Party Weekend

You know it. My gray hair is OUTTA control and I've been gushing over my co-workers color job. Using the same guidelines as last time, but this time using a semi-permanent (read: no ammonia) color. 

I'm exercising with Dolvett in the morning. No big deal. He tweeted back to me this week to confirm his attendance, despite a broken foot, and I told Pete that meant we were basically getting married. Pete: "Nice!!"

Unrelated: It's possible I am voluntarily featured in this slideshow on Babble about what real women look like post-partum. Please note, that was not 5 months post-partum, it was 3. Them were the days!