Places to Chill

Too Soon for a Wig?

The only thing slower than Stella's weight gain is her hair growth. Where are the cute little piggies, people? Pebbles had way more hair and she couldn't even walk yet.

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

On another subject, this is us in North Carolina visiting my parents earlier this month.

What did I say about the weird street names they have? See, it's true.

All We Need Now Is An Igloo

With autumn in the air, I splurged at Wal-Mart and bought some leggings and tops for Stella. The boots are about four sizes too big but when I saw them at a garage for only 25 cents I couldn't say no. Although now that she's wearing them, I'm thinking they may be a little Nanook of the North. If Eskimos wore giraffe skin, that is.

Hibernating

Ready for Jazz Training Camp

A Trip to the InstaCare

On backward

The doc is coming

Lookin' good

My backside is showing!

Doctors take way too long

Sleepless in Silver Lake

Since I stayed up late writing two nights in a row, I told myself last night I wouldn't do it. I really needed sleep because Tuesday night it was midnight then Wednesday night it was 2 a.m. Some people can survive on not much sleep; I am not one of those people. It takes a solid ten hours for me to feel like conquering the world. There was absolutely no way I was going to stay up until the wee hours of the morning writing again. I was completely serious, too.

Instead, I stayed up until 3 a.m. reading. See how strong willed I am?

P.S. The Mortal Instruments trilogy. Try to put it down; I dare you.

Her Royal Highness