May 26
Samantha (my 2.0) and I are about the same height. She’s 11. (I’m totally cheating in the picture – gotta love a great pair of four inch heels.) Shocking, I know, but given the fact that I quit getting taller right around age 12, I’ve got my fingers crossed that she gets there soon. I’m even hopeful that she gets taller than me, but don’t tell her. I’ve got to keep that whole dominate older sister persona intact. Of course, if you’ve ever read my blog, you know that EVERYONE is taller than me now except the 2.0s. Dominate older sister persona STILL intact, shortest one or not. No, I don’t weigh the same as I did when I was 12. That’s why I said I quit getting taller. Thank goodness I developed a few curves after the fact. Otherwise it’d be a little harder to pull off the whole “I’m an adult, I’m a lawyer, and you should listen to me.”
We were hanging out this week when Sam hit her head on an open kitchen cabinet door. Ever the optimist, she said “Well, at least I’m tall enough to hit my head!” Talk about a silver lining. That’s my 2.0. And I love her.
Tagged with: 2.0 • big sister • family • lawyer • leila • sam • short • tall
Mar 01
I’m a sucker for both. In fact, it’s my hands-down favorite combination. And check it out – these little babies have it. Introducing Hershey’s puppies, now about three weeks old. Aren’t they adorable? Duke is missing from the picture – he will be the new addition that stays at our house. The rest of them will be looking for nice homes in a few weeks. Mom’s got to draw the line somewhere, right? (So if you’re looking for a puppy, let me know.)
I’ve always been jealous of that light eyes, dark hair combination. My 2.0 got lucky with some gorgeous hazel eyes and hair that’s getting darker as she gets older. Me? I’ve got Boring. Brown. Eyes. Such is life. My mom was a sucker for brown eyes – said she could just get lost in my dad’s. Guess that’s part of why I got so lucky. I can hardly complain. After all, it’s nice to have parents that like each other, and since she’s still getting lost in those eyes, I’ll deal with my own. Besides, my hairstylist says they’re my most captivating feature. I’m not convinced – either way though, Manuel Garcia at Naturally Salon gives a great haircut and a fantastic head massage. So barring a way to make my brown eyes blue, I’ll settle for silky hair. Kind of like these puppies.
Tagged with: 2.0 • blue eyes • brown eyes • hair • hershey • missouri • naturally salon • puppies • sam
Samantha (my 2.0) and I are about the same height. She’s 11. (I’m totally cheating in the picture – gotta love a great pair of four inch heels.) Shocking, I know, but given the fact that I quit getting taller right around age 12, I’ve got my fingers crossed that she gets there soon. I’m even hopeful that she gets taller than me, but don’t tell her. I’ve got to keep that whole dominate older sister persona intact. Of course, if you’ve ever read my blog, you know that EVERYONE is taller than me now except the 2.0s. Dominate older sister persona STILL intact, shortest one or not. No, I don’t weigh the same as I did when I was 12. That’s why I said I quit getting taller. Thank goodness I developed a few curves after the fact. Otherwise it’d be a little harder to pull off the whole “I’m an adult, I’m a lawyer, and you should listen to me.”
