Chris and I had our "engagement photo session" on Monday. Ha. First of all, I look like an ogre in all pictures. Two, Chris is seriously the most photogenic person I know. Third, I don't recommend Graue Mill in the middle of August = mosquitoes galore. Fourth and finally, I look 46 lbs. heavier in snapshots.
Maybe I should pimp Chris out as his manager and put together a "book" for him to take on "go sees." GQ look out.
I am on the road this week. Fortunately, my work took me to Cincinnati and Indy, the land of fat people and 1991 rap music. Instead of a crummy hotel, I am shacking at the Casa de Greta, i.e. Carrie and Dave's house. This place is like the lap of luxury, with more dogs and more burp cloths.
It's been a full month since last seeing Miss Greta Dumpy Drawers. What a difference 4 weeks makes. Literally, she has changed from "newborn" to baby. Her elbows and knees are porkier and she is definitely more "aware" of her surroundings. On the verge of a full-on smile, Greta does cute things with her tongue and LOVES her hands. I can't get enough of that little stinker-- I wonder if Carrie and Dave would be upset if I packed her away in my pocket and got outta dodge? I mean really, would they notice?
Confession-- I got fake nails today. After weeks and weeks of nawing away at my phalanges, my nubs are most def tattered. I feel like I injure Kasia every time I rub her ears. Opting for a light shade of pink, the new nails look somewhat better. Like putting earrings on a pig, I will never have Adrienne's long, piano-playing fingers, so I have finally accepted my sausage fingers. I'm just thankful I have a super small engagement ring, then shit would look real whack. This doesnt mean I'm getting a weave. For the record.
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Wednesday, August 17, 2011
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