Meet the Professors

When Tierney was a baby, she was famous for sporting a pair of green sunglasses (lenses and frames). She quickly became known as "The Professor."

Today while playing in her room we came across those same glasses and each Little took turns wearing and posing for the camera.

 Tierney

 Brooklyn

Liam

And, not to sound too US Weekly, but who wore it best?

A Blast From the Past

As I was on a website searching for something work related, a web ad to the right of the information I was looking at caught my eye. It was for a local drugstore, but it was advertising their body spray line. I had to do a second take. I examined the bottles that were shown, and after a few minutes, I started to smile. This is what I was looking at.

Do any of you girls remember these? I used to love them and I can totally remember my mom buying them for me when I was younger. They are bottles of body spray that are mimicked after an actual perfume line, but for way less money. I wanted to reach through my computer screen and open the cap and sniff one. I bet it still smells the same.

Grandpa, we'll love you forever..

Having an answer for every question
Understanding more than I ever knew,
Glad to help relieve any form of stress,
Happy no matter what there was to do.
Trying so hard to make everyone happy,
Regardless of an extra mile.
Intentions always on the good side,
Careful to always say the right thing,
Knowing more than we'll ever know,
He's above us with a pair of wings.
Unlimited love to us he gave,
Living life one day at a time,
Having difficulties to overcome
Oh, if life were as easy as rhyme.
Leaving us wasn't his choice at all
Loving us forever was,
And in our hearts he remains,
Never again to leave us.

Dearest Grandpa, you're always missed and are forever loved.

(My family lost a wonderful man seven years ago today, but what he taught us and his love will remain with us forever.)

Brooklyn turns 2!!!!!

We had an a-DORA-ble party for Brooklyn on Sunday. She had a wonderful time and got a ton of presents! Here are the photos from her party.

Yesterday, Kevin and I took the whole day off. We went to Chuck E. Cheese's with her. She had a great time watching the Make Believe Band playing and dancing in the booth with her pizza in her hand. As long as she didn't have to get too close or touch them, she was okay. She loved to climb into all the cars and ride for a bit and then she was done. She just kept running around playing. Last night, I made her favorite - shrimp - for dinner and finished it up with white chocolate pudding with whipped cream and shaved chocolate on top. She dove right in! Here are some pictures from the festivities yesterday.

And now, for the finale...

Just minutes after she was born
Monday, December 19, 2005 at exactly 1:00 p.m.,
weighing 7 pounds, 7 ounces, 19.5 inches long...

And, yesterday she turned 2!
Where does the time go??

Brooklyn has changed our lives so much and we couldn't imagine anything without her. She is the most precious, beautiful, loving, gentle, feisty girl in the world, and I can safely say that Kevin and I wouldn't want her any other way. She completes our life and our family! I am head over heels in love with my lil' girl - my lil' best friend!!!

Dating sucks, but it's worth it

Dating. Ugh, gag. That's the first reaction I have when I think of dating. It can be very daunting as you search for the person you are meant to spend the rest of your life with.

Let me be honest, I had quite a few boyfriends in high school and had some boys that chased me, but I didn't give many of them the time of day. Am I proud that I went from boyfriend to boyfriend? Not reallly. I was on the hunt to find that "perfect" boyfriend, much like many high school girls who want to be in a relationship. My freshman and sophomore year, I dated what my parents refer to as "losers." These are the guys that needed their pants stapled to their waists and they need to sit through a couple lessons with Miss Manners. Point in case, one of these "losers" gets into my parents' car after the Homecoming game, and yells to my dad "Hey Pops!" Nice, huh!?! My dad was less than impressed.

My junior year, my interest in the opposite sex changed. I wasn't into bad boys anymore. I started dating a guy a year younger than me. He was in ROTC, the school's version of the military, wrestled and played JV football. He came from a nice family, although his parents smoked like chimneys, and had a stable home life. Sounds better, right? Well, the day he came to school dressed in Army camouflage, my best friend and I bolted to her car and raced away for lunch leaving him standing by my locker wondering where I was. The next day, it happened again, this time, he came in a cowboy hat and spurs. I bolted away again. Shallow? Looking back, yes. Mean? Probably. During this relationship, I had another guy, a year older flirting with me, wanting me to be his girlfriend. I wasn't interested in anything more than his friendship. I also had another guy, a very innocently shy (when it came to girls) guy start asking me for dating advice. He wanted to ask out a girl that he worked with but wasn't sure how and what moves to make. When he got a date with her, another girl and I showed him how to make the not-so-subtle arm stretch move in the movie theater. I was his model. He tried the move out on me, and something instantly clicked, I really liked this guy. For those who aren't sure, yes I was still with my boyfriend, the camouflage wearing wrestler.

Things started going downhill for my boyfriend and I as I kept getting close to this other guy - we were purely friends by the way, nothing more. Our boy's basketball team had made it to the playoffs and they were playing in Evergreen. I asked my boyfriend to come to the game with me. His response: "I don't support people that don't support me" meaning they didn't watch him grab other guys in his little leotard on the mats. That made me so mad. I ended up going with a bunch of friends, one of them being the guy I was starting to fall for. Our team won! On the ride home, I was sitting next to the new guy and I fell asleep with my head on his shoulder.

It only took a few weeks, and a very sentimental Val-O-Gram from me to the new guy, and my boyfriend and I were done. I broke up with him over the phone (the worst way to do it). The next day, my guy friend asked me to be his girlfriend. Yeah! We lasted three weeks, and then I had to end it (actually my mom told me to) because I really wasn't over my ex-boyfriend. The timing couldn't have been more perfect. Spring break was only a day away meaning 1) I wouldn't have to see him for a week and 2) I could work on getting back together with my ex. The day before spring break started, I saw him flirting with a girl I thought was my friend, but she was flirting back and they were singing songs and playing hangman during our yearbook class. It made my heart hurt.

Spring break was finally here, and my mom took it upon herself to call several boys and set up a date a night for me. No, my mom isn't controlling, she just saw something that I didn't at the time, and she wanted to help me find the right path. So, I went on several dates, and finally when Thursday rolled around, I realized that I really wanted to be with the guy who went with me to the basketball game in Evergreen, the guy who was so innocently shy about girls that is was so endearing. I called him that night and he had just gotten back from a date with the girl he flirted with less than a week ago. It didn't work out, and he was very upset, almost crying. We talked for hours and hours about his date, what happened between us and life in general. A few days later I was at his house studying for the ACTs and watching Phenomenon. He started tickling me and one thing lead to another, and we were back together after our week apart.

If you haven't guessed it by now, my new love interest was Kevin. We met for the first time when we were in fifth grade, went our separate ways to different middle schools and different high schools until spring semester our sophomore year. We didn't officially start talking again or acting like we knew each other until junior year. And, after that initial arm around my neck, the sparks began to fly, and we began to fall in love with each other.


Three years later, he asked me to be his wife, and of course I said yes, and I couldn't be happier that I did! He's my best friend, my confidant, my shoulder to cry on, my teddy bear, my biggest fan, the one who keeps me grounded, the father of my daughter and the love of my life. I guess dating isn't so bad, after all, it brought me a fairy tale ending with the man of my dreams. Would I do it again? Absolutely, if only I could guarantee the same end result.

Saying goodbye is SO hard to do

It is with a very heavy heart that I relay this news to you. My absolute favorite, #1 in my opinion, show has been cancelled. Arghh! I just found out and I have to admit it brought tears to my eyes. I also have to admit that I got all tear-eyed during this week's episode.



Here's the article about it...
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Why Gilmore Girls Had to End

In the end, they just couldn't strike a deal.

That, in a nutshell, is the reason Gilmore Girls isn't returning for an eighth season.

Multiple sources confirm that Warner Bros. recently made one final offer to Lauren Graham and Alexis Bledel that included sizeable salary bumps for both in exchange for a shortened 13-episode season. As is now obvious, that offer was rejected.

The official statement is below.

"Announcing the final season of Gilmore Girls is truly a sad moment for everyone at The CW and Warner Bros. Television. This series helped define a network and created a fantastic, storybook world featuring some of television's most memorable, lovable characters. We thank Amy Sherman-Palladino, Dan Palladino, Dave Rosenthal, the amazing cast led by Lauren Graham and Alexis Bledel as well as the producers, writers and crew for giving us this delightful gem for the past seven years. We would also like to thank the critics and Gilmore fans for their passionate support and promise to give this series the send off it deserves."

Much more to come. In the meantime, post your eulogies below. Stay strong, guys.
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I will have to post some of my favorite Gilmore memories after I get done crying!