Archive for May, 2006

Did I speak too soon?

Wednesday, May 31st, 2006

Have you read the short story by F. Scott Fitzgerald called Bernice Bobs her Hair? It’s all about this girl who tells people she’s going to bob her hair, which causes quite a stir with her friends. Because back in the 20’s it was crazy to bob your hair. I guess. [...]

Who would say no to free hair coloring?

Tuesday, May 30th, 2006

Do you want to know what’s awesome? When your friend calls and asks if you want to be a hair model (again). But instead of tonight’s class being on up-do’s, it’s on “alternative coloring”.
Can you say pink hair?
(I called The King, super excited, to tell him about it and make sure he’d be [...]

Which way to the Convention Center?

Saturday, May 27th, 2006

The King has a very good friend left over from his college years. We love her and her husband. But we only get to see them once or twice a year.
The husband got a sweet job in Washington state a few months back, so they moved here. He’s some sort of super-smart [...]

In which I will try my hardest to not mention my boobies

Friday, May 26th, 2006

A few years ago The King decided to sign up to participate in a medical study through the University. He had to go in once a month and take a test where he would answer questions like, “how many sexual partners have you had in the last month?” and “do you think you have [...]

Think before you hit “send”

Thursday, May 25th, 2006

I didn’t really have any expectations for breastfeeding. My goal was to try it out and see what happened. I wanted to at least breastfeed until I went back to work. The King wasn’t too hip on the idea of me breastfeeding at all. As stated before, he had been turned [...]

The second post in a row about boobs. I may be on to something here.

Monday, May 22nd, 2006

I remember looking through old family photos with my Mom when I was in high school. We came across this one specific picture of me on my first day of kindergarten. I am wearing my perfectly creased, and elastic waist band slacks. My arms are folded, and I have the now infamous [...]