
To me!!!
Today I am 35. There, I said it.
Now feel free to shower me with gifts and compliments.
Or maybe just a comment.

Is that some medieval torture device? No! It is a Shwinn AirDyne Comp exercise bike. They retail for around $800, but my husband found this one on craigslist for $50. Yes, $50!! It was used about 10 times and just sitting in someone's garage taking up space. We have it in our backyard (lucky for me we live in Northern California where the weather is nice the majority of the year) so I can enjoy some fresh air while I ride it. 
My husband teases me about my blog sometimes, in a loving way of course. So when he saw a moment with our baby as potential blog material, I could have just appreciated the fact that he was thinking of my blog. But apparently the smart-ass in me prevailed...
The audio is a little unclear, so allow me to subtitle:
Husband: Honey, this would be a great blog moment... eerrrrr, entry is the word I am looking for.
Husband: What does this illustrate? What is this symbolic of? And, can you generalize it to a different context?
Me: What, my husband lets my baby play with trash bags that she could choke to death on?


Jeremy gets the award for Most Wooden, although his personality a l m o s t came out during his goodbye to DeAnna. Was the whole "stop the limo" stunt just an attempt to get more air time? Perhaps a mini-audition for the next season of The Bachelor?