Halling Go To Alaska

Week 44.  You know that means we have 8 weeks left to the year.  Wow.  My year in review should be interesting, to say the least, to recap.  But for now, we are still in 2011 and this was my past week. Sunday 10/30 My bear cat.  He's a great snuggler.  Monday 10/31 Sweet Pea with her kitty face on before Trick-or-Treating. Tuesday 11/1 Beautiful light.  Wednesday 11/2 Yes. I'm inside with a jacket and scarf on.  The gym is always freezing. I think I pulled out the beanie about 5 minutes after this picture.  Thursday 11/3 My now 11-year-old.  Finally found time to get her annual pictures taken.  Friday 11/4  Rediscovering my love of Calvin & Hobbes I couldn't get the first pane to fit in the picture.  This is the one where Calvin finds a hurt baby raccoon.  He and his parents try to help him.   I took this picture because it's such a metaphor for life.  Shit happens, but you must remember to take the less...

Did I get your attention? MizFit tweeted the other day that her 5yo said she wanted to marry Justin Bieber. And then she lost a bunch of followers. Which I found funny. Am I the only one who remembers playing tag in kindergarten but the point was to catch a boy and kiss him. That sounds so scandalous in today's world of Tiaras and Tantrums where society sexualizes anything and everything.  I also remember having a crush on a boy when I was 10.  And it was innocent.  He was the son of family friends, and since our families hung out together a lot, I got to hang out with him.  He was nice to me.  And funny. My first real butterflies-in-my-tummy crush happened when I was 12.  It, too, was innocent.  I was shy and awkward and there was no way I was going to *do* anything about this crush.  I do admit that the society I was in up until I was 11 did not really support or revolve around pop culture and the media blitz that is an every day occurrence he...