* After the horrible self mutilation of my hair, I am happy to report that after a three hour marathon session at the salon, that it is mostly back to normal. I had a gift card to one of those really trendy spa/salon places where only people with origami creations for hair work. The woman who did my hair did not judge me, but more than once asked me if I would ever cut my own hair again. I'm fairly certain that I learned my lesson and will never ever ever again cut or color my own hair. I can't make any promises because sometimes if I forget to take my meds for a few days, I do strange things (like cut my own hair or actually wash the dishes by hand or other such nonsense) but I'm hoping I will be able to restrain myself. The finished result looks like this (which, by the way, it feels sooooo weird taking a picture of myself- I mean really, really, awkward) :
Also- this gray shirt and pink scarf have become my winter uniform. It is currently the only thing that I can get on since I have also outgrown my spanx- therefore seriously limiting my wardrobe. I need an intervention. You know it's bad when you outgrow your spanx and your underwear.
* Miles' eye is healing beautifully after surgery! He still looks like himself which makes me so happy. He's having surgery on the other eye tomorrow. I'm trying to prepare myself for how awful the experience will be, but also focusing on how awesome it will be when he can see out of both eyes! I watched a ptosis surgery on youtube which was a huge mistake. I've learned that NO good can come of watching your own or your child's upcoming surgeries on youtube. It will freak you out. I don't recommend it.
* Our foster care certification classes start in just 3 1/2 weeks! I'm so excited I can hardly stand it!
* On Saturday night I hosted the MRG gal pals for a Christmas party. I tortured myself trying to get the house presentable. If you ever come to my house to spend the night you will totally be sleeping on Sponge Bob and Hello Kitty sheets. I make no apologies for that. And, of course, when you are having company, something unexpected always happens- like the toilet exploding that takes up a huge chunk of your day. (For the record- I hate all crises that involve toilets.) I also spent too much time on pinterest which has me convinced that I need to be able to make things like cute foods and serve festive drinks and make my home look like a homemade Pottery Barn catalogue. My best attempt was brownies out of the box and ordering food from the restaurant down the street and buying a plastic tablecloth that looked like lace. Faux lace. What will they think of next? Anyway- a wonderful time was had by all. I only have seating for four in my living room so there were women sprawled out all over the floor, laughing and having a grand time. I think laying on the floor laughing until your cheeks hurt is the best way to spend an evening. Ironically, a regional women's magazine is doing a piece on our group that is scheduled to run in their January issue which just cracks me the heck up- being as how our group doesn't "do" anything but drink cocktails and giggle. It will be interesting to see how they spin the story of how all of us strangers who met on the Internet became fast friends who do things like text each other during childbirth and colonoscopy prep.
|In my uniform...again|
* I am reading Ashley Judd's memoir, All That Is Bitter and Sweet, and it is changing my life. I've tried to tell her how much I love it and tried to get her involved in our Congo stuff so many times on twitter that I'm fairly certain she thinks that I am a stalker. Let's face it. I am. My next plan of action is to make a giant sign for her at the next home UK basketball game (she's a HUGE fan) with my phone number on it. It will say "Ashley! You and I can be BFFs! Call me!" I am just nutty enough to think it will work. But truly, it is a great book about advocacy and world issues and dealing with personal demons. I highly recommend it.
* Noah's school Christmas play is on Thursday. His one and only line is "V IS FOR VIRGIN!" which he is practicing hundreds of times a day with serious gusto. There is a LOT of virgin talk going on round these parts, which to me, is hilarious coming from a five year old. I am ever so proud.
* Our twelve days of Christmas kindness (our family's Christmas service project tradition) kicks off today. We may be a little bit derailed since one of the children is flaked out on the couch with pink eye. (Isn't that just what you want going around when another of the kids is having eye surgery tomorrow?) Perhaps we will be ministering to the nurses at the doctor's office? Be on the lookout for lots of posts on ways to get your kiddos of any age involved in giving back. It is one of the things that we do that I look most forward to every single year.
Hope your week is wonderful!