Big Baby

Remember Big Baby from Toy Story 3?

I have got one of my own. The kid turns 17 months this week. He doesn't talk (not a single word!), he doesn't walk, or hold his own bottle. Yes, he still takes a bottle every morning and evening and wants to be held in his glider like a newborn while he drinks it.



Yet, he can climb like a monkey:







He is off the charts for height and weight:

And gives the world's best smooches.





The last few times I have gone to the gym, I have found him back in the newborn room in a bassinet. The ladies tell me that is where he wants to be....big baby.

You can't tell he's my last can you?

Buster's Got Himself A Girlfriend!

One of my blogging friends Em called me this last week and invited me to meet her for breakfast while she was in town. I was so excited to finally meet her in person. She is one of the funniest bloggers out there. Go to her blog here.

Plus, she has an ADORABLE little girl the same age as Buster. We decided a long time ago that these two are getting married. What? You say that arranged marriages are a thing of the past? Nonsense. How could these two little chubbies not meet and fall in love?

They did.



And I fell in love with Em and the Chunky French Toast at Kneaders. We talked about everything from fashion to kids to serious family stuff and back again. That is what I love about blogging...no need to get to know each other...we felt like we already did.



A couple weeks ago, my friend Greg and his cute wife Julie came to visit me as well. I met Greg in law school and haven't laid eyes on him in ten years. We got to laugh and catch up over Cafe Rio. It was so much fun. Greg and Sam are my only male commenters and I have been bugging Greg for some time to start a blog. He finally did! I like reading blogs written by men because I think they offer a different perspective on life. And Greg is really funny so he's easy to read.



He just did a male fashion post. Go show him some love here. Tell him Brooke sent you.

The Color Purple

This post is not about that movie where Oprah was nominated for an Oscar. No, this post is about my current obsession with the color purple. I used to hate purple but for some reason, I'm into it right now. Maybe it's the fall weather...I can't get enough.

It all started with a pair of purple tights. I was at Macy's a couple weeks ago and saw these bright purple tights. I had nothing to put them with but I bought them anyway and started my search for a cute church outfit.



I ended up with the dress (pictured above) from Dillard's and cropped sweater from Charlotte Russe (don't judge...cropped purple sweaters are hard to find) Forgive me for my awkward poses...now you see why Barbazon never came calling

But when I tried on the outfit with the purple tights, Luke said "Why do you have on a Halloween outfit mom?" I knew the tights were too much. Of course, it looks best with bare legs.

Black tights are okay too for fall:



So I put the purple tights with a black pencil skirt and purple tank (also purchased at Dillard's). What do you think? Is it too crazy for church? (Sammie was my photographer and cut off my legs):



I'm not that conservative in what I wear as long as it is dressy...don't get me started about t-shirts and flip flops at church!

And when this line goes on sale at Janie and Jack..I'm totally picking up the bubble skirt, top and shoes for Sammie so we can coordinate:





Oh, and I found this handbag in the back of my closet that was a free gift from Lancome a couple years ago...I am going to be so matchy-matchy!:



Does anyone else out there where colored tights to work or church? Do you like bare legs or black tights for my law school reunion with the dress? I want to look hot but lawyerly....but not too lawyerly or I would be wearing a suit.

Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?

I can't believe it has been 10 years since 9/11. My heart still sinks when I see the footage of that terrible day. My heart goes out to each and every one of the victim's families who were affected by the tragedy.

I will never forget where I was when I heard that a plane had hit the first tower. Sam and I were driving into work and heard it on the radio. The minute I got into work, I went down to the conference room where people were gathering and we watched footage all day as the tragedy unfolded. In the days after, I was glued to the tv, sobbing as the stories were told of the people who died and the many heroes that were born that day.

I was especially touched by the story of Todd Beamer, who was a passenger on United Airlines flight 93. He tried to call his wife Lisa to say goodbye and was redirected to an operator. He asked the operator to call his wife and children and tell them that he loved them. Then he said "Let's Roll" and he and three other men stormed the cockpit and attacked the terrorists. The plane went down in a remote field rather than it's intended target. A few months later, his wife had a baby girl. Todd Beamer is a true hero.

Alan Jackson wrote a really amazing song in the days following 9/11. This video is set to that song, though it is not him singing.



Where were you when the world stopped turning?

What I Won't Be Wearing This Fall

I spend a fair amount of time perusing In Style Magazine. I probably should spend more time in the Ensign but that is a post for another day. While I generally know what the trends are, I rarely follow them. I much prefer sweats. So here is what I won't be wearing:

Anything Menswear Inspired:


I spent the better part of the 90s dressing like a man. I don't need to ever do that again.

Brogues/oxford shoes:


Goes along with the menswear...I don't understand the appeal of these.

Fur:


Apparently, fur is all the rage this fall. Can you even imagine me putting this on to go pick up the carpool?

Calf Length Hemlines:


Frumpy McFrumpy!

Ponchos:


The heat Jerry!

Liberty boots:


I cannot figure out this trend for the life of me...Little House on the Prairie? Pioneer? Amelia Earhart? Not for me.

I'm still waiting for my uni to come back in style.

90's Flashback (High School Dance Edition)

Since going to the 80s Prom last weekend, I have been thinking about my high school dances. I went to high school in the 90s, not the 80s. But the 90s did us no favors. Think high rise jeans, huge rugby shirts and don't get me started on the shoes and perms.

I finally dug out my old scrapbook to see what I was wearing to my school dances. Oh my goodness. Someone should have stopped me. Here is just a random sampling of my favorites or "the best of the worst":

Sophomore year theme dance (we were cowboys):


Straight denim, baby, with a freakin' BOLERO tie! My date told me I was "churchy." I will never forget it!

Sophomore year Prom:


I borrowed this dress from my MOM! It doesn't scream "mom dress" at all does it? Notice my black flats with those little clip on shoe accessories!

Junior year Christmas Dance:


I really liked this guy (notice he is wearing uber cool Girbaud jeans!) So what better to wear than an oversize denim shirt with Christmas button covers!! I borrowed the plaid skirt from my friend Jaime. Love the perm!

Junior Year Valentines Dance:


Valentines= pink jeans. I wore those all the time. Don't forget the button covers again! I also wore those ankle cowboy boots everywhere. They were shoes that looked like boots...anyone else wear those?

Senior Year Morp Dance:


We were bikers. What is funny to me is that we actually thought it would be cool to pretend to ride another guy.

Senior Year Women's Association Dance:


The dress ain't bad--classic velvet Jessica McClintock number (I think this was the one I bought in San Diego to wear to Homecoming the year before.) It might have been a bit immodest but this was back in the day before they pushed "For the Strength of Youth"...

The funny thing about this dance is the group picture. I had "photo shopped" it myself. I thought my arms looked fat (I know...if only my high school self could see me now!) so I took a black Sharpie and tried to thin my arms out. I butchered the job but still had to deliver the photos to my date. His wife reads my blog...Jessica, ask him if he noticed!


Christmas dance Senior year:


Same date again. Lovin' on the Christmas sweater. I wore that same Christmas sweater to the Christmas dance my sophomore year too so I must have thought it was a winner. Once again...wearing the awesome low boots.

Skyline Prom:


Going for the bridal look (what the?) My date was really cute..we were both red heads but I should have saved the white lace dress for my wedding.

Brighton Prom:


This is the best dress yet...the sleeves could be worn up on the shoulders at home when my parents were taking the pre-dance photos


and then down off the shoulder at the Prom!!

It is a miracle I was even asked to these dances. Now you can see why I'm excited to go to my 20 year reunion. I have no where to go but up!

Telephone Games

I saw this video on CJane's blog a couple weeks ago. I fell in love with the song and Brooke White's voice. It is the perfect song as we go into Fall. (I'm sorry that you can't see Brooke...I don't know what happened to the other half of the picture!) Take a listen: