And The Day Is Only Half Over!
My day started EARLY. If you’ve followed my blog for anytime at all, you know that all last spring and summer and fall, I was getting up at the butt crack o’dawn and walking a few miles with a friend. When it got cold, we sort of fell off the wagon, and although we tried once or twice throughout the coldest months, our walking dates pretty much came to a screeching halt.
Well, I have recovered from my second of two nasty cold viruses, the weather is warming up, and thanks to Daylight Savings, the sun is making its appearance at a reasonable hour in the morning, so we have begun our morning walking again.
Well. My legs are CRYING out in protest. It’s amazing how quickly you can get out of shape! I am thrilled to be getting back into the groove, and I enjoy my early morning routine ALL BY MYSELF, but I will have to once again adjust my body clock to early-to-bed-early-to-rise, which is not my natural body rhythm.
So after getting my AI recap written, walking, and getting my kids off to school this morning, I met up with my good friend girlymama of fun.crazy.life for coffee and bagel at our new Panera. Did you hear that!? WE GOT A PANERA! Omigosh, I’ve missed Panera since moving to the country. That french toast bagel with cream cheese was sheer heaven here on earth.
And you wanna know what else was heaven on earth? Putting my eyes on that precious bundle of newborn baby bliss, a.k.a. Colin. I meant to bring my camera and snap a picture, but I’m an airhead. I didn’t even remember his baby gift. Which is just fine because now we have an excuse to meet again VERY soon. Meanwhile I will snatch a picture off girlymama’s blog. Here. Feast your eyes on THIS.
He is just as precious as he looks. He slept the whole time. In fact, I didn’t even get a chance to hold him because he was so good I didn’t want to disturb him. But I did spend the entire time girlymama was at the counter ordering breakfast caressing his silky soft baby cheek. I forgot how soft newborn baby cheeks are. Sigh.
And girlymama (who really needs to find a new screen name or reveal her real name because, um, girlymama doesn’t exactly apply anymore) is so stinkin’ cute. She mentioned her newfound muffin top, which at two weeks post partom is still less noticeable than mine at two YEARS post partom. But she always was just a slip of a thing. Suffice it to say, she is bouncing right back into shape, in spite of (or perhaps because of) lack of sleep and keeping up three kids ages five and under.
We talked nonstop about matters of blogging, babies, blog designing, Disney, and anything else we could fit into an hour at Panera with three kids in tow.
In other news, I am trying my darndest to break out of my jeans-and-t-shirt uniform, but dangitall, it’s not as easy as it sounds. There is a reason that my dresser is full of t-shirts and jeans. They look good on me. And nothing else does, or so it seems.
Once again, I tried to find something that is NOT a solid t-shirt. And in the store, I thought it might work. But here at home I’m not so sure. Everyone is saying that the "voluminous" look is in right now, but I would like to know on whom, exactly, the voluminous look is flattering? WHO? Certainly not me.
I need your opinion. My husband told me I looked like a child. Now, this shirt came from JCrew, and I don’t think it looks like a child at all. But I don’t necessarily think it’s flattering either. I need you to tell me. Keep or return?
If I return it, it’s back to a plain black t-shirt with my new khakis (see? not jeans! Although, now that I look at these pictures, I’m not sure the new khakis are doing me any favors either. ARGH. This is why there are five pairs of jeans in my closet and one, now two pairs of slacks).
And please ignore my crappy hair cut. I am getting it fixed before I leave for Florida. Which is a perfect segue.
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