Blog header challenge

I am writing this post to openly challenge my husband to design me a new blog header. Do you see? See how the psychology works? Like, how I am asking (demanding) that he do this, in a public forum, so that if he doesn't do it, everyone will know? See how I am so utterly hopeless in the realm of things like graphic design (and, on a totally different note, coffee making) that I am completely dependent on his superior skills? (The less-than-subtle flattery there, that is part of the whole thing, too.) If anyone else wants to take up the challenge and design me a new blog header, let's just say I'm not going to stop you. I will probably put you in my address book under "people who know how to do things that you have absolutely know idea how to do," however.

Notes to self

1. It is not ok to wear the brown flats with the swans on them anymore, even though you love them and no one else has them, despite the fact that you got them at Nordstrom, because having holes in one's shoes is only ok when you're 20 and trying to convince the world that you don't need material goods, although maybe not even then. 2. No more Chipotle. Yes, there is a dearth of good Mexican in New Haven, but that doesn't mean you need to run to the nearby chain joint when at the office once a week. Instead, will launch a search for the best tacos in CT! Who's with me?

3. 10 a.m. and still in my robe = relaxed mom. 11 a.m. and still in my robe = let's get our priorities in order.

4. Time to put some motivating tunes on the iPod and go for more than a ten minute run because...

5. Next door neighbor looked me right in the eye the other day and said, "I see you got the 'mom hair cut.'" So it's time for revenge. In the form of hotness.