Birth Control

We are big fans of The Office. Last week was the baby episode...it ranks up there with some of my favorites. I was enjoying it so much, Kevin had the crazy notion that I had 'baby fever'. I assured him I did not, but he didn't seem so convinced.
Beginning the very next day, I was blessed with the opportunity of babysitting my darling nieces and nephews. I do enjoy them and was looking forward to spending some time with them. After cleaning up a ripe and messy blow-out, getting disowned as an aunt, and losing my nephew at the zoo, I think I recieved a strong dose of birth control. I can hold off on procreation for a little longer.
Unfortunately, or fortunately (I'm not sure)I do believe that the fever must have been contagious. By the time I had exhausted my welcome with these darling munchkins, they were so excited to see Kevin. You see, they are 'in luff wif him'. He is fun and, even bearded, all children seem to love him.
He didn't dissapoint. They got to be human bowling balls, cuddle with him, and get thrown around. He was definitely popular, and really cute. (especially with no facial hair). We love family and are sad that Kelly and Mike sold their house so quickly and are moving. :(

Oh Happy Day!!

Yay! The day finally came. I heard the buzzing of a razor, but I was not going to be tricked again. I was fooled once, but then, he came around the corner. The side burns were gone! the beginning of my clean shaven husband once again.
Since we had the hair, why not play with it.

Here is fun with shaving.

Catch Up

Keving was looking through all of our pictures the other night and noted that I had not put ANY of them on my blog. So here is a sample. I gave up halfway through and there is a slide show post after.
Most of these are from the Fall (you will notice Kevin is clean shaven).

Wild ,Untamed, and Uncut

You may see the unibomber, his mother calls him the prophet, and some just think he's homeless. He is my husband.

This is the "dapper" slicked back look.

In this photo, I can't decide which I would like to get rid of more. The excess hair on my husband, or his silly poster that hangs in our bedroom. I just love going to sleep and waking up to the byu football team staring at me. But, in order to rid myself of the poster, I must win in Ping-Pong. I guess that i better get used to the poster.

I awoke the other morning to buzzing... could this be, could Kevin have finally come to his senses?

Alas, It was a tease.It was the sound of a razor, but he was just "trimming up". Kevin is still sporting his 'man' beard. I am not really sure what spurred this idea. I used to tell him that I enjoyed a little scruff. You know, the rugged look. mmmm. Ever since thanksgiving, Kevin has refused to shave or cut his hair. So what happened? Look for yourself.

He loves his "flowing" hair

and his "that's what she said"
t-shirt. I want to burn it.

No, He has not had anything to drink, and he

does still have all of his teeth. Pretty funny picture though.

See, the rugged look is Hot.

I guess he keeps trying to convince all his law school buddies that they should grow a "playoff beard" for their intramural championships. It seems they all care to much what their wives would think. You can't count the number of times people have asked me "do you actually like it?". I just hope they win their championship soon!

Weapons

So, since out little "incident" a week or so ago, I have been thinking to myself. "that could have been a worse situation. What if I had been there?" This type of thinking got me a bit concerned. I always thought men were like cougars, they went for the smallest victims, and this does not include me at 6'0". What if it was not an intentional, I'm going after you, but instead, I stumble upon something and thus become a victim. What would I do. I have nothing to intimidate them besides my size. So, I have been looking at all sorts of personal weapons. a)Mace, but that won't do anything to an intoxicated, or high individual. b)Pepper spray, but then I actually have to hit them in the eyes. c) a gun...lets not even go into the trouble that could cause me. d) a crow bar, am I really going to haul that around? I have the perfect solution. I have a friend at work, who specializes in all sorts of martial arts. He and Kevin think I would make a fantastic MMA fighter. What better weapon, then my sick fighting skills. I think I will start training this week.

Happy Birthday!

Check out my birthday surprise. I guess these guys don't have a conscience. Don't they know it was BCS national championshio day?
If you see a 52" LCD Samsung on Craigslist in Chicago. Let us know.

With the fingerprinting dust and all