Guess Who's Back, Back Again. Baby Fever. Hamsters.

YO MAH HOMIE G GANGSTA FRANDS!!! 


It is so good to be back. I have been up in the Black Hills (that's in South Dakota for all you non-savvy geography folks out there) since the 4th, so if you've been missing my comments and email responses for the past 5 days, that's why!

I'm glad to be back, and I get the feeling that today is going to be full of catching up on blogging because I've missed a lot, so here's a couple of pics of me looking like a sweaty monkey and one pic of the most beautiful placed on earth to keep you company while I'm reading the million posts that I missed.

Sorry for the iPhone quality! Better pics to come!!

Oh, and guess what else I have for you today?! Something awesome (duh, only awesome things happen around here). You can find this something (or someone) on my right sidebar for the whole month - her name is Shane and her blog is Whispering Sweet Nothings. She wrote that one post about the ten blogging commandments and is an all-around cool chica. She's also pretty funny, but don't take my word for it - find out for yourself!

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Hello loyal EIANA readers! Now we are all well aware that Alyx is beyond hilarious. Which is why am honored stunned she trusted me to take over the stage for ths day. Well, here goes nothing.

Now I have a confession to make.

I gots the baby fever.

Okay, so I'm only 20, but hey, biological clocks start ticking earlier and earlier these days, right?

{see pinterest board: kiddos}

All these mama bloggers out there with the cute baby bellies are givin’ me the fever.

Then the ones with 9 kids and counting showcasing darling pictures of their tykes with spaghetti sauce all over their noggins or crayon masterpieces gracing their family room walls (Cute, right?)

I mean, if you can disregard the late night screaming, getting slim to nil hours of shuteye, the poop, and the fact I would have to push it out myself (ouch), they are pretty adorable creatures.

I've even started brainstorming names. This list began as a freshman in high school, scary I know. I made the executive decision to name all of my girls by boy’s names. (To make them suffer through childhood like their mama) haha, kidding, my name is rad.

Girls: Dylan, Ryley, Ashton, Avery, Blake, Kylar, Brooklyn, Nevaeh, Jayden, Audra, Khia, Kamdyn, Addisyn, Aidan, Kyle, Cameron, Eden, Kai, Kayden, Payton, Collette

Boys: Braison, Taylor, Brody, Callaway, Clayton, Cole, Dalton, Kiel, Ayden, Brayden, Alton, Karson, Alden, Brady, Corbin, Keaten, Carmen

Disclaimer: Hipster baby names may or may not have influenced some of these.

After I saw Cheaper by the Dozen at the ripe old age of eleven, I was determined to one day have twelve kids of my own. Just for funsies.

What will your baby look like? Simply upload a picture of yourself and your hunny (Or Ryan Gosling, whichever you prefer) I chose the latter.

Can we say Yikes?

Okay, so I realize I might not be ready to carry a beach ball for 9 months and then raise it for 18 years to eternity. So, for motherhood prep, I figured maybe I could get a puppy or a hamster.

Well, puppies are expensive and hamsters smell.

I decided I’d just start with keeping a bamboo plant alive. water + sunshine = happy vegetation.... right?

Wrong. Say bye bye to Ralph.

Signs you are too young for a baby:

1. You spend 87% of your time on a college campus.

2. You don’t have $100 cash monay in the bank.

3. You can't even take care of a pet.

4. Or yourself.

5. Or a bamboo plant.

Perhaps I should hold off a while longer? Thoughts? Concerns? 

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LOL, Shane, you are so not alone - I have killed every plant I've ever touched. Mine don't even get names because then I'd feel like a serial killer. At least my cat is still alive.

Don't forget to stop by Shane's corner of the blogosphere! Note: isn't it odd that I just said her "corner" of the "sphere?" Anyone else think so, or am I just cray-cray? It's the latter, because I can't believe I just typed "cray-cray." Shoot me now.