my almost 7 hour walk :|

today i went out walking at 8am sharp. and didn't get home til 2:45pm :| imagine someone lost in the desert for days on end, sunburned but with two white rings around their eyes, dehydrated, weak and thready and about to collapse of heat exhaustion on the bed... that would be me right about now

i met starlet of New Zealand, Peta Mazey at the park as part of my mommy marathon. no matter how many times she tells me the correct pronunciation of her name i can never get it right. sometimes i say Peta as in 'could not be sweeter' and sometimes i say it Peta (as in 'better at figuring stuff out than me'. sigh. Peta i apologize for always saying it wrong :) and i adore you to pieces and am already missing you and you didn't even leave yet :(

next i walked to Sprouts for strawberries, candy corn (it's a veggie right?), raisins, bananas, apples, kiwi fruit, cantalope and pineapple. on the way home a piece of Danny's trash accidentally blew into the street. i didn't know what to do!! on the one hand, i absolutely cannot leave a piece of trash on the street - just can't do it, i feel sorry for trash and want to put it with other trash so it doesn't feel so worthless. but my stroller has no brake either! and we were on a hill!! i couldn't abandon my child to run into traffic! two scenarios flashed through my head: i was the victim of an Oprah hidden camera set-up to catch bad people littering. or it was a Dr Phil show on catching bad Moms red-handed. in either case i was NOT going to give the audience the chance to shake their judgmental heads at me. no siree!! i stood my ground and waited until several cars had blown that piece of trash back over to my side of the street and went to retrieve it. take that, both of you!

anyway the reason for all that shopping... i am only eating fruit from now on - i am cleansing my soul from the outside in, you see. no more fried eggs. no big greasy sausages. just one hebrew frank weiner a day (99% fat free... it's basically all water:) and a whole lotta fruit. i will report back tomorrow on if it helped my spots go away

i am also giving up biting my thumbs anymore - it must stop! i am reinventing myself today! i am SICK of biting them til they bleed and then holding them til they stop bleeding and then repeating from step one. so they are slathered with neosporin and bandaged up so i cannot possibly bite them. i bit my thumb so hard going into the White House i had to hold my thumbs inside my palms really tight so blood didn't squirt all over the freshly cleaned East Room rugs. very embarrassing :|

onto pictures from yesterday, i have more to process but i must go and watch Oprah incase the trash throwing show is on so soon...
mother's day in palm springs - always

it's official, i am the queen of the seamless panorama :)


blessed and lucky for the above and the below


saying cheese for Danny