I took the boys to the zoo today, because it was EIGHTY DEGREES in Oklahoma City (thank you Jesus). We saw the baby lions and the snow leopard and some turkeys and a whole slew of bats. And then we went out for lunch and played outside and went to the grocery and watched a movie and cooked hamburgers on the grill.
It was a really lovely day.
Laundry list, because the ACTUAL laundry is taking over my house and must be dealt with ASAP.
1. I am going to hire my father to come edit for me at my five million various blogs, because ONLY HE caught the ginormous typo in my last post. I have left it there for your reading pleasure (and also to test you because COME ON PEOPLE!). Good luck!
2. HeatherB is gone, after two days of living the Suburban Mommy life, which consisted of brunch out, a manicure and pedicure, a trip to SuperTarget, watching Backyardigans with the kids, Christmas shopping at a local antiques store, a playdate with my fabulous next door neighbor, and dinner and drinks with Shana and Whoorl. Feel free to imagine that EVERY SINGLE DAY of my life is JUST LIKE THAT.
3. We’re celebrating the Winter Solstice with a high of 67. Chris, that’s for you.
4. I got my hair cut this week. Somehow my stylist heard “leave the length but do lots of texture” as “MULLETMULLETMULLET.” It’s fine right now but in a couple of weeks I will look like an extra from Talladega Nights. If you live in the Oklahoma City Metro and have a stylist you really REALLY love, shoot me an email because I’m looking. Again. Dammit.
5. I ran into my friend Laura at the grocery last weekend; she said, “I have a new favorite mascara, thanks to you!” And that reminded me that I have something to TELL you about the L’Oreal Lash Out mascara! And then I forgot again! And now I am remembering! I’m still loving the Lash Out, BUT — the first tube I had dried out awfully fast (maybe because I didn’t QUITE get the cap on all the way one day, but still) and it was smudging a little, probably because I’ve been mixing a teeny bit of eye cream with my concealer. So I’ve switched to the waterproof formula, which I’m very very happy with, and I’m screwing the cap on Extra Tight every day.
And I think that’s everything! Or nothing, depending on your perspective. Either way, I’m all done now because that laundry’s not doing itself, apparently.
Behold my crafting prowess! This is how the kids’ head things turned out; Charlie looked like he was going to play in some sort of theme golf scramble (theme: Drink More Beer!) and Henry looked like a cross between a chicken and an Indian Chief (we were calling him Chief Chicken Head, but he didn’t really like that).
They were excited anyway, even though their mama sucks at the crafting.
And because I promised, the cleavage dress:
Full length shot is here.
And now I’m off to pick HeatherB up at the airport! Woo hoo!
I feel like I have been traveling for months; I’ve never been so happy to see the inside of my closet because it means that I will not have to get dressed out of a suitcase for one more day.
We spent Thanksgiving in Houston with my sister-in-law and her family, and we had a huge time. Henry and Charlie are currently mad that NONE of their cousins live close to them and they want to know why we can’t just take a road trip every weekend to visit family. The answer, of course, is because it would kill me.
Steve Madden silk ballet flats, worn for a Friday playdate with Shana
There should be some rule that NaBloPoMo should NEVER start on a Thursday; I mean, here it is, day TWO, and I’m already reduced to posting pictures because I’ve got nothing to tell you.
NOTHING! Do you hear me? Nothing at all.
Are you DYING to know how my trip to Sephora went? ARE YOU?!?
You should be! Because Sephora? Meh. Not impressed.
(That sound you hear is HeatherB and Whoorl falling over dead. Sorry, girls.)
The Sephora here in Oklahoma City (upstairs at Penn Square Mall, where Casual Corner used to be, Whoorl) is small, for starters, and doesn’t carry most of what is on their website. Which makes it difficult to scope out product on the internet and then check it out in person. And I am someone who MUST touch the product before I buy. I’m like that. Get over it.
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