A Face Lift

So what do you think of my new blog? Gorgeous, isn't it? Thanks to the talents of my friend Tiburon (you are awesome, Tib!), my blog looks way cuter and more professional. If you'll recall back to my first blog post, I wan't sure if I was going to keep this blog thing going. But as it turns out, I like doing it. It's a nice outlet for me and it's an easy way for my friends and family to keep track of what's going on with us. I'm not sure how many people check my blog, but I like doing it regardless. I had to make it public, though, because it was a big pain for people w/o a gmail account to view it. So now I'm exposed to all the nutjobs out there in the world. Kind of scary.

If you're wondering about the blog title, Little Pink Houses, it's twofold: One is in honor of our little pink-brick house. We love this house. Although I complain a lot about wanting to move (and for a few really good reasons like a/c and heat and a garage and a nicer neighborhood), I really do love this house. It has so much charm. And it's the first house Big Daddy and I lived in together and the house where both of my kids were born (not literally, of course. They were born in a hospital like normal). The second is in honor of John Mellencamp, my husband's favorite singer/band. He's been a fan since he was a scrawny 90 lb, acne faced, mullet-wearing pre-teen. So I thought it an appropriate homage to the real Big Daddy (that being Mellencamp, not my husband).

Back to my blog, I guess I've now joined the ranks of thousands of other housewives whose only real connection to the world is their internet face. Well, now my face has a lovely face lift. Eat your heart out, Joan Rivers!