Wanderlust

Well... until we get out exploring the new area, I will have numerous pictures of the dog. Actually, no matter what we do, I will most likely have lots of pictures of the dog. hehe. Like this one - I tell you, mom is right - she is like a cat. Not quite sure what exactly her goal is here, but she managed to just balance on the back of a chair for a while.

So, we are now in Ottawa, and it's quite the quaint small town outside the big city of Chicago that you would imagine. In fact, we live in a DRY COUNTY! No joke. But I suppose there's no harm - that only means we have to drive further to buy beer. Over the river - it's so perfectly stereotypical. We are directly across the street from a huge park, it couldn't have worked better for Charlie, despite the bitter cold and wind. It's getting warmer as the days pass - and now my cheeks and thighs don't become painfully hard and cold while on our walks.

And believe me, there really is a deer in this picture. This is but one of the many country roads around here.

And now, in other news - have you heard of the campaign called Beautiful Lengths? It's a program from Pantene to get donations for hair, which they use to make free wigs for chemo patients - pretty groovy, eh. So I did it. Yes, I admit I had a twinge of nerves, for a second. But hey, it's just hair.

I found a salon here and snip snip I now have short hair! Ha! Pretty funny Cujo's hair is MUCH longer than mine now. This salon was great - and guess what? They served alcohol! No joke - I had a beer during the appointment. It felt like I should've gone all shi shi and gotten wine, but you know me and my crush on beer. And I was really just so flabergasted when the offer came, I placed my standard order. But anyway how great is that?! You need at least eight inches to donate, so start growing now.