When does ‘I have a baby’ stop being an acceptable blanket excuse for my lateness? Because I could really use a couple more years of it.
Not to mention that I haven’t showered since shoveling concrete into our new front steps and walk yesterday, so I’m hardly presentable.
But I’m here! I made it (late and unshowered) to the Ultimate Blog Party 2010!
You can learn more about what the UBP is by clicking that fancy button right thur. If you have a blog, you should join in on the fun! (So that I’m not the last one to arrive. kthanksbai.)
For those of you stopping by from the UBP link up, I have a big wet and sloppy kiss for you from OBaby, my nine-month old son.
If you were here in person he says you’d be more than welcome to nom on his baby legs. He’d probably even crawl over to you and use your hair as a rope to pull up on to tell you that he likes you so much (at least that’s what I think it means).
Even though the picture ratio of my son to me is something like 23 to 1, I’m actually the person behind this blog.
Hi there! I’m AllisonO!
Please forgive the staged headshot complete with the string of pearls. I’m actually not that polished or stuffy. It’s just that we took these for my speaker bio for the Casual Blogger Conference (::pinches self::) and they’re the only pictures anywhere on this computer of just me (I’m typically hiding behind my 6’2″ husband or holding someone far cuter than me so as to deflect attention). If the pearls haven’t totally scared you away, there’s more about me here. And when I’m not wearing an apron, pulling from-scratch pies out of the oven then closing the oven door gracefully with my pumps, you can find me covered in the various bodily functions of my infant.
Wait did someone say something about a 6’2″ Swedish husband?
(O look, there goes my son without pants on again. It’s kind of becoming his ‘thing’.) This is DanO, The ManO, the Hubs, or OBaby Sr. He enjoys tearing out concrete, designing this website, and teaching OBaby how to catch cheerios with his mouth. Even though I’m the one with the ‘comfort objects’, OBaby has insane amounts of fun hanging out with Daddy. And also? He can replace a dishwasher like nobody’s business.
So, that’s a little bit about O My Family. I do hope you’ll take a moment to look around, maybe leave a comment or say hi on twitter! O, and as a parting gift, OBaby would like to share with you some avocado.