I'm so impressed with all of you! Way to go! And for the winner...
(i know - i didn't specifically SAY there would be a winner, but that was because I was tired, and y'all. there's always a winner.)
It's MELODY! Yea!!!
But honorable mention to Shalee for helping me out, and to my mom (j-mom) who shared much about her own breast health issues. Yea, J-Mom! (thank you for doing that here and now, and if it had been ten years ago in front of my Real Life Friends I just woulda died. So glad I can appreciate it now, though)
What i CANNOT appreciate:
Earlier today walking into Ethan-7yr's bathroom and finding Ethan-7yr and Caden-3yr standing there, holding small plastic bottles. The brothers were perhaps experimenting with the idea of launching the Two Brothers Bottling Company. You know, anyone coulda bottled tap water. Or toilet water. Or soapy bathwater. But only these two would attempt to bottle pee, water, AND a little soap for that extra frothy bit on top that really makes it super-special.
I cannot appreciate this at all.
I am suddenly more interested in the upcoming start of school. When they've run out of summertime activities, and are beginning to bottle their bodily fluids... well, that's a good time for school to start.
But in other news. I've been benched. This makes no sense, because I haven't told y'all this before... because it's kinda weird. But I've really, REALLY gotten into weightlifting. I know. If I'd said 'crack' you'd be less surprised. But I didn't get into crack. I got into weights. Too much. I was working out with my trainer, Workout Barbie, 3 times a week, and then on top of that doing 3 one hour weightlifting classes each week. She told me it was too much, but I just couldnt' stop. It was too fun! And then yesterday, something happened and I somehow tore my right bicep.
Oops. I'm not supposed to do any upper body exercising for at least two weeks. I already miss it. Glad I got lots of waterskiing and wakeboarding in last weekend, since that won't be happening for awhile.
(insert your own imaginary, seamless seque)
You know, I've needed a good Author Picture for awhile now. And when HolyCOusin came to town, I knew I should ask her to take it. She's a photographer. She had her camera. I got all strange and wouldn't ask her, though. So I thought about asking a certain friend. I even talked to this friend about it. But we decided that I have a tendency to laugh hysterically and burp/spit/cry/drool and make a complete laughing moron of myself around her, and that would not translate well into this particular photo. It might translate VERY well into "I'm into crack!"
So I asked Mike. He agreed. He made me go into the FRONT yard, where i was SO embarrassed, and he took 9000 photos of me.
I haven't figured out which one we'll use yet, but here is one I think we can exclude:
No. I have no idea what I was doing.