Do me a favour? Say: “sick as a DAWG.” Thanks.

Yeah. That’s right. I’m SICK AS A DAWG.

Again.

Makes sense, though. I mean — no sleep, upping the exercise, AND breasfeeding the brains out will do that to a girl. S’okay, though. I’m blogging in bed, and I gots everything I need right here:


I gots my TV, my Iron Chef America, my silly kitty, my computer, my kleenex, and my SLEEPING rascal. Across the hall sleeps princess monkey…. If I listen hard through plugged ears, I can hear her stirring….

I’m pretty sure I have a fever. Body aches. Skin burns. Eyes glazed. But, I’m okay. See, even though I’m ghastly sick, I did good for myself this weekend.

BREAKTHROUGH: I decided that the Once-A-Week Cheat should also be the Once-A-Week ME. On this one day a week, Saturday, I come first. Or, AT LEAST second. So, here’s how I celebrated this week’s ME DAY:

I took the rascal to my favourite Starbucks, drank my favourite grande soy chai tea latte, ate the pastry of my choice (happened to be low fat), read mebook, bought MYSELF flowers:


Who knew pink roses were my favourite? Did YOU know? I love the way they swirl inside themselves….

After the roses, I trotted down to the neighbourhood baby store to by me one o’ these — because GOSH DARNIT I’m sick of flashing my GINORMOUS boobs to the unassuming public!

It’s the Bebe au Lait nursing canopy in “kimono.” They used to be called “Hooter Hiders,” which I prefer to Bebe au Lait — of course…I mean, who wouldn’t?

And…I walked. I walked A TON. In the cold. Which is maybe why I have this awful cold!

Also I GOT MY HAIR CUT, and it’s not half bad — check it:

Oops! THAT’S NOT MY HEAD!

Sighhh…, how’d THAT get in there. Hmph, cheaty little rascal. So, now, check it:


If you look closely, you can see my TRIPLE Ds!


PAAAAART! Yes, that would be my part. Right there. See it? Hee. And, I bet that’s the only closeup picture of a part you’ve ever seen, right? But, like, no dandruff, natural hair colour, unintentionally ziggity zaggity — may as well FLAUNT…that…part…if I got it! Ahem. It’s a good layering job in the back, though, no? And, how ’bout that pose, like, with the camera…. Do you LOVE IT!? Ha!

Elsewhere, in cheaty land…, a certain SOMEONE was a certain JEALOUS when a certain OTHER SOMEONE got to sit in the bumbo chair for the first time!


Sorry, the no-face clause of my blogging contract permits me to post ONLY this much of the monkey’s face. But you can see she was HYSTERICAL crying…because her brother got to, ahem, sit in that chair. Ahh, the sibling rivalry.

Sooo, of course, we let the monkey have a turn….


And, would you look at that!? She got her bumbo chair and her Ratatouille, too! Lucky GIRL!

It’s okay…. Don’t you worry your gorgeous little heads about the rascal…. He got to workout with mama, and he LOVED IT….


…mama STUPIDLY thought that exercising would make her feel better. WRONG!!!

A-NY-WAY, it was truly a great weekend, Gorgeouses. I learned a lot. Like, what my favourite flower is…. Like, that I can do nice things for myself ONCE A WEEK. That doing nice things for myself feels DAMN GOOD.

And, now, I’m going to do something good for myself and close this baby up. I’m outtie. I leave you with a few words from Minden (he asked…sorry):

Do something nice for yourselves today, Gorgeouses! And, tell us about it! Tell us! Tell us!

…and, while you’re at it, check ZEE GOSSIP!

LOVE! xo Haley-O

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