• Hi, I’m Blair.

    A sweet Southern girl. Married 4+ years to a devilishly handsome man. Harrison est. October 14, 2009. Miscarriage survivor. Reflux warrior. Battling postpartum depression. Working mom that drinks entirely too much caffeine in the morning. Over-sharing extraordinaire. Hates celery & liars. Loves chocolate chip cookies & to-do lists. "Blair" is my pen name.
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    My Little Buffalo

Dear long weekend, I want you to be full of a clean house, porch-sitting with my husband, fall decorations, long walks, & napping with my boy.  It also wouldn’t hurt if you had a batch of oatmeal chocolate chip cookies in the oven & some sunshine streaming through the windows. Most importantly, I want you [...]

Bye-Bye!

People!  We are going on vacation! If I was a good blogger that removed her head from her ass at least once in her life, I’d have guest blogs lined up for y’all to read, with a taste of my favorites.  & I’d pre-write & schedule McFatty Monday.  & leave you with something witty in [...]

I believe the phrase of the day is: {AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH} I’m leaving for New York City today. I’m sure that would be fine if I weren’t so socially awkward.  & afraid of getting punched in the mouth the first time I say, “Excuse me, y’all!” in my ever-so-sorority-girly-voice that raises five octaves & decibels when I’m [...]

Have you heard?

Last night, Nate decided to entertain Harrison with a little ditty that the child did enjoy, but has been ringing in my pearl-adorned ears all morning. & now it’s stuck in your head, too.  You’re welcome.

Parents are creepy.

I thought about this as I watched Nate crawl out of Harrison’s room last night. No, really.  He CRAWLED out on his hands & knees because when he went in for one last check before bed, Harry popped up on his elbows.  Looked around like, “Hey, WTF?!”  & Nate hit the floor before he could [...]

Bojangles.

It’s only the most delicious fast food ever.  Fried chicken, fries with Bo Spice aka a special spice they sprinkle on top, biscuits, mmmmmmm….

Zero effort.

i’m tired. my camera is currently out of commission, which is hindering any inspiration. my meds are messed up right now, which leaves me cranky & unmotivated.  & like it’s raining, even though the sun is shining. i would like to drown it all out in bojangle’s & swedish fish, please.  or at least a [...]

Monday.

Per every Monday, a picture of me flaunting my stuff before a party we attended, celebrating the fact that I have officially hit the one-eighties for weight at 189.6.  DO YOU REALIZE HOW CLOSE THAT IS TO WEDDING WEIGHT?  Like, 1.6 lbs.  & I have so much to tell you about Nutrisystem Select & how [...]

A place of my own.

If you’re a Facebook buddy, then you know the angst that has been my own workspace.  I’ve spent the past two years blogging from a wee ladder desk & about a month ago, as I was balancing my journal, planner, tea, Mac, & iPod, Nate said, “Babe, I think we need to get you a [...]

Everyone needs a blonde assistant.