That's my mister.

The man came downstairs after getting ready for work, and I just squealed like a school girl. He's always been able to dress himself, and has fun with clothes, but this get up had to get captured. He really understands that it's the little things that count. Like hot pink, and a YSL handbag. (Yes, I made him hold it for the picture).

I think I blacked out.

Somewhere in the middle of sonograms, making baby food, spring cleaning, and baking, I missed this ensemble SJP donned.

I am swooning over that top. And I am lusting over those shoes.

Swooning and Lusting. Sounds like a great album name.

I didn't get my egg.

I'm a huge fan of those cheap chocolate covered marshmallow eggs. I haven't had one in years, and I swore I was going to indulge this year. I did, but not on the eggs.

I wasn't able to be with my family in Chicago this Easter, but I did make my mom's insane cheesecake. I had 2 pieces, and that wasn't enough. I woke up this morning, and it was one of the first things I thought about. That, and working out.

The weather was perfect. Our church service was great. Add took a 3 hour nap before the festivities, and his first egg hunt was a success.

Light lunch in between church, and the family dinner.

Longing to get back to crawling on the carpet (our entire house is wood floors).

Hamming it up. He had a big audience that afternoon.

Hope you all had a fabulous Easter, and that someone got a marshmallow egg.

He's not gonna take it. No, he 'aint gonna take it.

Forget Joe Biden's potty mouth. This is a really big effing deal.

The mister and I were two of more than 7 million viewers that sat down to watch Mr.Oliver's new show, "Food Revolution", and we were blown away by what this man is trying to do.

And it's about time.

He is using his being a celebrity for SUCH an amazing cause. It's more of a movement if you ask me. Changing the way you eat can truly change your life, and changing those habits in children at a young age is not only difficult, it is crucial.

What really made my blood boil was the fact that in a classroom of kids, not ONE of them could identify a TOMATO. Yes, a TOMATO. We're not talking rutabaga's here people.

Who's fault is that?? Mom and pop. It all starts in the home. Sure schools are HIGHLY to blame for what they are serving the students, but for the parents not to know what's going on until a renowned chef comes in and tells them is absurd.

I could go on for days about how awesome I think this show is, but I will spare you. If you think it is just as awesome, go here and let him know.

And if you want to be shocked about food even more, watch this:

And find out what your typical slab of beef at a grocery store is washed in. I'll give you a hint, it's ammonia.

Yum.

Psalm 37:4

Today He did just that.

Tommy Girl......

Did any of you watch Rich Girls years ago?

I flipping loved that show. Especially the episode where they were in the Hampton's discussing fashion, while eating crudites. I'm paraphrasing here, but Ally Hilfiger was going on and on about how they wear cargo pants with heels, and a cute little shirt because it's fashionable. People in the Midwest, however, wear cargo's because they need places to put their hammers-n-stuff.

I mean, that is good television.

Ally's all grown up now, did some time in rehab, and I have no idea what she's doing now.

But she sure is cute.

The many faces of peek.a.boo

I hope he never tires of this little game. His face lights up every time, as if it were the first round we've ever played.