October 31, 2007
sneak peek
Tomorrow is November 1, which means not only are your Christmas shopping days numbered, but it’s the first day of NoBloShoeMo.
You know, NoBloShoeMo? Thirty Days of Shoes? Dude. Where have you BEEN?

Tomorrow is November 1, which means not only are your Christmas shopping days numbered, but it’s the first day of NoBloShoeMo.
You know, NoBloShoeMo? Thirty Days of Shoes? Dude. Where have you BEEN?

Charlie’s religion homework this week was to bring in a picture of his favorite food. He could bring a drawing, a photograph, or a picture from a magazine. Due on Wednesday.
How much do you want to bet that I forgot about this until this afternoon? Oh yes.
He wanted a picture of pancakes, but he didn’t want to draw one, and I’m out of ink for my printer so a photo wasn’t an option. While I unloaded the groceries, I tossed him a back issue of Real Simple and told him to look for pancakes. Or anything else that looked yummy, because it was almost dinner time and we needed to get this done, fast.
He flips along for a couple of minutes and then says, “Here, Mama! An orange!”
And proudly holds up an ad for grapefruit flavored vodka. Which does, indeed, have a photo of a grapefruit slice, right next to the bottle.
I handed him some safety scissors and said, “Good work, son.”
(He was able to cut the bottle out of the picture, which was both a relief and a disappointment, honestly.)
1. It smelled weird.
2. It was clumpy.
3. It was indeed waterproof, but it was also stiff and sticky.
Verdict: it went in the trash after two wearings.
I’m back to my Clinique free-with-purchase mascara (not waterproof, but it has a nice full brush and it makes my lashes look long and thick) and I’m combing through your suggestions.
I’m also dishing about what to wear for the holidays at BlogHer.
Now who else wants to suggest some mascara?
Edited to add: This was really Take Two; I started with the Dior mascara that I returned to Sephora (good work with the return policy, Sephora!) because it was smudging all over my face. Also, I am making note of your recommendations and will continue to report back.
Because god knows I don’t have anything better to do with my time.
Henry woke up at 4:30 this morning, coughing. At 4:50, he got up and went to the bathroom, which involved talking to himself and turning the water on and off four hundred times. At 5:09, I got up to start my day.
I am TIRED, people. I’ve had one of those weeks where there was ONE too many things to do every day, things like have three cavities filled! and buy furniture! and clean the bathrooms before we all die from whatever it is you catch when little boys pee on the floor every single day! This week those one-too-many daily things got in the way of all the things I’m really supposed to be doing with my days, like WORKING, and also some things I just really enjoy doing, like SLEEPING.
Thank GOD for the concealer. And for coffee. Where would I be without concealer and coffee? In the fetal position under my dining room table, that’s where.