That is my blogging yawn. My posts have been less than interesting the last week or so….I am just not feeling it…you know…feeling funny, witty, inspired, ready to wow you. I refuse to start prattling down my days to-do list, no offense, those who use their blog for that, unless I really know you well…that is about the last thing I feel like reading. I feel like I need to come to the table with something amusing. I have been a total slack when it comes to reading others blogs. I pull up my bloglines, feel a great sense of being overwhelmed and quickly click out of it. I know the golden blogging rule, you scratch my back and I scratch yours with comments…but man…it is just a burden sometimes. Does that sound incredibly rude? I haven’t even taken pictures of Chloe lately…I know, I know, don’t call psyche ward yet…I am not losing it here…..just, I don’t know…not feeling it.
Well let’s see what I can come up with (blows dust off fingers, cracks knuckles).
I did have the pleasure and not pleasure of going bridesmaid gown shopping last night with my old roommate, Kristie, who finally got engaged….YEAH…about stinking time, and my friend Sarah, who is also in the wedding. While I still desperately cling to those 9 extra baby pounds, plus my 8 extra wedding pounds I put on before getting pregnant…lets just say, I am less than enthused about dropping some chump change on a bridesmaids gown that will sit in my closet until I sell it, give it away or Chloe is old enough to play dress up with it! You usually try on the size you hope you fit in…no dice, then go one size up to what you think you are…still no dice…then you finally admit the mirrors aren’t bowed, you really do look like that and get the size that makes you want to cry. I liken this experience to trying on bathing suits while you are pale and out of shape, except with gowns you drop 3 to 5 times as much money than you would on a bathing suit. Yes you cover up more flesh, but back rolls, flabby arms, and ample bosom aren’t exactly on the menu of hotness either. So with my best happy face I could muster, I zipped and squeezed my way into a few gowns until she found one she liked for us.
It is exciting to watch your close friends get married and to be apart of it and I have to remind myself that nobody really cares what I look like, they care about the bride. My husband will think I look great no matter what, he is just that cool. This is the three musketeers! We have about 20 of this exact shot over the last 8 years of friendship.

Sweet bang split Kelly….can we say dirty hair!
I did finish another little decorating project around the house. I have been keeping an eye out for frames to go on sale and wouldn’t you know it, Target pulled through for me again. They had an end-cap full of white frames with mats already in them. I have been meaning to frame some material and using them as wall decorations. Here is the finished product in my living room.
and this is above the bed in the guest bedroom. We still haven’t painted the walls in this room, so you have to imagine the walls being a mushroom/taupe color….got that in your head…good…now look at the pictures.
Cheap and easy way to decorate a wall and put some splashes of color around the room.
We interrupt this interesting blog to make sure Charlotte is comfortable.
Yeah, make yourself at home Charlotte. You might want to be more of a lady than that. Men like a little mystery.
Alright, it is time to bring on some Chloe pics. Here are some of my favorite 6 months shots. The rest are on my flickr.
Over kill? Nah…one more for the road.
























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