By the end of last night, I didn't even want to hang out with me.
So much for my new favorite food. Brussel sprouts and I are going through the big D and I don't mean Dallas.
|"Why yes, I am overqualified"|
|And this is his Rocky and Bullwinkle look.|
Yesterday we went to my parents house to celebrate their birthdays. We ate, watched football, played the old game "Is it water or pee?", and played with the nephew photographed above. Charming little gathering. :)
Happy birthdays Nonni and Papa!
|I love Jules' tattoo and those little hands|
|Such a happy baby!|
|Make that two happy babies|
|Momma and Baby 1|
|Momma and baby 2|
|Isn't she gorgeous?|
|Hahaha. This might be my favorite picture of the handsome man|
I had no idea that my leg had pretty much slipt open like a hot dog bun, pluuuuus it was really late, so I did not even entertain the idea of going to the hospital. Good or bad, that was the decision I/my husband who was driving made.
So if you remember, the name of the blog post was "So this is a little odd." Let's get to that part.
The odd thing is not the cut, or the fact that it looked like a cherry blossom branch (admit it). The odd thing is that all of my leg hair is blond. EXCEPT on the site of the trauma. Even the parts that did not actually scar are marked by dark let hairs. I hope it does not last long. I'll keep you updated.