Hey all. 

Sometimes Photoshop makes me want to stab large pointy objects into my eyeballs.  

Ok, so we've sort of fallen of the wagon.  Cason has watched Cars today.  Possibly more than once.  But, I ask you, how am I supposed to take a shower?  If you have any ideas on the subject please let me know.  And your answer canNOT be "A shower, what's that?"  It also cannot be, "My kids are so well behaved (probably because we don't own a TV) that I fully trust them when I take a shower to play quietly with their learning toys or to read books to one another." It also cannot be, "I take a shower before they wake up."  It also cannot be, "I take a shower at the gym."  So other than THAT, if you have any suggestions, I'm open to it.  

Hey, Emily!  How's the no TV thing going?

I made a decision last night.  Cason isn't going to watch TV this week.  

In celebration of me adding my 900th song to my iPod library, I thought we would play a game. I'm going to put it on shuffle and list the first line of the first ten songs that come up. If you know what the song is, leave a comment. If you're right, I'll take it off bold print. Now we just have to hope that the first ten songs that come up aren't really embarrassing. I suppose we're on the honors system, but I will do the FIRST TEN!
Dear God: Please don't let the embarrassing songs come up. And be with the pygmies in Africa. Amen.

1. "If tomorrow is judgment day, and I'm standing on the front line, and The Lord asks me what I did with my life, I will say, I spent it with you."

2. "As he came into the window, It was the sound of a crescendo" - Smooth Criminal, Michael Jackson version

3. "Let me take you down, cuz I'm going down to strawberry fields" - Strawberry Fields, Beatles

4. " I remember the windows rolled down and the wind in my hair. Drivin' round in your daddy's old Chevy like we were goin somewhere."

5. "When you feel it in your body, you found somebody who makes you change your ways, like hangin witch your crew" - You Got it Bad, Usher

Okay, that one was kind of embarrassing.

6. "No I can't forget this evening, or your face as you were leaving. But I guess that's just the way the story goes." - Can't Live (if living is without you), Mariah Carey version

7. "I don't get many things right the first time, in fact I am told that a lot."  - The Luckiest, Ben Folds

8. "I've seen a love to roll like thunder. I've seen a love fall like rain."

9. "I hate to see you cry, lying there in that position. There's things you need to hear, so turn off your tears and listen."

If you know the name of that song, I promise I did not plan that.

10. "There's a new wind blowin like I've never known. I'm breathing deeper than I've ever done."  - Somebody Like You, Keith Urban

Ok, well there they are. And those aren't too embarrassing. I mean, it could have been something like "Gangsta's Paradise." I mean, uh, not that I have that or anything, like, you know, cuz, uh, that would be dumb. Yeah. So, tell me if you know. And if you enjoyed this, you should do it on your blog, so I can feel confident in the knowledge that other people have embarrassing songs too.

Hold on.  

I'm in a major blogging funk lately.  Like, it's serious y'all.  I've had three different posts going that I have deleted.  Because I'm just blah-ish.  

Hello, my name is Emily and I'm obsessed with Celebrity Baby Blog.  

1.  This morning, I was getting ready to leave to go to our summer women's bible study (that's right, I study bible).  Cason came and asked me, "Gonna go eat?"  Ok, so we may be eating out a little too much lately.  

I realize that the ol' blog is maybe not the most appropriate place to discuss obstetrical/gynecological news (you didn't think I knew big words, did ya? Huh?) based on the fact that I don't want certain people to read about my -ahem-parts (Hi Grandma!) (I'm actually kidding about my grandma...she's really cool and I could talk to her about my parts if I needed to). All that to say...Guess what I did today? The Annual Well Woman Exam! Yay for cold steel instruments and uncomfortable pauses! I dreaded it. I actually thought long and hard about calling and rescheduling for, uh, the never of next month. Why? Well, if you must know, since July of 2005, I have been either pregnant with someone or nursing someone (except for those blissful 5 weeks before I knew I was preggo with Kendall...when I didn't even think it was a possibility....when I carelessly took dangerous medications and loaded up on caffeine, soft cheeses and hot dogs galore...but THAT whole situation is another post for another day), so I get kind of sick of having my said parts exposed. But I soldiered on. And it took all of about five seconds into the exam to decide I am DEFINITELY done having kids. Colin's done having kids too, so it works out nicely.

Tonight, Colin surprised me by taking me to dinner here. If you live in Tulsa, Omaha or OKC, you should definitely go if you happen to have an extra thousand bucks sitting around one night, because it's expensive. No, silly, we had a gift card. I definitely recommend getting the dessert called "something chocolate." It may be quite possibly the best thing ever invented in the culinary history of the world. And I'm not overstating. It comes with a side of berries. NOT dessert. But tonight was my last hurrah, if you will. I've got baby weight to lose. I lost 20 pounds before I found out I was pregnant with Cason, so I know I can do it. I just hate HATE HATE to work out (sorry elizabeth). I would rather do almost anything than work out...including a well woman exam.

So I was tagged.  I'm trying to think if I've done this one before and I don't think I have SO here's goes:

Well folks, your lovely neighborhood blogger celebrated her birthday today. I turned 27, which as my dad pointed out is on the downhill slide to 30. I'm no Oprah, but I like to celebrate in style, which usually involves people giving you a half-hearted,"Happy Birthday," but whatev. I've noticed that many people (myself included) post their child's stats on his or her birthday so I thought I would do the same for myself:

Height: 5'9"
Weight: 107 lbs.

What?

Anyway, I started the celebration early on Saturday by going with my mother in law to ULTA and picking out a freakin awesome flat iron. See, I have this weird wave thing in my hair, and it keeps getting worse and, well, you don't care; but just know that hopefully that will now be gone. Then we went to lunch at Panera (I know you're thinking, "Is she always at Panera?" and the answer is, "About as much as I'm at Target.") where I got this sucka:


That's right folks. I finally broke the code and got a big ol' Ice Tea. I said, " I want a large drink," and the guy handed me the styrofoam cup and I threw it at him and got in his face. Not really. But I did hand it back to him and said,"No, I want a big plastic cup." To which my MIL said,"Hey, you can get a drink that size here?" And I was all, "Yeah. But you'd have better luck trying to get Ashlee Simpson to admit she's pregnant." And that's the end of that story. I know you're all bursting with glee thinking, "How can her birthday be any more exciting that THIS?!"

I got lots of moola and lots of giftcards. And Colin got me Photoshop, which I am very pumped about. Except for the fact that I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm all, "Der! Look I made the picture black and white!" Which I could do before in iPhoto. Suggestions? Are there any good tutorials out there? I just want to utilize it to the full potential.

I also got a wonderful surprise from my good friend, Stace. Let me tell you what kind of friend I am. I'm the kind that gives the half-hearted, "Happy Birthday...(see above)." Neat, huh? Don't you want to be my friend? Stacy is the kind of friend that sends you a card with a Gap Giftcard with the express directions to NOT spend it at Baby Gap. Not only that but she remembered all of this while she was wrapped up thinking about a vacation in Antigua! And the card was here TWO DAYS before my birthday. Everyone should go out and find them a Stacy RIGHT NOW.

So today, we went to lunch at Charleston's. That was not my original idea but on the prompting of a friend, who described possibly The World's Most Choclately Dessert, that's where we ended up. My brother in law said that only I would pick a place to eat based solely on dessert. Speaking of the BIL:

Here he is with Cason. They're both currently single. But you're not allowed to date my son, so focus on BIL. If you're into the rugged-cowboy-redhead type and are a female who is single , you may be considered for the SIL opening. He'l kill me for writing that. BIL made me wait until the end of the day for my present because, well, I don't know. We just like to pester each other.

Cason is building me a present. I will tell you that these photos were in no way staged by me. He put all of that together himself. My hope is that if he ever works with a real miter saw, he'll wear pants.



Wait, what were those measurements again?

And let's be honest. We know where these pictures are going to end up. In some graduation slide show presentation in 16 years.

My only complaint for the day was my dessert at Charleston's had too many nuts and I hets me some peanuts.