First, the Toms book Giveaway Winner.
It's Wiz at Fine Wine and Diapers.
Email me your address and I'll send you the book! It's good. I'm loving it.
On to the random stuff.
Finn McMissle is just about the cutest thing ever. She's already running the house. My kind of girl.
While at the SPCA, Caroline and I spotted the Facebook cat.
You know. This one.
I almost adopted him just so I could say that I knew him.
Allison and I took the kids to the San Diego Botanic Gardens recently and I have all sorts of cute pictures to share. But, Blogger is being about as agreeable as my children right now, so I don't have the patience.
Live it up.
I'm thinking that in May of 2012, I'll get around the posting the rest.
Other random stuff:
*I have received at least a dozen cards so far and mine haven't even shipped to me. Seriously. Total meltdown approaching because that's going to be a long night.......stamping......writing (don't get me started on labels - too complicated), etc. I could cry just thinking about it.
*That doesn't sound like the Christmas spirit.
*I've bought many gifts, but haven't wrapped many. Our tree looks like Christmas already came and went due to Caroline's visit, so I'm thinking of just hauling out all of the crap I bought and handing it over to the kids. It might be all I can handle at this point.
*Have I mentioned that I'm overwhelmed? Between my job at the photography studio and Mom's Little Secrets......oh, and this whole 'stay at home mom' gig........I'm feeling a tad temperamental these days.
*I've started resenting Blake more and more for not allowing me to name Lainey, "Magnolia". No, there is no rhyme or reason as to why this is upsetting me now, but I've become rather furious about it at times.
Why? Sugar Magnolia by the Grateful Dead. Duh. And, it's the town my father was raised in and a place I spent many a summer and holiday.
*So, I'm thinking I should just have another baby to relieve this resentment.
*Blake does not concur with such plan.
PS - I love the name Lainey. I promise.
Off to Photoshop, where I eat, breathe and sleep these days.