Funky Friday

Ok, it's Friday and I've been up for the past two nights coughing up a lung. No seriously, I think I lost one last! So, in the spirit of colds and viral infections, I've titled my post accordingly. Back away from your monitor . . . this stuff may be contagious!

Anyway . . . enough talk about mucus and coughing and infections (cough! cough!)

In a moment of sheer impulse, I scheduled myself an appointment at the hair salon last night. I'm a hair stylists dream come true. Here's my hair philosophy:

"It's just hair! It'll grow back!"

So, I went in to see my trustee hair stylist, who, might I add, I have been seeing for at least 3 years. And in all those years, there have been several, ok alot, of times that I have walked away from her chair thinking, "Hmm . . . not exactly the look I was going for, but it will do, I guess." Then, I go home and make a few minor adjustments and voila . . . better!

Well, I had this revalation last night that I needed a change. I needed something shorter. A little sassy. A little sexy. A little . . . well, just different. So, I showed my stylist a couple of pictures I had snipped from a magazine and gave her permission to work her magic. She was a little afraid at first. She asked me what prompted this need for change. (I mean, she needed to be sure that this was not a hormone induced request. You know--one of those days when you hate your hair, you hate your clothes, you hate everything! And then the next day you're fine, right?) So, I assured her that this was a well thought out decision (not!) and I would be perfectly fine with whatever she did to my hair.

Two hours later . . . Y'all! I look like a boy! No seriously, I do! I climbed out of that chair trying so hard not to show disappointment or cry 'cause remember, I said I'd be fine! But I really just wanted to pay my bill as fast as possible and get the heck outta there!

So, on the drive home, I thought to myself, What have I done? Ok, ok, is it really that bad? (Looking in the mirror) Yikes, it is, it is! And I've got family coming into town this weekend. Great! Just great! I look like I've been scalped. Oh, what will hubby say about this? I was just supposed to be going in for a trim and here I come out looking like one of his guy friends!

So, I get home, walk through the door and shout, in the general direction of my husband, "It's short, really short! I'm sorry and I don't like it!"

Hubby turns around, looks at me and says the words every woman with a bad haircut wants to hear, "It looks great babe!" Huh? Whahhhh? Can you say that again? Really? You think so? Well, maybe it's not that bad?

So, I know, I know, you want pictures people. Well, I'll be getting those posted today. It's just, I can't post one until I wash it today and style it myself. #1, I've got serious bedhead right now, and #2, It's just too early to be taking pictures of myself.

So, stay tuned and I'll get those pictures up as soon as I can.

Oh and hubby, thanks for knowing the right thing to say! XXOOO

Things I never thought I'd have to tell my 2 year old

"Maddy! Do not run over your sister with your trike!"

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Maddy1: "Eyes, eyes!"

Me: "Yes, those are your sisters eyes, do not poke at them."

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Maddy1: "Hush, dacey, hush!"

Me: "Maddy, do not tell your sister to hush."

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Maddy1: "No, no, dacey, no, no!"

Me: "Maddy, let Mommy handle your sister, ok?"

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"Maddy, do not put your sister's dirty diaper in your mouth!"

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"Maddy, do not dig in the garbage. Garbage is a no, no. Yucky!"

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"Maddy, when you have poopies, please do not stick your fingers in your diaper!"

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"Maddy, don't sit on your sister, she's a baby!"

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"Maddy, don't lay on your sister, she's a baby!"

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"Maddy, do not throw toys at your sister . . . you'll give her an oweee."

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"No that's not poopie, that's a rock."

"No that's not poopie, that's lint."

(Do you see a pattern here? Everything that is dark colored is poopie!)

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"Maddy, do not put your hands in the toilet. That's yucky!"

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"Maddy, where did you get that cookie?" (Maddy walks to the garbage can and points)
"Maddy! Do not eat stuff out of the garbage, baby! It's yucky!"

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Next day . . . Maddy walks up to me licking an empty yogurt container.

"Maddy! Didn't Mom tell you yesterday not to eat stuff out of the garbage? Now go put it back and let's wash our hands."

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"Maddy, do not drink the bath water, baby. It will give you a tummy ache."

"Seriously, stop drinking the water!"

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REPEAT ALL OF THESE ABOUT A GABILLION TIMES A DAY AND THERE YOU HAVE IT . . . THAT'S WHAT I DO ALL DAY!

Wordless Wednesday

Genius . . . pure genius, I tell ya! Already reading at age 23 months and 8 months!

For more Wordless Wednesday, go here.

Mission: Birthday Impossible Update

Well, the invitations went out in the mail today. Check!

Next on the agenda: I spent over an hour yesterday surfing the net for a Mickey Mouse silhouette cookie cutter. Do you know how hard it is to find one of those things? Heck, it'd probably be easier to drive to Orlando (about 8 hours), go to Disney World and buy one myself! So, I'm still on the hunt, FedEx account # in hand . . . need to overnight it when I find it just to make sure I get one here before the party.

Visited Edible Arrangements yesterday. They've just opened a store in our local area. Love the idea! If you are not familiar with them, let me explain. Basically, they make fruit arrangements -- to look like flower baskets. So, rather than sending someone a flower basket, you can send them a fruit basket. Pretty clever, huh? Well, I thought it would be a good idea to have one of those there fruit basket thingys at the birthday party. So, I stopped in there to talk with them about ordering one for the big day. Needless to say, I was a little disappointed. I explained to the girl that I would need this basket for a child's birthday party. The pieces of fruit in the current baskets seemed to be a bit large for toddlers. So, I asked if they could cut the fruit into smaller sizes -- didn't have to be fancy or anything, just smaller. Y'all know what she said? No. She said that they are a franchise and they cannot alter the designs of the basket. Hello? What happened to customer service? Ok, ok, I understand the whole franchise thing, but I also understand that a toddler will pull a big 'ole piece of fruit off that basket and try to stick the whole thing in his/her mouth. Problem, don't you think? So, I thanked the nice lady for her time and thought to myself, I can make one of those things, no problem! (Disclaimer: I love Edible Arrangements and their ideas and I will continue to use them in the future. I'm not trying to say anything negative about the company, they just couldn't help me in my situation. Please check them out -- it's a great idea for friends.)

Well, hubby came home from work, greeted me and asked about my day. I told him my ordeal with Edible Arrangements. And then I told him my fabulous idea about making the basket myself. I went into great detail, explaining to him how I had figured out what cookie cutters to purchase, etc to make the fruit fun shapes for the basket. And how I could use the Mickey Mouse cookie cutter (which I haven't found or purchased yet) for the fruit, for the sandwiches and for the cookies. And do y'all know what his response to me was: "Oh yes, that's exactly what you need to do. One more thing. As if making the invitations weren't enough, let's just add another thing to your list of things to do! Let's make sure that when it's time for the party, you're completely exhausted and worn out, unable to enjoy any of it." Well, not exactly the response I was looking for, you know? It should have went something like this . . . "Wow, hun, you are so talented. I will be waiting, barely able to contain my excitement until the day I can view this lovely creation. Martha Stewart look out!" I know, I know. He's showing his concern for me. I can appreciate that. But, the fruit basket is a go --- I'm doin' it!

Well, I'm off to look for the cookie cutter . . . let me know if you just happened to see one some where!

I'm the color green!

While visiting Megan over at Fried Okra, I came across this fun little quiz that she had posted.

Apparently, I'm the color green. Which is so funny since my favorite color is green. But actually, if you read below, you'll see it's describing some stranger -- certainly not me, right? For those of you who know me personally. . . pipe in on the comments and let me know!

You Are a Green Crayon

Your world is colored in harmonious, peaceful, natural colors. While some may associate green with money, you are one of the least materialistic people around. (I think my hubby might disagree!) Comfort is important to you. You like to feel as relaxed as possible - and you try to make others feel at ease. (I love comfort and love to be relaxed . . . but not so sure I do a very good job at helping others feel at ease. I mean, I do run around like a chicken with my head cut off when there's company at the house!) You're very happy with who you are, and it certainly shows! (Happy -- except for those 5 extra pounds and 5 extra inches I'm carrying around!) Your color wheel opposite is red. Every time you feel grounded, a red person does their best to shake you.

What Color Crayon Are You?

Coffee . . . need lots of coffee!

Post updated to include pic of invitation.

Well, I was just reviewing my calendar for the next couple of weeks and I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed. We've got a couple of big events coming up. Maddy1 is going to tranform into Maddy2 in just a couple of weeks. I've got a big party planned and have been working on the details. Just finished up invitations last night. Honestly, I don't know why I must make things harder than they really have to be. For instance, instead of buying the cheap 'ole 8 invitations for $1.50, I had to scan a picture of Mickey Mouse onto my computer; import about the 3 different designs; tweek it for hours; buy special postcard/invitation paper; print, adjust, reprint, adjust; add cute little ribbon . . . and finally -- DONE! (sigh) A lot of work but they sure are cute!!! (Not a great scanning job, I know. But you get the idea)



I've got my cousins coming into town this weekend. They will be staying out at our condo on the beach. I'll meet up with them Sat night for a nice little, kid free dinner!! Yyyiippppeee! A hot dinner! Then we'll all get together for a good 'ole fashioned southern cook out. Gonna be lots of fun!

Hubby will be having knee surgery the week immediately following Maddy1's birthday.

I begin real estate class on Sept 24th (scheduled to end on Oct 17). That's four weeks of Monday, Wednesday & Friday class from 9 am - 4 pm. God Bless my mother -- she'll be watching the two girls for me.

Immediately following the end of that class, I will begin the end of my college courses. Looks like I have a hand full of classes to finish up. Can't wait!!! To finish up, that is!

And then, we're into Halloween, Thanksgiving & Christmas. Not to mention, I'm trying to visit family in Kansas in October. A 15 hour driving trip! Wanna take bets on whether I'll have any hair left after that trip?

Oh and not on the schedule is the nice little cold that I've picked up from Baby Lulu. Scratchy throat, runny nose and all around just don't feel good!

Anyway . . . must stop writing and get to doing! Hope you all are having a great start to the week!

Cute, Cute Tote!

I love handbags -- any shape, size or color! Well, Musings of a Housewife has this friend who has an online store where she sells cute baby items and totes. This week, DCRMom is giving away this adorable tote. All you have to do is go to her site and leave a comment. That's it.




Don't you just love it! Now go on . . . click here.

Oh, and to see her other babylicious items, click here.