Princess for the Day

So Dave didn't work on Saturday like usual. Instead he woke up me and told me to get my butt in gear. I was to get dressed and in a quick.

So I threw on clothes while my husband and kids were gleefully rubbing their hands together.

First we dropped off my car, for a complete detail. Wow, I've had that car for 4 years and I keep it somewhat clean but it's never had a detail. Exciting. That and my new tinted windows, I'm one kept woman.

Second, I was told to find a hairdresser. So through some referrals from some other salons I found Lance. My new best friend who thought it was so cute that I was being "forced" into getting my hair that day instead of waiting when I had some free time that he gave me an appointment of a lady who never shows up. So I was to be there at 1245. Check.

Third, I was dropped off at a nail place for a spa pedicure. I was told to match my toes to my shirt, so baby blue toes it was. I even got the parafin wax dip. Interesting note to insert here but I'll come back to it.

Fourthly, they picked me up and then we swung by a local gym where I got a 99 day membership to see if it was something I really wanted to do. Guess he took it to heart when I said it'd be nice to have some mommy time each night, why not work in some iron too.

Fifthly, we then had to RUSH to get me to Lance. But we got there on time and they pushed me out of the car. Where for the next three hours, I underwent a transformation. You see, I was feeling brave and I was feeling tired of having to deal with hair issues every single day. So I did it. I went all out. But I really did it. I cut it all off and went super blonde. My husband and kids pulled up and all you could see in his tinted windows under the sun was his very white smile, I think he likey. Lance was pacing anxiously at the window looking to see if it was thumbs up....so cute. It's way different than I've ever done and frankly I so LOVE IT.

So afterwards, my people then loaded me up with ooahs and ahhhs and Dave admitted that he wished I'd done it years ago, cause he's always my long hair advocate. And sixthly, they took me to a Chinese food place where there was a GF menu so I could actually have Chinese for the first time in forever. Thank you google.

Lastly, yes it was only 5 pm at this point....they took me bowling where I kicked their butts with a 131 score. Not bad for someone who hasn't bowled in forever.

I came home and promptly collasped under the strain of this day.

Just to get up and start it all over again yesterday when I got churched, lunched, and dinnered while having a lot of fun family time. I don't know what is so special about my 33rd birthday but they truly made my weekend shine. It will not be easy to top this one and frankly I kinda hope they don't try.

So without futher ado, the new me......

Sorry about the pic but hey you work with what you can.....lol

Later: info about the conversation I had with the lady in the pedicure chair next to me....

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Land of Oil

Welcome to Beaumont Texas, home of the Spindletop Gusher of the early 1900's. It's an oil town still. Unlike Tulsa (a previous home of mine where I met my gorgeous husband at a gas station), Beaumont is still a booming oil town. Except it's not all fancy and old sprawling homes, it's a middle class town through and through. Everyday at 5 p.m. you can tell when the refineries let out as travel increases 75%, every grocery store in the area is flooded with guys (and some girls) in their FRC's (flame retardant clothing). And can I just say that my guy was born to wear FRC's, nobody wears a pair of FRC wranglers and denium shirts like my guy, yum! Off subject, sorry.

Anywho the point of this little ditty is that it's appropriate that I'm currently located in Beaumont Texas, home of oil. Cause after 32 years of dealing with my acne, I decided since I'm going off sugars and wheat and finally getting healthy after my girlie surgery....I went for it. Since I have no uterus (go ahead, admit you just threw up a little in your mouth), I'm an easy candidate for acutane. So I'm in my 3rd day of it. And I'm producing more oil than one of the refineries around here. Good grief. What a mess! And sorry peeps but you get dragged along cause I tend to be really real. So yeah, they said I'd be super oily during the first couple of days but afterwards the dry spell would begin. I woke up this morning and it's insane how shiny I am. And my sweet dear husband just smiled and played blind when I pointed it out, gotta love a smart man.

And now I have to get school going, I feel like I can start my day better after sharing my gross oil producing secrets with the world.

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Kill Me Now

To de-stress and take the edge off my stomach probs, I took the doc's advice and cut school for the summer. It's worked so far but...

Now I have a ton of extra time in the evenings once the kids are in bed.

I'm horrified to admit that I've been wasting that time. Let's count the ways.....

• Becoming a fan of youtube (not something I'd have foreseen but I dig listening to my music and watching the videos, this could be cause I don't have cable...hmmm, good excuse, I'll keep that one)
• Painting my nails
• conditioning my hair
• scrubbing baseboards and trying not to sing loudly to my ipod as to not wake the kids
• sorting and putting pics into photo albums (I'm only about three years behind now, verses five)
• xbox (remind me to smack my brother in the head for that one)
• Painting my toenails
• Color coordinating my clothes for the next day with makeup and jewelry to match
• Ditto for the kids (minus the makeup)

So what stands out so far...........

When the fark did I become so freaking girlie? I mean yeah I'm a girl and all, vain enough to keep my roots under control and occassionally shave my legs (usually when prompted, thanks honey!) but when you're so bored that you find yourself tweezing your eyebrows, intentionally causing eye watering and pain, well it's getting out of hand.

Gotta find myself an evening hobby that doesn't revolve around decorating myself. Geez. Guess giving up my book buying habit came at a bad time, it's too bad our public library is the size of my pantry.

Yet another strike on Utah, wow...kinda impressed that I managed to work that one into this post. That takes talent.

Oh and while waiting on my girlfriend to finally go into labor with her baby, I talked to her briefly today to check in....poor thing, so ready to pop. However, it was a total blonde moment to go, "yeah I'm ready too, cause I totally need my roots touched up" ......... yeah...... she um does my hair, lol. Foot/Mouth, luckily she laughed really hard about my "honesty" so maybe she'll go into labor soon, cause I need a touch up.

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Are you ready for this?

Sooooooooooooooo I got a new look. I think it makes me look younger, The Man really seems to (ummmm) like it. The kids agree it's hot and Princess has changed her mind about the mom hair thing.......

What's your verdict, am I too old to carry this off?

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They Clean Up Good...

Heading to Church *Yes that is an ax on my wall. We collect alot of Native American things.

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Hoping for Style

In my never ending search for style, I tripped across an angel who sent me a pashmina. Oh my mercy, if you've never held one to your face and just sighed, you're hopeless. Quite like I was. I've been so freaking scared to even get it out of the closet, less Duchess decide it was perfect dress up clothing. The majority of my clothes have fell victim to this. But I broke out the pashmina today as I just needed to rub my face on something soft.

Pardon my sunburn, spent Memorial Day at the pool......
Princess about broke my heart when she assured me that I was wearing it wrong....WHAT! How dare my eight year old critique my fashion.....

So.... I tried other poses.....

This is my favorite. The old come hither look over the shoulder. The Man was not impressed and when passing by and saw this, asked what I'd done to my hair that I needed to cover it. No fashion sense that man! None.

So whatcha think? Am I wearing it wrong? Am I doomed to have no fashion sense for the rest of my life?

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Self Grooming

What do you do when you have 1.5 inch roots that are waaaaaaay off color than the rest of your hair? Do you wait till Sunday night at 7:00 and throw everyone in the car for a trip to the drugstore? And drive an extra block to get to the one with the military discount and a gift card? (Yeah, gonna miss those perks)

Yes, yes you do. Because everyone is that pathetic and paranoid, right? Good to know. So the only question now is....do I do the eyebrows to match? Because it's winter so it's time for dark hair again.

Ah...the true meaning of "the changing of the seasons"

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