Well...ok.

There's not much to say but daayyyumm.  I am knocked all the way up.

Please disregard the superhero fist on the hip pose thing.  And the crooked picture on the wall.  It was early.  I was tired.  And my housekeeping/decorating skills are lacking.

Alex saw my bare belly the other day and told me my belly button looks like a crazy chicken.  It's not any where near popping out or anything...it's just kind flat.  Not sure what constitutes a crazy chicken appearance, but apparently I've got it goin' on.