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not dead.

not ill.

not inventing the first baby straight jacket for the purpose of not dislocating both shoulders while wrangling an acrobatic baby in church.

I've been flying.

You read that right: flying with the FlyLady of course! For the 99.9999999999% of the population that can keep their house clean without the help of a gimmicky (albeit free/gratis/no lettuce required) website that sends no fewer than 89 helpful email reminders a day. . . good for you. I require a virtual fairy mother to tell me what to do every day. She has me doing crazy things like scrubbing the inside of our trashcans, cleaning under kitchen appliances and putting on shoes in the morning. Normally my "flightplan" is finished before my first cup of coffee has been chugged but I got a little carried away yesterday and went nutso with a roll of trash bags, a bottle of Pledge (first time I'd held a can since I was doing my loathed Friday chores at the age of 12) and an unhealthy amount of paper towels (the environment forgave me..don't worry your pretty little furrowed brows about that deet).

The house is not sparkling but is looking better than ever and last week's Grace is staring curiously at this week's Grace as she cleans every glass surface in the house and stays on top of the laundry for the first time since the beginning of her laundry doing days.

Naysay away...but I am a lazy, lazy lady when it comes to housework (I believe a one mother of mine said something to the effect of, "how do you live in this filth?!" when she came to visit recently) and I am a sold believer on the wonders of the FlyLady. 

So...there is that. 

Desperate times have procured some desperate measures in the 'Julia is indeed a female' department.

The past two trips we have taken to the grocery store have elicited two comments, 

"What a nice young man!" and,"What a snuggly little boy!"

I can tell you that she is not a man nor is she snuggly...

here was her masculine attire :

never not happy camping...that little guy

(please note the feminine purple ruffles and pink flower applique on shirt)

We worked with her wardrobe and make up and came up with this look we like to call:

 ugly pretty

want to emulate?

ingredients: a little blush, marker earrings, her staple mascara and an understated floral accessory

That should show them. 

I hesitate to even show my latest clothing refurbish but obviously not hesitating enough as here I goooooooooooo

 

Excuse my good looks. 

They tend to come out of hiding when I least expect...

Another pair of navy pants paired with his and hers athletic socks. 

nothing crazy:

just some run of the mill tapered pants paired with some bad choice Fiestaware footwear. 

Oh weird! Did you hear that?

I'm pretty sure it was the earth shattering but I can't be sure. 

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and I'm off to enjoy a family-sized can of soup. 

My favorite.

Have a nice afternoon.