Blessings.  I'm so blessed to have Adrienne Keeble Petersen in my life.  Best friend, maid of honor and friend who is also parenting an 8-week old baby.  Our path continue to weave together and I love it.  She made the trip out from the city, baby Ford in tow.... Adrienne is a true pal.  We walked the babies then spent the rest of the afternoon on my couch, nursing the kids, changing poopie diapers, listening to baby farts and discussing how much we love Joe Biden.

Beau is growing in leaps and bounds.  8 weeks to the day he was borked into the world.  Compared to baby Ford, baby Shep is a monster cake.  What a chunker.  I guess my breast milk is whole milk and not skim.  I'm not going to apologize for the smooshiness because I like a little meat on the baby's bones..... and legs rolls and leg nuts.

Side note-- From this point on, I no longer support the Boy Scouts of America.  This organization does not support the gay community and thus, can kiss my ass.

Winners of the Week:  Tina's Closet.  Located in downtown Lisle, Miss Tina fits women with any/all bra predicaments.  Me, for example: a good nursing bra.  Done and done.  Another bonus?  Tina is willing to teach me all she knows about bra fitting so I, some day, can possibly open my own bra store.  Wondering what the heck I'm talking about?  One of my dreams is to provide a line of GOOD and SUPPORTIVE sports bras for regularly shaped women (not size 0).  Think jogging with a pair of 34D's... not fun with a shitty sports bra.  No me gusta.

I'm getting my hair cut and colored tomorrow.  Any suggestions is appreciated.