Easter

This past weekend I went to DC to visit Mr. B. Our first activity was to visit the National Gallery. Did you know all the museums in DC are free? Amazing.





This is one of my favorite pieces. Degas has always been one of my favorite impressionists - his paintings of ballerinas and sculptures are lovely.



There is the Washington monument.




And then you turn around and what do you know, the Capitol.



We then went into the Green House Conservatory. They had a special alphabet exhibit.



This picture is sideways but I had to include it.

Here are some of my favorite flowers. Basically any kind of orchid you can imagine was present.









Thanks for the great weekend B!

Alright already

I know it's been awhile, but everyone needs to calm down. All that has happened here is me choosing other important activities over blogging. That doesn't mean I'm not alive and doing well. Better than well. I'm great. So great, that I forgot to blog about it actually. And so what if I want to blog once a month as opposed to 3 times a day? It's my blog. I can do what I want with it.

Just another day at work....

And also the best day of my life.



You can tell by my face that I'm not breathing. This was an unbelievable moment for me. Yes ladies, he is that charming and nice in real life. Even more so than on the TV screen. I wish his hand was touching me and not my handbag. Stupid bag! I was too numb to notice at the time.

Other Fun Fearless men were as follows: John Mayer, Tony Romo, Common, Peter Krause, Dane Cook, and Tom Anderson. I have more pictures, but my computer is being annoying and not uploading. Plus, none of the other pictures can really compare to the glory above anyway.

I think we look like a cute couple. It could work.

Nicknames

This is only for all those who persisted I share.

All my friends know that my nickname used to be Michelley-belly in my family. I think I finally lost that nickname when I lost my belly. It was around the age of 19. I've been telling my friends that my nickname was this because I had this huge belly as a baby/little girl and all the rest of me was stick thin, like one of those starving kids in Africa. However, I realize now that this story is a lie. Examining old photos made me see that yes, I did have a belly, but I was kind of a chunk all over. Please see below.



This is wierd angle, but if you look closely, there is a significant belly there. Wouldn't it be cool if I could find this exact bathing suit now and redo this picture?

Now this is a picture I might use as my Blogger profile picture...haven't decided yet. I like how the proportion of my head to my body hasn't changed in 24 years.



Another great bathing suit. They just don't make them like they used too. Why am I crying? My guess is sand in my diaper.


And this one I think is just nice. I remember those overalls. I did everything in them. This is up at the cabin.