You don't say, Ana! Seriously, I know. I am sure the reason that every lady doesn't have "chocolate" in her 5 favorites weekly is because it is a given, but there are a few chocolate things bringing me extra joy lately, and I am kind of cheating by including all three, sorry, Hallie (or Grace, or both). First: peanut butter no-bakes plus 1/2 cup of cocoa powder- A-mazing. Second: chocolate cheerios, or any generic variation. Mike and I polished off a box in a day earlier this week and never looked back. And third: THESE Nutella cookies. Make them. Make them NOW! 4 ingredients, the primary one being Nutella. Need I say more?!?! Just make them and eat them all.
There is very little that I hate more than being overly hot. I know that they say that modest is hottest, but they have not seen Ana in weather warmer than 70 degrees. I love warm weather, I just hate sweating. Also we don't have AC. SO my coping mechanism is shorts, and not Bermuda length shorts- that is too much leg coverage for me. The lower right hand picture is the longest length I can handle and I found some super airy brightly colored linen numbers at Old Navy the other day and scooped them up for less than $5 a piece. And now my legs can breath!!!
Due to Lucy's ever-growing and ever-unruly locks (see above striped shirt picture), which have seriously exceeded all my baby hair expectations-- the expectation being that it would all fall out and take forever to grow back-- I have had to start tying it up in one of these top knot numbers. I was totally unable to get her to smile for a picture this morning, which brings me to my next one...
Nothing says "classy" like blogging about your baby's bowl habits. I'll keep it quick. Earlier in the week I was resorting to unfortunate means to produce some results for poor little stopped-up Lucy, and since going forward things have not remained regular for her I was really hoping to find an alternative measure to take to help her out. Enter prune concentrate. I was skeptical upon giving it to her in a bottle with a little juice (don't stone me!) but I got her to drink it all, laid her down for a nap, and immediately upon waking she had some sweet, sweet relief. I am sold.
The jury is still out on this particular color, but even though I might not love it, I love that it is bright. I have looked at my nails several times today and been all too pleased with how fun and bright they are. They just scream summer at me. And then I tell them to shut up because enough people are screaming at me during the day. And then Mike starts to worry about how much I am talking to my nails. Alright enough.
Head over to Grace's for more wonderful things!