Guilt, be gone.

On the phone with my sister Camille the other day, she said, "Andrew must still be home. You haven't blogged in forever." It's true. Now you can really see what a double life I lead. It is so wonderful to have him home, but I often neglect my poor little blog. A few things have happened since I last wrote. Here they are, probably NOT in order of chronology or importance.

-I cut my hair. I love how short it is and how fast it is to do - max 5 minutes. I want to go even shorter, but I'm holding off until after Kim's wedding next weekend. Here is the before and after:

-Andrew planted many things in our backyard. Raspberries, strawberries, blackberries, blueberries, tomatoes, and rosemary. We still have a little cilantro leftover that miraculously sprouted, uncared for, in the garden which we have now put in its proper place. And that's just the backyard! In the front we have our herb garden: basil, parsley, mint, chives, and thyme. He's just a little gardener. Now I'm just patiently awaiting my fresh berries' arrival.

-I went on a girls' weekend with Melanie and Marelize. We got a hotel room in Seattle and had an absolute ball acting carefree again. No kids, no responsibilities, just us doing anything our little hearts desired. Apparently our hearts desired the world of retail, because we spent all our time shopping. And I loved it! I fell in love with Anthropologie - my first time going into that paradise - and I am now convinced that I need to get rich so I can decorate my entire house with purchases from that store. Obviously I walked out empty-handed last weekend. But that will not always be the case. It was so nice to get away for 24 hours and just relax.

-Leighton got his first haircut. It was time to get rid of the old man look. It's amazing how early we had to do his - Eva's hair was virgin scissors until the day before she turned 18 months. Little Bubba looks all handsome now, and ready for pictures at the wedding.

There. Now I can stop feeling so guilty of blog-neglect. Pictures and all - aren't you proud of me?