Don’t even try to run…
because I’ll always be able to get (and publish) a picture of you in your stretchy pants.
So Friday I had the day off and decided to get a little hair cut. I got bangs and I like them a lot. When Devin came home I asked him how he felt about the change and this is the conversation that followed
S: Did you notice I got my hair done?
S: So what do you think?
D: You look like that one ugly girl, but better I guess.
S: What?! You think I’m ugly?
D: No, I like them. (long pause) I like them because you look like Garth.
S: So I look like an ugly girl or I look like a man.
D: Uh, you look nice.
This is the man to be exact:
In just a few weeks it will be a whole year of marriage.
So far it’s been tremendous and wonderful.
I am still very excited for the future.
Here’s a handy chart I found on FitSugar (who stole it from Here) and want to print to carry with me to the grocery store. I remembered to buy organic apples after seeing it the other day- the idea of the weeping fruit was emblazoned in my mind.
This post is officially dedicated to my mother and mother-in-law both of whom I love a lot, and think of when I purchase produce. Must be something about nutrition vs. nurture or whatever that argument is about…