Time Out

I would like to apologize for my fingerless hand in photo 3. My sister bought me a camera remote for my birthday, so I no longer have to run back & forth to set the timer (thanks, Amy!). I am still trying to figure out what to do with it once I click it - at one point I almost shoved it into my mouth.

I got my hair cut on Thursday, and I told my hairdresser about my blog (I haven't even told my friends about it). I just started talking about life and somehow between what I made for dinner and how work is going, I just kind of put it out there. She asked me to explain it, and I turned red and started mumbling and wanted to crawl under a rock. I was kicking myself for mentioning it.

I'm always sticking my foot in my mouth, so I might as well stick my remote in there along with it.