Hair it is.

Some interesting and sometimes funny things have happened to me lately.

You know how your body changes so much during pregnancy? Some good, mostly not good. The good really just being that there is a baby in there underneath the stretch marks and skin that will never bounce back to its former shape.

Remember how I mentioned that one of the biggest pluses for me is that the hair on my legs stops growing during pregnancy (with my boys)? I know, totally awesome.

I guess I am ever the optimist and always hope that it will stay that way. It's like laser hair removal without the laser and the without the cash!

But no such luck. The hormones have settled down or up or whatever they do after giving birth. The leg hair has returned. Cue the sad music.

So I went to get a much needed pedicure the other day. I went to a new place--well, a remodeled place in the neighborhood. I walk in and someone yells, "Can I help you?"

I answer that I need a pedicure. They yell, "Pick your color!" And then motioned for me to sit down in one of the pedicure chairs.

I sat down and started reading my latest issue of InStyle--it's full of cute, stylish and incredibly expensive things. I usually can afford about 2 items per issue. I never buy them. But I like looking at the pictures.

Anyway, don't you hate how they suck you in by sitting you in a chair and then never telling you how long it will REALLY be? I waited a while and then reminded them of my need for their services!

I got a man pedicurist--is that what they are called? Anyway, this guy was really nice and super smiley. I couldn't understand everything he said but I just smiled back and kept looking at my magazine.

Did I mention that this guy has a really loud voice?

So he looks at me and says, "So glad you here. You have ingrown nails."

I didn't quite understand him, so he repeated it louder this time. Loud enough for all to hear it.

I know I sounded like an idiot when I looked shocked and confused and kept babbling on and on about it. But I have never had an ingrown nail! Seriously. I guess I can thank pregnancy for this as well.

Then I got to a section in the magazine about dressing to highlight your best feature--your legs, your arms, your waist, etc.

So I was initially drawn to the section about highlighting your waist. The clothes they suggested were all cute and definitely emphasized a small waist.

But I don't have a small waist anymore. I guess I can thank pregnancy (#4) for that as well.

I looked for a section for people with muffin tops but that wasn't in there.

Or for people with with ingrown toe nails and hairy legs. Not there either.

Wow. Anyone else totally grossed out by this post?

I think everyone stopped reading when I got to the leg hair part.

Dear Ole Dad!

My Dad (Bob, Pops, Poppy), is such a great man.

However, not so great in front of cameras--video or still.

Here is an interview that Dad needed to do for one of his websites. Actually, this is the bloopers version. The laughing behind the camera is my brother Blair.

Enjoy.

You might want to double click on the screen and watch this on YouTube. It shows more of my Dad.

Love you Dad! or as I like to call him Awkward Man!

Resolutions

I am thinking about making some resolutions. You know, because it's the new year and all. I know it's a little late but we had a little stomach bug over here and we just took down Christmas. We are just moving a little slow.

But I am a little uncomfortable with the word "resolution." That means I resolve to do something? I have resolve? Say it 10 times in a row. It's a weird word. Plus, I feel like George W. when I say it.

Can I make New Year's Possible Things I Might or Might not do instead of resolutions?

I might need to do this in outline form. In no particular order.

(evidently blogger doesn't like my outline form. Try to imagine it in outline form)

I. Lose some weight and get in shape. I know, original.

A. Admit I am a sugar addict. It's the first step.

1. Slowly stop eating sugar.

2. Well, at least think about eating less sugar.

B. Start exercising

1. Find exercise clothing that fits

2. Feel the burn

3. Don't look in a mirror while exercising

4. Is watching the Biggest Loser exercise?

I am already exhausted just thinking of things.

II. Be better about cooking and going to the grocery store

A. Pray for a miracle--that somehow a personal chef

would show up at my door and beg to work for me with no pay

B. I got nothing else--but you can't have an "A" without a "B"

III. Read more

A. I am hoping that magazines and blogs count

B. Actually, I want to read some fiction and some non-fiction (sort of)

IV. Clean some things

A. Some drawers here and a closet there

B. My car

C. The floors--those darn floors.

V. Be a better friend

A. Be real and honest

B. Initiate

C. Go out with the girls (figure out who "the girls" could be)

D. Find friends that are ok with the chaos I bring

VI. Be a better parent

A. Come up with specific parents techniques for each child

B. Read/discuss a parenting book with community group (check!)

C. Pray for patience, understanding and wisdom

D. Don't sweat the small stuff

E. Have fun and take some pictures!

I think I am done for now. I don't like to give myself too much to do.

I used to be such an achievement oriented person. What happened to me? I also used to be a rule follower. But Kyle has taken over that role in our family. I used to think of myself as someone that could get a lot done. Now, I'm happy when I get a shower and dinner cooked in the same day.

Of course, I wouldn't change a thing about my life.

Except for those things listed above that I want to change. But you get my point.

Some Things I Like

I was going to do a list of my favorite things but "favorite" might be a little too strong of a word. I was just thinking of listing some things I really like.

Before I get to the list, I was wondering...do you think it is weird that I was wishing that I had on Spanx today when I did my very first workout in over 3 months? I was needing something to hold in all the jiggles. I think Spanx should totally make work out clothes. And Wow, I am so out of shape it's not pretty. I have a long road ahead of me. And I think I will start with these chocolate covered pecans I am eating right now!

Back to the list.

These are in no order and I have already forgotten a few of them. What a great a build up, huh?

1. I have said it before, but I still love it: Clairol's Root Touch-up! What a great product. I like the shade called Medium Golden Brown and I guess Clairol does too! At Target, it was almost three dollars more than Medium Brown. What up with that? Of course, I'm a sucker and bought the one I wanted anyway.

Tip: If you try this product, go with a lighter shade rather than a darker shade.

2. My BFF Jenny. For a lot of reasons, but this week because she literally made a menu for me of dinners for this week. And she included recipes that I might not have. AND she made a shopping list for me. And she said she would do it again! How awesome is that? The only thing better would be to have a personal chef. And since I'm not Oprah, that's not happening. Thanks Jenny.

3. Tivo or DVR. Seriously, do I need to explain this one? Awesomeness. And I will be using this fabulous bit of technology in the next weeks to record shows like American Idol, Project Runway, Community, Glee and White Collar. Maybe a couple of other shows but I don't want to seem like a loser!

4. My precious baby Hank. I know it might be weird to list only one of my four children here. But I am doing just that. He is almost 3 months old and I adore him. And you know what? He adores me. He likes to be held and likes me to talk to him. He doesn't whine or complain or talk back. He is so sweet and lovable. He is starting to have a little personality. I can't wait to see what he will be like. Hank is everyone's favorite over here.

Well, I never heard of list with just 4 things but that's all I got for now. All boys have been asleep and that is a miracle in and of itself. That could be my #5!

I just want to apologize for the unusually poor grammar in this post. Sorry Mom and Jenny.