Random Musings Friday: ATL or Bust

As you read this, I am actually headed to the Atlanta airport to pick up the illustrious Shana of @Fumbling Towards Normalcy and Random Musings fame. It's true...she will land in the Peach state at the Buttcrack of Dawn (to me, anyway). And then we shall dine like queens and take in a few of Atlanta's historical sites before I whisk her away to men in flight suits and the occasional sonic boom. She requested a low-key, laid-back weekend in the deep south. I'll try my best, but we're all kind of hopped up on sweet tea and grits around here, so it could get a little crazy.

First...a little random for this gorgeous Champagne Friday:

I'm assuming there's a link-up for Shana's Random Musings today...but she may also not quite get around to it since I'm sure she was super busy on Thursday packing and then she flew out of NYC during the witching hour.

1. John Tesh told me about chin implants this week. More specifically, Chimplants. Apparently, they are supposed to give you a more pronounced chin and jawline and have become increasingly popular with the over 40 crowd, since that's when all of that chin skin sort of starts to droop and run together into the neck. But all I can think about is, "Won't everyone with Chimplants kind of look like American Dad?" Well...like...this:

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However, after a quick images search on Google, I discovered that no, that is not the case and the results are so remarkable that I'm adding them to my wish list...right behind "remove the road map that is forming behind and around my knees."

2. Last night, I discovered that after Neal pats out hamburger patties, he doesn't use soap when he washes his hands. He just sort of runs them under water and then dries them off on a dish towel. As soon as I witnessed this process, I sent him directly back to the sink to try again, this time with suds. Also, I used a pair of tongs to toss the dish towel into the washing machine and placed the tongs in the dishwasher. His theory? It's totally fine...it's not chicken, after all. Mine? That's raw meat, which requires a combination of hot water, soap, and drying off on a paper towel. I'm going to need y'all to weigh in on this because there's a chance he's just lazy...but there's an equal chance that I'm being OCD. What's your vote?

3. What's a Random Musings Friday without a sweet pic of the girls? One morning this week, when the outside temp dipped unreasonably low for a Georgia spring day, I found them radiating body heat and proving that they would never make it in the non climate-controlled outdoors.



4. And on a more serious note, many of you read Brooke @ Building a Kingston Castle. This week, in honor of National Infertility Awareness Week, she has effectively "come out" about her and her husband's struggle with infertility over the past year. She is being very honest about the chances her doctors have given her that treatment would work (slim) and she's learning how to live childFREE, as opposed to childLESS. I give her so much credit for the work she's doing, both in raising awareness for infertility, as well as sharing her own pain and sadness.

When you reach our age (early to mid-30's), it seems like Facebook is literally bursting with pregnancy announcements, women complaining about their pregnancies, baby announcements, women complaining about their babies, and everything in between. I get that pregnancy and having a baby is a life-changing experience. I understand that many people find Facebook to be an outlet for whatever crosses their minds at any given moment. I also understand that when you have either lost a child or are having an extremely difficult time conceiving a child, that this constant barrage of updates gets old and irritating. I hid a lot of people's updates between 2008 and 2011. But Brooke is using Facebook in the same way that I prefer to use it: as an information outlet and source. She is posting information from infertility sites...facts about infertility, what not to say to a couple who is either going through treatments or have chosen a childFREE life, and just how to be more sensitive, in general. Every 1 in 8 couples is surviving infertility. You probably find yourself in a room with 7 other women on a daily basis. That means, you know someone...even if you don't know that you know someone. Your words make a difference. Please check out Brooke's blog and say a prayer for the women whose only want in this world is what you hold everyday, often without even thinking about it.

5. Lastly, I'll leave you with this picture from the last time Shana came south. Less alcohol this time, as it's not Halloween weekend and we aren't in Savannah, but I'm sure there will be interesting photos anyway.

Cheers and Happy Champagne Friday!