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Forgive me, internet, I have ignored you. Things have happened! Let me share!

1. The mailman thought I was pregnant. I almost cried. Apparently the men of the world hate me.

2. I finally put up our Christmas Tree!
And lo, it is small and funny looking. But it was cheap and pre-lit! Alex and I are scrooges and hate spending tons of money on a Christmas tree. So we are hoping to find a good deal the day after Christmas this year. Also, please note that we do not own a real tree topper. This is because we are not actually adults.

3. I got my hair done! But I have yet to take a picture of it that I like. Howevever, I can give you a preview:
Why yes, yes it does look red. And no, that was not the point. I picked out a color called "warm caramel." As in, "I'M A BRUNETTE NOW!" But it turned out much more reddish than I intended. I suppose it's the Irish in me feeling feisty. Which...thanks a lot HAIR. I mean, it's a great color, but not what I was going for. At least Alex and I don't look related, which was my fear of dyeing it red.
Also, those are bangs you see. I think the bangs are freaking me out way more than the actual hair color. I walked into our friend's holiday party last night completely unnoticed. And two of my co-workers didn't recognize me yesterday. So yes, it is very different. But I also failed to take a picture of myself last night in my holiday-themed turtleneck. But no fear, we have yet another party to go tonight! And I will take pictures, I promise!


4. I woke up this morning to find lots of snow on the ground.
Very, very pretty. I enjoy walking outside in the snow. It's so quiet and awe-inspiring. I do not, however, enjoy driving in the snow. Fortunately, my amazing husband has volunteered to go purchase the ingredients necessary for our amazingly awesome cookies for the competition in tonight's party.

5. I made green bean casserole last night. Again, no pictures, but it was quite tasty if I do say so myself. And I made it in one our new Corningware dishes. So, you see, we are inching our way into legitimate adulthood.