And, the smiles just keep on comin’….
I talk about it just about every day. Just how damn happy I am. Although the rest of my life is crazy (work, etc)-- pre-Luci, I'd really really be freaking out. But, now that I have Luci, everything is put into perspective and I just don't really give a crap about anything else. So I worry less about non-Luci topics, →
Date Night, New Blog and Luci is a tird- help!
Date nights are AWESOME. We hadn't been on one in a long, long, long time. We have been out, have gotten a babysitter and all that, but we've gone to weddings, have had friends in town, etc etc, so we haven't actually been on a "date-date" in prolly 4+ months? So, I redesigned my blog! It's kinda fancy but I like →
Where the hell have I been???
And WHAT have I been doing with my time? I can tell you. In one short, succinct sentence. Or word, rather. WORK. Holy Crappers. I haven't posted since November! Now, that is insane. In the membrane. Work has really taken it out of me lately. The last 8 months have been hell on earth or hell in the McCombs school and I am →
“Han Hoo”!!!!
It seems like Luci has been making a ton of advances during the last few weeks. I'm not sure what's going on, but she's learning new "tricks" almost daily. It's just so much damn fun. We've had the most fun with her over this long weekend. Makes me wish I was a stay at home mom. Like, really really bad. Here's →
T-Give
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Wow, hello, posting hiatus! I guess life has gotten in the way. Things have been so crazy- it seems like each week is crazier than the last! I thought I'd do a quick post to profess my thanks for the incredible life I live! I am soooooo thankful for: My awesome husband, who can name a record just from the sound →
Broken Basso
Carlos Basso Dos Fincas- 2008 Cab/Sav-Malbec. Broken English. Perfect combo for a loney Sunday night. Perfection. Oh, my sweet Parker Posey. The gal never disappoints.
What’s up, Speezle?
Interviewer= Shannon= "S" Interviewee= Shannon= "Self" S: So, how's life since the marathon? Self: Well, it's good. I miss running though. I haven't done a lick of running since the race and I feel fat and lethargic and just plain disgusting- my regular jeans feel like skinny jeans etc, etc.... I really didn't do any running 3 weeks before the race because of →
Haiku for You
Happy happy day. I am foot-loose and fancy free! My foot is better! I had a crappy test run on Sunday- limping afterwords and almost couldn't even walk back to the car. Went back to the Dr Monday feelin' blue with not a lot of hope about the race. Dr. reexamined me, said it was a problem with my "cuboid" bone- →
What’s Up, Speezle?
I'm sucking at blogging. Not surprising. I just can't get it together with everything going on. So, I've decided to take matters into my own hands and add a little something new to the mix that should be fairly easy and quick for me to blog about. Myself. I'm gonna call it "What's up, Speezle" and it'll be a series →
P.o.’d
So, this week kicked off the start of another recruiting season at work and brings along with it all the stress and traveling........ I don't know how I'm going to handle it this year. I'm down a staff member who used to help with the traveling and now it's just me. I've been working random late nights and weekend days →
Operation: Morning Hair
Have you heard that Luci has crazy hair? Well, here's your proof! Jami- I for sure think we should keep this going and start a separate blog with all morning hair posts I may even include a few of my own, pretty spectacular morning hair looks. So, for the past 3 weeks, I've kept a camera in Luci's room and 1st →
Beers, Beaches, Boats, Buds, Bonefish and ummmm… Beers. And, Beaches.
Boo hoo hoo. Getting back to reality has proven to be even more difficult than I ever thought possible. I miss my island. Don't get me wrong, being back with Luci is a-mazing (God, we missed her!). I just wish I could've brought the island home with us. Seriously, y'all- I cried when we got in the boat and drove away →
Movies, lyrics, backpack patches, love.
My secret wish for Luci is for her to become a film director. I picture a little cutie-pie with frizzy hair at 7 or 8 years- old, running around donning a teeny-made-for-lil-girls Gorilla Biscuits t-shirt that her Dad made her, with a video camera, filming her stuffed animals. Then eventually, going to film camp. Some kids go to like regular ol →
25 Random Things- Luci Goosie Style
Did you notice when this thing was going around Facebook? I did one for myself a while back (remember, I love lists), so now I thought I'd do one for Luci Goosie, or Chubby Chapman as we've been calling her as of late. Her hair is insane. Like insane-in-the-membrane, nutzo-craze-o insane. Some days it's curly, some days it's flat. Every morning, →
Sweet, Savage Love
Needed to find an attention-grabbing subject line to grab ya back, reader.... that is, if there are any readers still out there. Sorry for my posting-hiatus (I don't count the last post about the stinky gym dude as a real post- I just needed to bitch). I've been uber busy. And, uber stressed. Work has been kicking my butt and →
Dear Skanky Gym Dude
Dear Skanky, smelly-ass Gym Dude, It is NOT ok to smell as bad as you do. It is NOT acceptable for you to come barging into the track like you own the place, with your dang smelly, stinky, deeeesgusting gym outfit made of crap. And, your stupid, stinky "running shoes" that aren't even running shoes at all, they've got no arch →
To My Baby’s Daddy-
Thank you for giving me 60 shots in my thighs. Thank you for holding my hair and wiping my face when I was puking in the parking lot after the 1st IVF procedure. Thank you for holding my hand through many painful procedures and wiping my tears after many painful disappointments. I realize I'm stronger than I look and I probably near-bout →
Simmer down, Shannie!
I've been getting a bit of flack for my sappy emo-girl blog posts. So, I'm emotional. I can admit it. But, I'd like to think of myself as well-rounded with equal parts emo-girl and yes, bitchy-mcbitch. I hope the aforementioned posts don't give readers out there the wrong idea. I can still bitch with the best of 'em. So, to prove →
The ultimate list
I love lists. This is for all you lady-mammas-to-be out there. I know a few peeps who are knocked-up so I thought I'd send out an unsolicited list concerning all things essential as I see them, for the 1st 9 months. I've divided it into pre-baby checklist, newborn, and things you can wait on. I also included a list of things I did →
Birth of the five-four….
Perhaps one of the most easily-recognized jazz tunes, Dave Brubeck's "Take Five" just turned 50. This is an amazing song. And, "Time Out" is an amazing album. Ok, so I'm not musically-inclined and unless someone points it out to me, I wouldn't be able to determine four-four from five-four from whatever. But, I can appreciate a damn good song that →
Well, hellz bellz
Well, crap. I love ya, my lil Luci Goosie. But, Good Lord..... the things you did to my body when you were in there! My goodness, they weren't lying when they said having a baby changes your body forever. Couple that with the fact that I'm quickly approaching the big 4-0.... and holy moly, not a pretty sight! To all my HS →
Don’t ever walk the bridges….
I have this thing I do when I'm on a run-- I always, always walk the bridges. No matter where in the run they "hit"- whether it's time for a break or not; no matter what/no matter when- I always walk the bridges, always have. Friends I've run with even tend to make fun of me for this nonsensical running →
Man, I really really want this
This is the most kick-ass poster I've ever seen. Of my favorite movie on the planet: Blade Runner Fabulous It's "loooong sold out" (blah blah blah). :-( If anyone can find me one of these, I will be your slave. For life.
This made me cry
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