the evidence

the one where I talk about hair

I have never been one to care a whole lot about my hair. That's probably been pretty obvious to most people who know me. I have fine, thin-ish hair. It never does what I want it to do. So when I was pregnant it got a little thicker, and that seemed great. And then about 3 months after I had this adorable child it started to fall out. And I don't just mean shedding, it fell OUT. In clumps. And ropes, and piles, and plugged the drain. And then it stopped. But I was left with an Itty-Bitty pony-tail, and little baby hairs growing in all over the place. Great story, huh? You can see that here.
So the moral of this post is that now it is gone. I got it all evened up tonight. So my hair is CRAZY short. Shorter than I've ever had. I'm a little shell-shocked about it. I was going to try to post a picture, but I don't even think I can take one tonight... But I wanted to mention it, because some day I will look back on this and think boy, was I brave. And here's the evidence.
(I will put up a picture here at some point.)

Plan To Eat

I enjoy cooking. Don't get me wrong. But I so easily get stuck in a rut, cooking the same 4 or 5 things over and over. And yet I read food blogs, and watch tons of cooking shows, and own many cookbooks, and get cooking magazines (you get the picture)... And I still cook the same 4 or 5 things. The shame!

So I went looking for a tool to help me break out of the rut. And found Plan To Eat. It's a cool service that lets you upload or import recipes from your computer or straight from many websites. So now, instead of cluttering up my bookmarks with a zillion recipes that I never get around to trying I can put them all in one spot. And then plan a menu for a week, or month, or however long I want, complete with an ingredient/grocery list! Fantastic. It's really a pretty cool service, and the online support is really good too. Love when I find something that makes life a little easier!

just saying hi

There's a contest going on over here, so I decided to try to snap a couple shots of the two of us. This is actually kind of a big deal for me...

These are the first pictures of me with the baby. I guess I've been feeling pretty blah about everything (myself included). Kind of post-partumish I imagine. But that is not an excuse to hide away in the background... I am soon going to be forced out of this little bubble I've put myself in. Going back to work on Friday. But I think it will be OK. I need to get out and breathe some fresh air. And I imagine Hank does too.

Just wish it didn't have to break my heart in the process...

rough week

Sheesh.
First day of daycare. Check.
First shots. Check.
And one baby that Will. Not. Stop. Crying. Check!

Can I get a break, please?