tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87921307419680351462024-03-13T07:27:55.085-05:00Austin AliBoston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.comBlogger228125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-20568693442786839712013-10-04T15:32:00.000-05:002013-10-04T15:32:02.904-05:00Big Newsomg you guys. WE HAVE A NEW PET.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">IT'S A WOOLLY WORM, YA'LL<br />
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Shockingly enough, I found it in this room that is barely used downstairs called the "laundry room" (??) ... and as I was switching the laundry (!!!!) I looked down and THERE IT WAS.<br />
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I shot upstairs to get The Bug House that I bought for <strike>myself</strike> Logan a few weeks ago at a garage sale for $1 (um, the same garage sale where I scored 2 tennis rackets for $4 ALONG WITH A BABYSITTER, WOOOOT WOOOOT!!!!!) and then showed him to Logan.<br />
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<strong>Me:</strong> "LOGAN! look at what we have now!!! A WOOLLY WORM!!!!!! Isn't this awesome?? He is our pet. What should we name him? Want to name him Willy? Let's name him Willy." <em> ::calm down, you manic freak::</em><br />
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<strong>Logan:</strong> "Daddy. His name Daddy." <br />
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Daddy it is.<br />
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<span>Then we did a little research on woollyworm.com and discovered many interesting facts about Daddy. (Did you know the severity of winter can be predicted by the color of Daddy's fur? Shit man, these things are wild. Oh, it's going to be a harsh winter, btw. Batten down the hatches.) </span><br />
<span><br />After that, I texted Willis to let him know about our new pet. <br />
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<strong>[picture text to Willis - 2:59PM, Oct 4]:</strong> "Meet our new pet. Woolly worm. His name is Daddy." <br />
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<strong>[text from Willis - 3:01PM, Oct 4]:</strong> "Awesome."<br />
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Then, 20 minutes goes by.<br />
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<strong>[text from Willis - 3:21PM, Oct 4]:</strong> "Did you put some leaves in there for food? It might want a snack"<br />
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Hilarious! First of all, I wonder if Willis was sitting there stewing for 20 minutes about Daddy not eating? Secondly, if Willis knew anything about Daddy he would know that Daddy doesn't eat leaves. He prefers a medley of grass, clover, spinach and cabbage. <br />
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See for yourself!!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy is really settling into his new digs.</td></tr>
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Peace out, everyone. Kilham table for 5! </span>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-55538262092567040552013-10-02T14:04:00.002-05:002013-10-02T14:04:45.569-05:00DelusionalBefore I had kids, I had these great visions of what my life was going to be like as a stay at home mom. And by great visions I mean TOTAL DELUSIONS. <br />
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DELUSION: The nursery is going to be stylish, sophisticated, and peaceful.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">nursery delusion exhibit A</td></tr>
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REALITY: Lauren, will you please stop pulling the garbage bags off the window every time I change your diaper? It's super annoying and I'm running out of duct tape. And that laundry on the ottoman isn't going to fold itself. Meh, I'll just grab shit out of there as I need it.<br />
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DELUSION: My children are always going to have fresh, nutritious snacks that are prepared with love, since I will have so much time on my hands considering all I am is a mom [NOPE NO TONE THERE, YOU READ IT WRONG. NO TONE]. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">delicious nutritious snack delusion exhibit A</td></tr>
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REALITY: [at deli down the street] "Mama, can I have that big bag of pretzels?" "yup. Here." <br />
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DELUSION: I am going to have an awesome garden at my house. Definitely with a water feature for relaxation. </div>
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REALITY: Dude, I know when we saw this house before we bought it there was a tiny pond back up in here. WHERE THE HELL IS IT? I'm just going to hack away at all of these giant plants until I find it. And then just leave these shears out here for like 7 days until they get all rusty, then I'll put them away. </div>
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DELUSION: I love DIY. Since my kid is ripping the doors off their hinges at every nap and bedtime, maybe I'll put a cute shower curtain up like I saw on Pinterest.</div>
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REALITY: nailed it! And yes, my 2 1/2 year old is still in a crib. JUDGE AWAY. </div>
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DELUSION: I'm not going to be one of those moms that lets herself go. I can still be cute, stylish and skinny. Why get frazzled? It only wastes precious energy. I can totally look like this:</div>
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REALITY: lookin' good, lady. Keep it up. </div>
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Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-72396773358681638402013-09-20T08:03:00.000-05:002013-09-20T08:03:38.124-05:00What up?I'm baaaaaaack! Just when you thought you were rid of me....<br />
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So, this morning at 6AM when I was getting the potty ready for Logan before he got out of bed (YES BECAUSE HE'S POTTY TRAINED WOOOOT! brag alert totally gonna jinx it now) I looked in the mirror and thought, "man. I kind of look like Howard Stern right now." <br />
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See for yourself.<br />
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Right??<br />
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OK. So I'm not going to recap the last hundred months, but we are alive. Big hugs to our family and friends that have been so amazing. We love you guys.<br />
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AND with that said, here's a little glimpse into life right now. See you very soon.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">MEET LAUREN!<br />
aka easiest, happiest baby on the planet.<br />
except when I take a selfie before naptime.<br />
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Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-68940568647141415732012-12-11T23:38:00.002-06:002012-12-11T23:43:02.134-06:00I'm still alive! I think. First of all, do I even keep this going? I mean, what's it been, 4 MONTHS? I figured that Austin Ali would just shrivel up and die... after all, there's no more Austin in the Ali (omg! total porn alert!) but I figured I'd at least give one more HOLLER AT YOUR MOTHER in case you never hear from me again after Friday. 'Cause in all likelihood, you won't. <br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><strong>BECAUSE THAT IS WHEN BABY LAUREN ARRIVES!!*</strong></span><br />
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AHHHHH! Someone asked tonight "are you feeling ready? Excited? Nervous?" And my answer was, "none of the above." It's really weird. I'm not sure if it's complete denial, or I'm just too tired to feel anything. And no, I AM NOT READY. But what I do know is I can't wait to get my paws on this little lamb! So maybe that would qualify as excited.<br />
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Baby Lauren decided to hang out breech like Logie, but then out of the blue at like 35.765 weeks she decided to do a little FLIP. That wasn't uncomfortable or anything. So, the last two weeks have been, "shit. Do I do a VBAC? Willis, should I do a VBAC? Everyone else within earshot/in my contact list, should I do a VBAC?" So here's the plan. If she decides to try and make her debut before Friday, I'm going to try. If not, then scrub me in for the c/sec. 8 am Friday is the last day for Austin Ali to be prego. EVER AGAIN. Tie those babies up, too. I'm done. Shop's closed. (Just FYI in case you were wondering about my birth and/or future children plans because I know you all were.) <br />
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Let's recap the last few months, shall we? Oh! We made it back to MA in case you were wondering. Like 4 months ago. <br />
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Here's about where I think we left off. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A big truck came to take away our car.<br />
We got the bug morgue spot right in the front.<br />
Oh and then those assholes stole our ipod.<br />
Too bad it was like the first ipod ever made, losers.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Packed light for the plane. It wasn't as bad as I thought<br />
it would be, traveling alone with Logie prego. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1 of the 4 minutes Logan wore his harness<br />
on the airplane.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Logie got to experience his first town car ride from the <br />
airport because he's a baller (and his mama is too <br />
paranoid to have a Boston cabbie drive him)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lots of QT with his buddies nat nat and bobby since<br />
we stayed at their wonderful house for like 157 days (poor things)<br />
(Logan tormented them and drooled all over their toys)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">THEN THE MOVERS CAME WITH ALL OF OUR SHIT!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">oh and this? This "contract pending house sale?"<br />
This went on for 68 days. Instead of 30. 68.<br />
I was a freak with worry and drove everyone around me crazy.<br />
EVERYONE.</td></tr>
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I had a picture of our house here but got creeped out that a stalker would like Google map it or something.<br />
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OHMYGOD IF I KEEP UP THIS PACE I'M GOING TO BE SITTING HERE UPLOADING PICTURES WHILE LAUREN GOES OFF TO COLLEGE. <br />
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Let's fast forward. In no particular order, here's what's been going on as of late. As of late? wtf? <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First haircut! I cried.<br />
And saved his hair. pyschoooo</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">got cuter AGAIN</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'M NOT COMFY!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Logan is going to miss his fave pillow<br />
(Lauren's butt)</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3K4RnFXOI-qPIwdWWTbziUOyhyphenhyphen_Feqr4ff4rQyiA6JnnufmNRoCEEITegfwzTM8sXbrNlhrvmdUdq6T0ivN6KJFuRrNSfsa1pdkdrL1f9JAojik2oV0dCWlWlbNBxymDnzyu0hE8HW8/s1600/20121201_082343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3K4RnFXOI-qPIwdWWTbziUOyhyphenhyphen_Feqr4ff4rQyiA6JnnufmNRoCEEITegfwzTM8sXbrNlhrvmdUdq6T0ivN6KJFuRrNSfsa1pdkdrL1f9JAojik2oV0dCWlWlbNBxymDnzyu0hE8HW8/s320/20121201_082343.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just another morning in labor and delivery...<br />
FALSE ALARM!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdhyuRWHBc2jTMHOnEl_tQTin0ueXAUX-UqNxo5Ukazxj-uqqmhLnp3jni_P45R9HocFG2n6cuL9wc6IArblXQshuUz8qHMVCOKiurpYjuXJvBq3hVZgHvWNIi9RPmihA_7wQXRn3YJqY/s1600/20121201_131934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdhyuRWHBc2jTMHOnEl_tQTin0ueXAUX-UqNxo5Ukazxj-uqqmhLnp3jni_P45R9HocFG2n6cuL9wc6IArblXQshuUz8qHMVCOKiurpYjuXJvBq3hVZgHvWNIi9RPmihA_7wQXRn3YJqY/s320/20121201_131934.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Don't we look Amish here?<br />
I feel like we look Amish.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">after nap cuddles in bed only every day<br />
because I'm too flipping tired to do anything.<br />
DEAR GOD DO I HAVE ANYTHING ELSE<br />
I CAN WEAR BESIDES THAT RED SHIRT?!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9iuUALNJvVHv9uh42uivw3ba8dwne-QDNqSc6nFvki8x4KsPxbrJdCapf9ePdEeLMAmFiz4uJAMAYpPIwcie1tayM_TdvfA4XSqER7BtOP0iiQrqIf7BDFs9n2ptEWGVlNJLsW9EX2EY/s1600/20121210_044940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9iuUALNJvVHv9uh42uivw3ba8dwne-QDNqSc6nFvki8x4KsPxbrJdCapf9ePdEeLMAmFiz4uJAMAYpPIwcie1tayM_TdvfA4XSqER7BtOP0iiQrqIf7BDFs9n2ptEWGVlNJLsW9EX2EY/s320/20121210_044940.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In case you don't know how to tell time,<br />
that's AM. As in 4:53am. <br />
Someone is very excited to meet his baby sister<br />
so has decided that sleep is for pansies.<br />
KILLMENOWOMG.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">trick or treat. in Willis's office building, since<br />
we were in Maine hiding from hurricane<br />
Sandy during the real deal....</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">just about sums up the last 2 months or so.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">cousins....</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Willis only has 1/2 a face now. It's totally weird. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">lots of time locked on the deck</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">destroying the pantry, per usual</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">slumber party</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I heart new england</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">AARON AND CATHERINE HAD<br />
A BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HI CHARLOTTE!<br />
10/3/12</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">auntie duty!!!!!!!! <br />
omg I am wearing that shirt again. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I mean..............</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">one of the last mullet shots.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">lookin good Logiebear</td></tr>
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So, there you have it. Aside from missing my friends (and their babies) in Austin terribly (well, most of them anyway AHAHAHHAHAHAHA JUST KIDDING, OF COURSEEEEEEE) and the ability to drive 12 minutes and be at any store imaginable, it's good to be home. <br />
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T - 2 days until this family of 3 becomes 4! Maybe you'll hear from me again. I CAN'T QUIT YOU!!!!!<br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;"><em>*Guess I better get used to pink.</em></span> Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-10522563345900538432012-08-15T18:43:00.002-05:002012-08-15T18:55:01.461-05:00oh shitFlying alone with a 19 month old while 23 weeks pregnant isn't my idea of the most relaxing time. Oh wait, it's actually my definition of hell. Well, there ARE worse things like not having enough ice in your margarita or having a cigarette and no lighter (from back in the day, OBVS), but I digress. Geez, I must be missing my partying days. THOSE DAYS ARE OVER, ALI. FOREVER. GET OVER THEM. NOW YOU GROCERY SHOP AND WIPE SNOT AND BUTTS AND THAT'S IT. <br />
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Anyway. <br />
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I'm DREADING having to haul Logan's monster 5,523 lb carseat (which is the equivalent of a la-z-boy* as far as I'm concerned) onto the airplane<u><b>S</b></u> that we are taking in a short 12 days (YAY! 12 more days!!!) So, Roomie called me this morning to give me a pep talk about using the GogoKidz wheelie thing with the carseat, (yes it's a PITA but what choice do I really have, etc.) and I figured that's that, done deal, GogoKidz + major PITA here we go. Roomie also said I wasn't allowed to pay the extra $40 for the meet and greet that the car service offers to haul all of my crap to the car that's at the curb. But I digress. Again.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just FYI this is a picture of Logan's carseat</td></tr>
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Until this afternoon when I met this bad boy:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What asshole would pay $75 for some jankus straps?<br />
This one.</td></tr>
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So I thought I was just the biggest genius of all geniuses, and immediately started harassing people with their thoughts on why this would or would not work. I've had mixed reviews. <br />
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So, I decided we'd take it for a test drive.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Please note Willis's belt as the waist strap.</td></tr>
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Here's how it went:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">fail. </td></tr>
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Don't be fooled. That is not a smile. That is Logan pre-tantrum flailing around like he is sitting in a bucket of biting mosquitoes. Grunting. Weaseling his way out of the bottom because whatever dumbass invented this didn't put a crotch (hate that word) strap, thus making it easy for wild neanderthal babies to escape.<br />
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And guess what? I still think I'm gonna risk it. Stay tuned. <br />
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<i>*when I was little and out to eat with my parents I asked if we could please eat at that restaurant called La-Z-Boy. I honestly thought you got to sit in a big ass recliner while having your dinner and I thought it was the coolest concept. My dreams were crushed when I was informed they didn't serve food. </i>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-50543709020117796762012-08-11T18:24:00.001-05:002012-08-11T18:24:01.843-05:00WE MISS WILLIS!This is what being alone with an 18 month old for 3 days while 20 weeks pregnant looks like:<br />
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<br />Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-61956546594682587312012-08-02T21:17:00.002-05:002012-08-02T21:17:46.293-05:00Austin Ali.... now Boston Ali! (Costin Ali in another 3 years? Get it, ABC?)<div>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">T - 25 days. </span></b></div>
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Kari* asked the other day, "when are you going to tell your fans about Austin Ali becoming Boston Ali?" </div>
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I've done a terrible job at keeping my fans (and by fans I mean Kari... and JANET? Janet, are you still there?? Oh and Moyer, I know you're still around, too) informed of our new adventure. Well here's the deal, yo. </div>
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<u>August 27th:</u> </b>One way ticket... AUS-BOS for Logie and <strike>Austin</strike> Boston Ali = booked! OMG! Willis and Sox** will be driving buddies and meet us up there a few days later. Step on it, Willis! <div>
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You see, when we decided to do the move to Austin I <b>COULD.NOT.WAIT</b> to get out of Boston. Every day Willis would hear, "STUPID BOSTON, EVERYONE IS ALWAYS RUSH RUSH RUSH, I HATE THE GRIND, OMG, THE GRIIIIIIIIIINDDDDDDDD WILLISSSSSS, THE COMMUTE, THE 502 BUS, OMG THE 502 BUS IS MY NEMESIS, THERE IS MORE TO LIFE THAN SLOGGING THROUGH THE PRU EVERY MORNING, BLAAAAAHHHH!!!! THANK GOD WE ARE MOVING BLAAAH!!!" and now I absolutely <b>CANNOT.WAIT </b>to go back. Willis told me at the time, "just because you are dating someone new doesn't mean you have to bash your ex." Oh Willis, you are so wise. And it's true. I honestly have no bad things to say about our soon to be ex-city. I will miss Austin and only look back on our ~3 years here with fond memories. </div>
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But, it's time to go back... </div>
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In no particular order, here are a few things I am beside myself giddy about:</div>
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-Fall. An actual, for real, legitimate FALL.</div>
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-Driving to a family member's house for a holiday as opposed to flying. "WE'LL BRING THE STUFFING!" OMG. We'll bring the mother f*cking stuffing because we can since we are DRIVING. </div>
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-Being with old friends again (who might as well be family at this point).</div>
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-Logan (and unknown baby #2) playing with cousins.</div>
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-Everyone always being rush rush rush.</div>
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-Trees that change colors all around you (see Fall).</div>
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-LOGAN'S FIRST SNOWFALL OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. Oh and unknown baby #2 seeing snow, too. Sorry unknown baby #2, you are kind of getting shafted here on the excitement but I don't mean to. And, I know it snowed when Logan was born but that was like 1 inch of fake snow. I digress.</div>
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-Sledding.</div>
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-Being by a fire to get warm.</div>
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-Hunkering down for a snowstorm.</div>
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See you soon, Boston! Some oldies but goodies to get you in the spirit.... </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">MAMA I'M COMIN' HOOOOOOME <br />(well not really since my mama lives in FL, but you get the idea)</td></tr>
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Just watch -- I'll be bitching away during the first snowfall we get. NO I WON'T. I SWEAR I WON'T. I MISSED IT SO MUCH. -schizooooooo </div>
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<i>*the only one who still reads this blog</i></div>
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<i>**another thing I failed to mention to just about everyone I know is that our dear Daisy is no longer with us. Don't ask, it is too sad to discuss. Carry on.</i></div>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-27458067163851400282012-07-29T19:34:00.000-05:002012-07-29T19:34:05.136-05:00Dinner dateLogie's got game.<br />
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Sigh. I get all verklempt when I think about leaving yet another wonderful Austin family! Cue the violins. <br />
<br />Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-67793140748857214032012-07-26T12:13:00.001-05:002012-07-26T12:13:28.675-05:00helloCan you believe I'm back after not even a whole month?? I do this for you. <br />
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I thought I'd share a pic of Logie's macaroni hair from dinner last night:<br />
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(I think I'm single-handedly trying to eat at every last restaurant in Austin before we depart, which isn't good for my cottage cheese arms.)<br />
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So we FINALLY did our wills last week (morbid alert!) and when I was filling it out it asked something along the lines of, "do you have any final words or wishes?" ummm.... do I? I thought about writing, "peace out, homies" but thought that might be too casual...? What the hell else are you supposed to write? "It's been real." So I left it blank. But maybe that's even worse? Gonna go stew on this now...... <br />
<br />Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-10733103856027217892012-07-21T19:19:00.001-05:002012-07-21T19:24:53.529-05:00Logie and MargotI know I'm the world's worst blogger ever. SO SUE ME. <br />
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Check out Logie and Margot after dinner, where we had to make a quick getaway from the restaurant because Logan was doing his new screeching routine. It's really quite remarkable. Every time he starts it up, I immediately think of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4z848FFClBM">this scene</a> from Splash.<br />
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Look how cute these lil buggers are! Logie is demonstrating his new screech in the very beginning. Also notice how Margot busts out "see you later" just like it's no big thing.<br />
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My heart breaks every time I think about having to leave this fam.* Now I have the sads. :(<br />
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*in case you've been living under a rock and haven't gotten the memo, we're moving back to Boston! More on that later...and by later I mean never since I don't blog anymore. </i></div>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-52601361475989122312012-06-16T08:40:00.003-05:002012-06-16T08:40:23.910-05:00HELLO!?Are you there? Where have you been??? I've been looking all over for you.<br />
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What's been going on with me, you ask? Well, remember when I was joking and told you I was <a href="http://austinali1010.blogspot.com/2012/04/where-have-you-been_7980.html">prego</a>? <br />
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I was as astonished as I would've been had this shown up at my house: <br />
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And this is what I look like most days:<br />
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We are obviously beyond excited (this happened once I allowed myself to stop hyperventilating into a brown paper bag), and baby is already scheduled to make his/<b>her* </b>arrival on the morning of December 17th. Merry Christmas, Logie, Santa brought you a wild animal!!<br />
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<i>*the ultrasound tech guessed last week that is was a GIRL! OMG xs 1,00000!!!!!!!</i><br />
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<br />Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-14194981552570444612012-04-24T19:07:00.003-05:002012-04-24T19:07:42.300-05:00Logan's Billboard: UpdateIt was a hit!<br />
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It almost ended up being a total disaster because there was one little part on the top that I just HAD to mess with because it didn't look even. It was taunting me. So I started cutting. And Xacto-knifing. And cutting some more. It started looking like total shit so I ended up at Michael's framing counter to have them fix it with their big cutting machines. For the bargain price of ZERO DOLLAHS! woot woot!<br />
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I'm sure you all have seen <a href="http://www.sugarbeecrafts.com/2012/01/giant-picture-tutorial.html">this</a> floating around <strike>the internet crack den</strike> Pinterest -- the "how to make a giant picture for cheap." </div>
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WELL, AUSTIN ALI DECIDED TO GIVE IT A WHIRL. I totally did it THIS MORNING. And Logan is still napping. That's how easy it was. OK fine, Willis put Logie down for his nap while I was at Staples because he could tell I had a bee in my bonnet, but you get the drift.</div>
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Wanna see how it turned out? Sure you do. I'd give it a B-. Only because I f'd up a few things.</div>
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I will just tell the story in pictures because I'm too tired to type. Oh, and one thing I changed about the process was buying a black board so you don't have to involve paint. Lady, THEY MAKE BLACK BOARDS FOR A REASON. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">this is a recreation of what happened in the garage because I was too <br />
worried about getting asphyxiated to stick around to take pics</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">done. no, it is not correctly lined up on the board.<br />
it's like 1/2 an inch off longways. whatevs, I'm over it.<br />
and it's not the highest quality item out there, but for $6!?<br />
I'll take it.</td></tr>
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I'll post the FINAL FINAL version hanging over <strike>The Dictator's </strike> Logan's crib when he gets up. Because he's still sleeping.<br />
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<br />Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-81512303156368378512012-04-15T22:46:00.000-05:002012-04-15T22:46:19.061-05:00Another battleSo, there have been attempted break-ins in our 'hood. Like, several. And I'm kind of surprised by it. I'm not saying that we live in the most expensive neighborhood in Austin, but we certainly don't live in the ghetto. So Mama's scared. <br />
<br />
So, I decided that I was going to take measures into my own hands. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">omg how ghetto is our back door? the previous owners gave us <br />
$ to replace it in the P&S at closing, but we decided <br />
to spend it on something else.<br />
But I'm not sure what. </td></tr>
</tbody></table>Pops said that my note should be less polite, but I explained to him that I was being sarcastic with the "thanks." But then he said that burglars can't understand sarcasm. <br />
<br />
I DO know that they haven't been prowling lately, because someone who shall remain nameless [::cough cough <span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>WILLIS </b></span>cough cough::] left the ipad outside like all night the other night, and it was still there.<br />
Anyway, Happy Monday! WAAAH WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH suckkkaaaaahs!Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-60977478681063960892012-04-13T13:20:00.001-05:002012-04-13T13:20:33.191-05:00Logie's fave new activities<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">playing keep away</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Talking Tom, I love you. I'll give you another hug just to prove it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">MUST.TAKE.MY.NEW.BALL.EVERYWHERE.EVEN.TO.GET.<br />
MEXICAN.FOOD.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"What are you looking at?" </td></tr>
</tbody></table>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-60624454386291068992012-04-12T08:00:00.003-05:002012-04-12T10:02:38.794-05:00Did you know I have a baby?Here's a video of my baby, Logan, in case you've never seen a picture or video of him since I feel like I never really talk about him much. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/-N5x6EJjxbA?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-52084834543859945262012-04-11T10:46:00.001-05:002012-04-11T10:47:09.656-05:00A FuneralAustin Ali is in mourning today. <br />
<br />
I got some news last night from one of my dear, bestie friends (Lisa) that we are now without an important member of our group back home.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">that's Lisa. and 1/2 of Kari. Oh and B. </td></tr>
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It's very sad. So I'll just go ahead and just say it. <br />
<br />
The one who is no longer with us... is Lisa's appendix.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">this is a picture of Lisa's appendix.</td></tr>
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Let's all unite while we pay our respects.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">it was totally enlarged so it had to have an extra big casket.</td></tr>
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<br />
Hi. I see that you're back. How was your winter? Ours was <span style="font-size: large;">glorious</span>. We got to hang out on the back patio like pigs in shit -- even sometimes BAREFOOT -- because we knew you guys were "hibernating." I even gardened in FLIP FLOPS. Did we become complacent? Nope. We didn't! We were just enjoying the break from our war with you. Enjoying the end of the Scorpion Count of 2011. <br />
<br />
Last year's was 19 I believe? I'll have to confirm with Willis. He'll know right away.<br />
<br />
It appears that 2012's began this morning, around 10am. Which means that The War has re-begun, too. Re-begun? WTF? Anyway, Willis said that he knew it was coming soon. <br />
We're back at 1. <span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Inside. <u><span style="color: red;">The bedroom.</span></u> </b></span>So that's like 54,798 as far as I'm concerned. <br />
<br />
See, last year we kind of let you guys win for a while. We got all timid-like, saying things like, "we can't be in the same region as these scorpions, we have to move, omg scorpions scorpions scorpions!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" But now, IT IS ON. ON LIKE SCORPION KONG. You exoskeletor little shits.<br />
<br />
I've already had a call with Colin Mr. Supervisor of the bug company to make sure he knows how very serious this war really is. He's into it. He's on board. He's even calling Mr. Tech to have a little pep talk with him to tell him THERE IS NO MESSING AROUND. <span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><u>WE ARE EVEN GOING TO USE POISON.</u></b></span><br />
<br />
The war is on, you little assholes, and we plan to win. <br />
<br />
Very truly yours,<br />
AustinAli<br />
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PS -- ok but you might totally be winning today, because I could really use a nap but I'm too scared to go back in the bedroom. Thank you and goodnight.Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-45550857100724591982012-04-09T10:53:00.004-05:002012-04-09T15:29:00.035-05:00WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!Oh hello! Did you miss me? I totally missed you guys. (I kind of forgot my login for a while, then I went out of town (TWICE!) but now I'm back. Can we make up and get back together? I love you and I always will.)<br />
<br />
Here's what's been going on. <br />
<br />
Mama went away on a girls' trip (Logie and Willis had maj boy bonding time!!), and then while Willis was away in Cali last week (with his other family), Logie and I visited Mimi and Pops in Florida. Oh, how were the flights, you ask? I'll tell you since you asked so nicely. <br />
<br />
First and foremost, Logie would like to send a personal apology to the elderly Indian couple seated next to us on the way there for [repeatedly] spraying them with milk from his sippy. It's a new trick he's learned... load up the straw with milk between the teeth, then flick it out to spray everywhere. He has amazing aim. He also learned a new trick we'll call The 360. Here's how you do it: roll around on your mom's lap over and over and over and over and over instead of sleeping, all while crying. He is such a good multitasker! It was so awesome. Oh and last but certainly not least, I'd like to give a big UP YOURS to the pilot for barreling over the loudspeaker the second Logie FINALLY fell asleep. To tell us nothing. <br />
<br />
I'd also like to give a big (for real, genuine, like not even sarcastic) thanks to the cheapskates on the flight home for not ponying up the extra $30 for extra legroom... cause that meant Logie and I got our own, huge, penthouse row ALL TO OURSELVES! We were basically doing jumping jacks and snow angles on the floor the whole ride home, just because we could. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm gonna spread all my shit out everywhere just because I can.<br />
Here Rocky, you can even have your OWN SEAT.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>And just in case you need a dose of major cuteness in your day...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">come ON Mom, I'm losing major cred here in this getup.<br />
Can we at least lose the pansy hat?</td></tr>
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OH... One more thing!!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">*</td></tr>
</tbody></table>OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>*just kidding. </b></span></i>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-91448501051733429302012-03-21T12:53:00.002-05:002012-03-21T12:53:50.786-05:00Hoarders Buried Alive: Playroom edition<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipcpcrS_6ZT-AQpzYqEGLkCZ7rqyfYCHkUFp6c07N2wkvTK7wxdzJJzaWd7Ejjq0de8jZpaGpQIiBX836Fq0i7uLz98AhE7TNcj_BReDGtl1VRH8nUT2oqdasaTY8IbLFBR2gCK44gJE/s1600/playroom1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipcpcrS_6ZT-AQpzYqEGLkCZ7rqyfYCHkUFp6c07N2wkvTK7wxdzJJzaWd7Ejjq0de8jZpaGpQIiBX836Fq0i7uLz98AhE7TNcj_BReDGtl1VRH8nUT2oqdasaTY8IbLFBR2gCK44gJE/s400/playroom1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Love.</div>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-37846242652124419452012-03-19T22:05:00.000-05:002012-03-19T22:05:59.982-05:00Sideburns: UpdateJust in case you were wondering... <div><br />
</div><div>Here is the current status of my pregnancy*/baby-induced sideburns:</div><div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">should I add a braid? maybe some beads?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">hawt.</td></tr>
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</div><div><i style="font-size: small;">*dear God NO I'm not pregnant, what, do you think I'm really THAT crazy!?</i></div>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-62506707229704406192012-03-19T17:50:00.002-05:002012-03-19T17:50:49.601-05:00Clearly I'm Obsessed...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/K-mHjIDw218?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792130741968035146.post-43496683404617041412012-03-15T09:45:00.000-05:002012-03-15T09:45:06.687-05:00And the walkin man walks...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/kpPA4af9-ps?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Boston to Austin to Boston burbs Alihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259561612987364243noreply@blogger.com0