Well since I'm talking to myself on here (oh wait, what's that mom? You read this every now and then? Well Hi mom!), I figure I can talk about me.
Me me me me me me me. Me.
-Hey look! I can see my feet again! Ooh I have an ankle bone again! Kinda. Sorta.
Looks like a need to paint my toe nails. Hey, I can reach my toe nails!
-I'm officially in my post-baby "lost my appetite" phase. I don't know why I go through this. Maybe it's 'cause I'm such a fatty and my body's telling me to slow it down. I threw away half my sandwich the other day (sorry Jeff it was the one you made me. It's not you, it's me.)
-My hair is now beginning it's falling out stage as well.
Nah. No one needs to see a fistful of hair.
This here's my hand. Why am I taking these random pictures of me? Well, that's because I'm doing the "365 Days" creativity challenge, where each day you snap a pic, and somehow a part of you need be in it.
But back to my hand. That there ring is my "plump" hand ring. Normally, it rolls around my finger. Now (and the last 6 months) it fits snug.
But aside from post-partum topics,
-I realized, when I saw this T-shirt, that I'm all about pants.
Yes, I said PANTS. My favorite phrases include "Are your pants on fire?" and "Do you have ants in your pants?"
So naturally, this shirt has major appeal.
-The newest items added to my idea board:
Picking up on a theme here? Do you smell the next project?
Ideas-- just ideas.
Sweet, sweet ideas.
-I miss my NC girls. There I said it. Miss you like crazy. Call me.
-I had to laugh at dinner last night- the boys were talking about their friends. (Oh what? We had soft taco's. Thanks for asking.)
Jace kept referring to "Question", at church. I said "Question? Huh? That's his name?"
"Question?? Ohhh, do you mean 'Christian'? Is his name Christian?"
"Uh huh." Ah hah! Figured that one out. And then with Jamison, I asked who he sits by in Kindergarten.
"Sasha, Jack A$#. . . "
"Sorry, wha? Jack who?"
"Wait a second. Jack, what? Ohhh. Jack 'S.' ?? You have two Jack's in class?"
Sometimes, it takes a little decoding. Sometimes.
-Did you know that I'm left handed? This means I do everything the opposite way- hold my phone to my left ear, hold my baby with my right arm (gotta have the left one free), turn to the left, etc. Left is Right, man!
-So I have this vein on my cheek. Little. Red. Looks like I've got a zit all the time. It's a vein, I assure you. I got it when I was preg with Jace. I'm thinking of hitting it over to the docs and having it removed with a laser. Is this vein? (hardee har har)
-I am currently reading any books I can find in old boxes. Stuff I haven't seen in years. I'm ready for something new. Suggestions are appreciated.
-Update: I once mentioned that I give my kids wedgies when they're misbehaving. I have since stopped this practice, as they think it's hilarious and ask for one. How is this a punishment? I ask you?
= happy Mandi. It doesn't take much.
-And here we have me.
with a ridiculous facial expression. I was concentrating on getting me in the frame. And that hairdo is thee "not gonna see an adult today" hairdo. Why try?