights. It was up high and her dress covered it. Thankfully, I did not find the new pair that I was looking for. We do not have a problem with keeping up with tights and socks.

We have not had a problem with Caroline back talking. Nope, not my child. She most definitely isn't strong willed and feisty. She does not also like to call people "Do-do" for no apparent reason. "I'm coming, Do-do!" while rolling eyes and bouncing that head around. She did not get popped this morning for it. I did not pray that the red went away on her leg before she got to school so that they wouldn't think I abused my child.

I'm off to clean the house while Ryan is entertaining the children.

See you tomorrow for Tick Off Tuesday!

Friday Randoms

- Barney is crack for children. Why? What is so great about Barney? As soon as Emma wakes up she requests "AH AH AH" and "BoopBoop" aka The Raindrop Song and Mr. Kinckerbocker.

- Cooking dinner sucks. I hate it.

- Grey's didn't come on until like 1 am. WTH? Carolina basketball screwed that up for us. Thanks guys. You are awesome. Loved watching you lose!

- I had an awesome photo shoot with my BFF and her baby, Ella. Click here to see the pictures. Let me know what you think.

- Ryan had an endoscopy done this morning. I never knew it would be so fun to listen to him talk when he woke up. It was hilarious. I can't wait for him to wake up so we can discuss some of our earlier conversations.

- The first thing he said to me was that Anna {my sister} needed to go get us tickets to see Dear John tonight. I didn't even know he remembered that I wanted to see it. He obviously isn't going to remember saying it either.

- Emma was up most of the night Wednesday. I am still sleep deprived.

- We saw ducks at the photo shoot yesterday. My BFF stepped in duck poo. She said duck shit. Caroline repeated it... over and over and over again.

- Yes, I tried to take pictures with my two children in tow. Not such a good idea. I will put that on my list of things to NEVER do again.

- I'm off to fold clothes while Ryan is sleeping and the children are not here.

Blog again soon!

Redirect.

Head on over to the New Mom Blog.

I posted about a momversation and I would love to hear what you have to say!

See you over there!

I am going to call them Old Hailey Tales

Old wives tales.

I believe that crazy stuff.

I am super duper superstitious.

I do the usual:

- I "x" a black cat that crosses my path

- I don't walk under ladders

- Breaking a mirror= 7 years bad luck

- Opening umbrellas in the house brings bad luck

- If you sit a baby on the table, the baby will never get married

- I don't step on cracks

- I don't split the pole

- I throw spilt salt over my shoulder

- If I forget something when I leave and I have to come back into the house, I sit down... cross my legs... and say "bring me no bad luck".

- I don't wash my sheets during the period of time between new Christmas {December 25th} and old Christmas {I think Old Christmas is January 6th}

- If I hear thunder in the winter I still believe it will snow 9 days later.

Then I have a small obsessive compulsive disorder...

- I can't leave the house and shut the door without turning the door handle to make sure it is locked and pushing on the door... 3 times.

- As I said above, if I forget something in the house I sit down, cross my legs and say "bring me no bad luck" three times.

- I can't shut the refrigerator door without pushing on it a few times {maybe three} to make sure it is shut

- I wipe the toilet seat before and after I potty. I do this even though there is never anything on the potty.

- I hate for the microwave to have unfinished time.

- I always lock my car doors. It is habit. Even if the keys are still in it, I ALWAYS lock my door. Ask my Dad. He has had to sporadically place spare keys all over the county because I am constantly locking my keys in the car. The best the that ever happened was the fact that my keyless entry remote died. I think I killed it. I would press the lock button on it until I walked far enough away that it would stop working. I just made me feel better to do this. Now, I just have to check the car door. I only have to check the driver's door though. Once that I am satisfied that it is locked, I can walk away.

I don't have any problems with the iron or the stove/oven.

What will happen if I don't do those OCD things? I don't know. I've never tried. It might cause a mild anxiety attack.

The superstitions? I just don't chance it. Why chance it? I don't need bad luck so I just follow the rules.

What are your crazy superstitions? Do you have any crazy OCD habits?

Shots, giggles, screams.

Emma's well-baby visit today.

It was her 15 month well-baby visit even though she is 16 months. Somehow we got a month behind?! Who knows why.

Anyway... three shots, lots of giggles and one screaming baby later another well-baby visit was a success.

Weight: 22 lbs. 9 ozs. 35%
Height: 32 inches 80%

Being that she was barely even on the percentile charts when she first went to the doctor, the 80% in height made me happy today. How awesome is that?

Being that this blog is my second child's baby book, I wanted to write it all down for her.

Tick Off Tuesday.

Another edition of tick off Tuesday is in session thanks to Carrie. She is the brainchild of this cute little ranting game that I love.

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I feel that it is best to write these "tick-offs" in letter form.

Dear woman with your stick people and flip flop stickers on the back of your car,
Really? Really? Why do you have about 15 stick people figures on your back glass? Are all of those your children and grandchildren? What did those stick people accomplish? What is the purpose? Your flip-flop stickers piss me off too. Why? Do you love flip-flops THAT much?

PS- It is not necessary to have stick dog and stick cat in your line up as well. No one cares.

Sincerely,
Mom who will NEVER put stick people or flip-flop stickers on her back glass

Dear Summer,
Where are you? This winter crap really pisses ticks me off. The ice, the snow, the cold rain. It is terrible. I miss you.

Always,
Your lover

Dear Mirena IUD,
I have had you for over a year and I am not happy with you. You make me have hot flashes. You make me have terrible headaches. You didn't do what you told me you were going to. You said no more visits from Aunt Flow. WRONG! Every 28 days for 7-9 days straight she comes to visit. I would break up with you but there is no other option for me at this point. Just keep doing your job of keeping me from getting knocked up and I will forgive you.

Sincerely,
Lady who is in the small percent of women with a Mirena who still has visits from Aunt Flow

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Not Me! Monday.

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
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I do not let my 16 month old chew gum. She does not know how to chew gum. It is not super cute. I am a better mother than that. I would never give my 16 month old gum.

My 3 year old's face doesn't look like this...


She was not sledding on the ice, fall off and her face most definitely did not eat the ice. She is not doing ok. Look, proof...


Peace sign and all. She is not doing ok.

I did not feed my children bologna, corn and chips for dinner tonight. I did not tell myself that the corn was a veggie {true} AND the chips were a veggie... since they are potatoes. In my defense, I did not give them pineapple for dessert. That evens it out right? RIGHT?

I do not love my iGoogle page. I do not sit and just stare at it in awe sometimes. Everything I need... right at my fingertips. I have Facebook, Gmail, Google Reader, fish {that I love to feed}, calender, PostIts... all on my homepage. Complete with a Sergio Rossi theme. It is not awesome and I do not love it.


How awesome was this chick last night? NOT awesome. Oh my goodness. Mouths were not on the floor {mine included}.



What did you not do this week? I'd love to hear.