Success.

I recently added a bunch of blogs to my google reader. They are mostly lovely, adorable, 20/30-somethings, who are artsy/crafty, and have adorable babies. The last part I wasn't so aware of, until I realized the other day. It's strange to be at the age where everyone is having babies & buying cute old houses and fixing them up.

First off, I am totally jealous. I messed around much longer, and still have a couple years left before I'll be entering a career. Colin already has a career-like job, but he's set on going back to school to pursue something a little higher up in the medical field. We are at least 3-4 years away from being able to buy a house & being financially secure enough to bring some little Colin/Allison's into the world. At times, I think "WHO CARES. I want this stuff now!" But I know the smartest decision is to wait. Bah. I suck at being  patient.

On a less whiny note, I've been feeling a little under the weather today. Whenever I'm sick, I like to wear my "Eat your veggies shirt" (at the bottom it says, "before they eat you!") by Marty May. It's pretty stinking adorable.