Hair Raising Question!!!!!

Does anyone know when my hair will stop falling out after the pregnancy? At this rate, by the holidays, I will be able to give Mr. Clean a run for his money in a shiny bald head competition.

I'M GOING TO JAIL NEXT WEEK

Hi everyone!

I never thought I'd be happy to be locked up, but I so excited! This upcoming Wednesday, my parole officer will pick me up at around Noon and take me to jail, and I'll have my camera in hand waiting for him! Why? It's all for a good cause. I'll be behind bars for an hour, raising money for children and adults with muscular dystrophy. It's the annual MDA Lockup! If you'd like to help me, you don't have to go to jail, just visit my secure website and donate some money to help me make bail. Thanks readers! Pics coming soon!

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A Source of Inspriation & They don't Even Know It!

2009 Susan G. Komen Style Show
I met some amazing women recently! They were the models of the 2009 Susan G. Komen Style Show in Northwest Ohio. 18 models, all breast cancer survivors, who inspired me to do more and be more and appreciate everything and each day as it comes. They taught me life has bumps in the road. But they're just that...bumps. Run over... them and move on. Here's a photo essay of the event. In the coming weeks, I'll introduce you to three of the wonderful women I met. You'll hear them tell their stories in their own words and hear how they fought the breast cancer battle and won.

If You Don't Do Anything Else Today, Do This!

October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. As I sit and reflect on that, I'm reminded that it's been a year since I started blogging about breast health. In that time, many women learned they have the disease; many others fought it and didn't make it; others are in the fight of their lives right now; and many are celebrating the victory of being cancer free for days, weeks, months, or years. This disease does not care who it touches. It does not wait for you to be strong enough or emotionally ready to face it. It attacks whoever and whenever. Your best line of defense is a darn good offense. So, having said that, let's get really personal here. If you don't get around to doing anything else today, stop....check yourself for lumps. It only takes a minute. Most lumps aren't found with fancy machines or imaging. They're found with your two best pieces of God-given equipment -- righty and lefty! Take a second to inspect the girls! If there is something wrong, the earlier you find it, the better your chances are to kick cancer's a$$!!!

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BEATING STRESS IS JUST A SONG AWAY

Stress relieving tip of the week for Women and Moms on the Go: Put on some music and sing at the top of your lungs until you feel silly and all of a sudden your laughing. Just watch the stress melt away.

If you have a favorite route to drive, hit the road...roll the windows down, let the wind flow through your hair, and allow everyone to enjoy your singing road show!

If the Shoe Fits, Grab it Before Anyone Else Does!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm a Woman on the Go. I've been places, seen and done things, but I can honestly say this is a first for me, and it was all because of these shoes, a pair of Steve Maddens.


I’ve heard about this type of thing in bigger cities, but I’ve never had this happen to me before, so I just had to blog about it. File this under the header: “You can’t make this sh** up!” It all started several weeks ago when I spotted these fierce shoes. There was just one problem. People with size 9 1/2 feet often times can’t find fierce shoes in their size. How do I know? I’m walking on ‘em. So after asking the clerk whether they had any more in stock and being denied, I pretty much chalk it up to “they don’t make cute shoes in big foot sizes” and I move on with my life...as I’ve done plenty of times before. My husband doesn’t give up so easily though. A little note here, he likes to shop for me more than I like to shop for myself. So when we finally had time together on the weekend, he stops by one store to look…no luck. We go by another, and just as we are walking out, resigned to the fact that my size 9½’s don’t exist, there they are, beckoning to me, seducing me to part ways with my hard earned money.


I try them on. They fasten in the back. I’m having trouble. Michael assists. I notice someone staring. It’s a woman. I think she thinks it’s cute or weird that my husband is helping me with my shoes. She stealthily creeps up behind us. “Where are those shoes!? Mmm!” We give her the 411 and also tell her these are the only 91/2 and that we’d been looking for them for weeks. Now, I mean this in the nicest way possible, but somehow I just know she doesn’t have size 6 feet. I instantly have a feeling I just grabbed the size she needs. She moves on, still eyeballing us. We put the shoes back in the box, grab a basket, and get to shopping for other items. We bump into her again, accidentally? She asks, “You put those shoes back?” “No, we’re buying them.” “Oh, okay, well I have them checking with other stores.” That probably should have been our cue to pay for the shoes and hightail it on out of there, but no we just had to stick around. So periodically, we keep seeing this woman pop up. I told hubby, jokingly at first, that she’s circling us. But then, I start getting this funny feeling that maybe my joke was all too true. Finally, she approaches us again, when we’re on the other side of the store and asks if she can see the shoes. My husband digs ONE shoe out of the box so she can show her friend. She remarks “Look, they just gave me one like I’m gonna run out of here with the shoes!” Darn right! We’re not crazy! That’s the last I saw of her inside the store, but I just knew she was waiting on the outside for me. I just kept imagining her jumping from under my car, jacking me for my new shoes--laughing maniacally! I make it out safely, but I still can’t shake the feeling she’s out there…somewhere lurking, waiting for the right opportunity to pounce. At least for right now, they're on MY feet!!!

RESTAURANT REVIEW: A Side Dish Saved the Day

Chicago's Home of Chicken and Waffles
(Formerly Rosscoe’s…named changed after a trademark infringement lawsuit with Roscoe’s House of Chicken and Waffles in L.A. Both names come up in search engines.)
3947 S King Drive
Chicago, IL 60653
(773) 536-3300



A Side Dish Saved the Day
RATING: D+
If you call yourself a steak joint, you’d better make the finest, juiciest, most flavorful steak I’ve ever tasted. If your specialty is pizza, I’m expecting hand tossed dough, the freshest ingredients, bubbling cheese, and a sauce that just won’t quit. So when you call yourself a chicken and waffles joint, you’d better make darn sure the chicken and waffles are amazing! When you call yourself “Chicago’s Home of Chicken and Waffles”, they better be the best I’ve ever put into my mouth. That’s the expectation I had when I walked into this restaurant. What I got was something totally different.


I have to say I was very impressed by the restaurant’s appearance. It was quaint with spots to eat inside and outside. It was also packed, which gave me a lot of encouragement. I mean all of these folks couldn’t be wrong about the taste. There has to be something to this place, right?! We waited a good ten to 15 minutes to be seated. It would have been longer, but we were early. What’s interesting is you are lined up along a wall as you wait for people to finish eating. You get to kind of stare into their plates and send them the “hurry up--I’m hungry” vibe, not that I would ever do such a thing. The host seated us. I was hoping for a booth, so I could avoid the stare down from other hungry patrons. No such luck. What goes around comes around, I guess. On to the menu.

When I decide to review a place, I like to get a good sampling of a lot of things. We ordered: three plates of chicken and waffles,



the fried chicken gizzards (You don’t see these on the regular, so I had to get them.),


grits, eggs,




mac & cheese, (I’m still trying to figure out where this came into play, but my cousin and husband had to have it.)



biscuits, and for drinks: soda and coffee. Okay, that sounds like a lot of food, and it was. The portion sizes were decent, and the dishes pretty reasonably priced.

First, let me tell you I LOVE fried chicken. If I could eat it every day, I would. I was expecting a lot from this fried chicken. It took a while for us to get through the ordering process and to get our food (about an hour). It seemed like just one guy was working our side of the room, and he was swamped! When the feast finally arrived, the chicken was the first thing I attacked. The first thing I noticed was the meat was not piping hot, right out of the oil. It was lukewarm, at best, and it was way under-seasoned. It’s like it sat out under a heating lamp for a long time. I ate only one of my three wings that came with my waffle. Speaking of, the waffle was also less than warm. It was spongy. I was hoping for crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. What I got was something so spongy, I needed my knife to cut it. I tasted the mac & cheese. It needed more salt and cheese. I sampled some of the grits. They were very buttery, but not as creamy as they could have been and definitely bland. I tried the biscuit, which was ice cold and not as fluffy as I would have liked. So what saved this trip from being a total bust--a side dish. The fried chicken gizzards were amazing! They had a totally different taste than the fried chicken. They were well seasoned and “burn your tongue” hot--fried to perfection. They were crispy, yet tender. I kept popping those things in my mouth like popcorn. The coffee was nice and smooth too, great flavor.

It’s sad when a side dish outshines what’s supposed to be a restaurant’s specialty. That, in my book, is an unforgivable offense. Chicago’s Home of Chicken and Waffles gets a D+ from me. If I ever did go back, and that’s a big IF, I’d order the gizzards to go.

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YOUR CHILD'S DEVELOPMENT: New Study: TV Causes Learning Lag in Infants

What do you think of this new study?
Infants who watch television may end up getting behind in speech development.

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YOUR HEALTH: NEW PREGNANCY WEIGHT GAIN GUIDELINES

The Institute of Medicine and the National Research Council release new pregnancy weight gain guidelines, the first in nearly two decades!

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