Parade of Hats: Day 6

This hat is actually a rubber snake. It's Becca's. I think it fits me better than any of my other hats. Becca made me some hamburger meat and cheese and noodle dish. I call it Premium Hamburger Helper, or Hamburger Helper minus the Help. Maybe we could call it Thanks for Nothing Hamburger. It was REALLY good.

So, this baby is really coming! It gets closer and closer every day. The picture to the left makes me question my preparedness for parenthood, but I'll have plenty of time to grow up before our little girl is old enough to lose all respect for me....hopefully. We're thinking of names, and we seem to be leaning towards Ruby, but nothing will be decided for a while. I like all the nicknames that can go along with it. Ruby Tuesday, Rue, Scooby Ruby Doo, Rhubarb, Kanga-ruby, Rubella, Rubicon, etc...

Parade of Hats: Day 5

God Bless America! I meant to blog this one on the Fourth of July, but thanks to Becca and her family, I had something better to do on the Fourth than sit at home taking pictures of myself wearing patriotic hats. What happened today you ask? Well, I guess I had nothing better to do than take pictures of myself wearing patriotic hats. I can't really remember where I got this hat. I'm pretty sure it was a thrift store, and it might have been in Canby, Oregon. This is actually the hat I wear most frequently...once a year. Can you guess when?

A couple of weeks ago, Becca and I adopted a zero tolerance policy to preserve our home's cleanliness. So far it's working out great. If I change clothes I know that no article of clothing can go anywhere but my dresser, closet, or hamper. It's an amazing thing, if you never put anything on the floor, the floor is never cluttered! If dishes go directly into the dishwasher, there is never a pile of dishes in the sink! If you always flush the toilet, .... okay that was never a problem.