Without conditioner, my hair is an unmanageable tangled mess of ouch and ewwww.
And Qtips? My love for Qtips isn't quite a secret. And I miss them today because I am in a hotel and I forgot to pack them.
Same with the conditioner. Here is a little message for hotels: supply conditioner. If nothing else, the women will be nicer to look at.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
Day 5: Little boys underwear
Now before you go alerting the authorities, how cute are little boys underwear?!
Especially when you throw my son's chunky tushy in them... er meh gerd!
In reality, I had something way better earlier in the day, then I forgot, got a major sinus headache and I just really didn't want to forget about this bloggy thing I've committed to. And then Sam ran by me in his underwear. And that shit is cute.
Want to know what else is cute?
Sam: Mom can I sleep with you tonight?
Me: No baby, not tonight.
Sam: God said I could sleep with you tonight.
Me: Did he now?
Sam: He said it five times!
Bless it. Sam as a teenager is gonna be hard.
Especially when you throw my son's chunky tushy in them... er meh gerd!
In reality, I had something way better earlier in the day, then I forgot, got a major sinus headache and I just really didn't want to forget about this bloggy thing I've committed to. And then Sam ran by me in his underwear. And that shit is cute.
Want to know what else is cute?
Sam: Mom can I sleep with you tonight?
Me: No baby, not tonight.
Sam: God said I could sleep with you tonight.
Me: Did he now?
Sam: He said it five times!
Bless it. Sam as a teenager is gonna be hard.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Day 4: feminine hygiene products
Because ewwwww to be a lady before these lovely inventions!
And back then, no one warned you of the imminent bloodshed. When my grandma started her period, she asked her mom and was told, "you must have cut yourself crossing a barbed wire fence."
Excuse me?! If I am still bleeding 7 days from now from a cut from a fence, TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL!!!
For bologna's sake, it is a miracle we live after bleeding several days straight anyway. Give a girl a heads up!
But we live in a world where lovely women dressed in all white will show us how these magical products will soak up a lovely and not disgusting blue liquid.
You draw your own conclusions...I'm just thankful for the damned things.
And back then, no one warned you of the imminent bloodshed. When my grandma started her period, she asked her mom and was told, "you must have cut yourself crossing a barbed wire fence."
Excuse me?! If I am still bleeding 7 days from now from a cut from a fence, TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL!!!
For bologna's sake, it is a miracle we live after bleeding several days straight anyway. Give a girl a heads up!
But we live in a world where lovely women dressed in all white will show us how these magical products will soak up a lovely and not disgusting blue liquid.
You draw your own conclusions...I'm just thankful for the damned things.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Day 3: Americanized Foods
Can you imagine a world without canned spaghetti sauce?
I can. And it sucks. So for my 3rd day of thanks I'm giving it up for Americanized foods.
Packaged noodles, I salute you.
Ragu, I love you.
Sliced bread, well there is a whole saying about you!
If it weren't for these things and many others, I'm not sure my family would ever eat. I mean, we would, but it would just be fruits and veggies. And that's only if I could still buy them on my way home. If it were up to me or Justin to forage for berries or kill for meat, I believes I'd end up in indentured servitude in exchange for food.
So thanks canned spaghetti sauce! You rock.
I can. And it sucks. So for my 3rd day of thanks I'm giving it up for Americanized foods.
Packaged noodles, I salute you.
Ragu, I love you.
Sliced bread, well there is a whole saying about you!
If it weren't for these things and many others, I'm not sure my family would ever eat. I mean, we would, but it would just be fruits and veggies. And that's only if I could still buy them on my way home. If it were up to me or Justin to forage for berries or kill for meat, I believes I'd end up in indentured servitude in exchange for food.
So thanks canned spaghetti sauce! You rock.
Friday, November 2, 2012
30 Days of thanks: Days 1 & 2
Blogging from the phone...
Day 1: I'm thankful for emergency funds. I despise debt. Like with the fire of 1000 suns. Every time I pay a bill that has interest it feels like I am just wadding up money and throwing it into the wind. So when our upstairs furnace went out and we discovered the downstairs furnace was damaged from the Great Lightning Incident of 2012, I was heartbroken to hear the total bill. But you know what? I had the money to just pay cash and lick my wounds and it felt great. Now to build the savings back up bc lawdy lawdy did it take a hit!
Day 2: I am thankful for the way children illustrate their requests. For instance, my son requested to watch the monster movie this morning. Bit instead of just asking for the monster movie, he says, "momma, let's watch the monster movie... RAWR! RAWR! RAAAWWWRRRRR!"
Adults should illustrate our thoughts like this. It would make our days go by so much quicker. Think about it.
You are in a meeting with your boss and you are requesting money for an event with dancing. "I'll need at least $500 for the dj please," then start beat boxing and do the stanky leg.
Let's start the movement people. Only good things can come from this.
Day 1: I'm thankful for emergency funds. I despise debt. Like with the fire of 1000 suns. Every time I pay a bill that has interest it feels like I am just wadding up money and throwing it into the wind. So when our upstairs furnace went out and we discovered the downstairs furnace was damaged from the Great Lightning Incident of 2012, I was heartbroken to hear the total bill. But you know what? I had the money to just pay cash and lick my wounds and it felt great. Now to build the savings back up bc lawdy lawdy did it take a hit!
Day 2: I am thankful for the way children illustrate their requests. For instance, my son requested to watch the monster movie this morning. Bit instead of just asking for the monster movie, he says, "momma, let's watch the monster movie... RAWR! RAWR! RAAAWWWRRRRR!"
Adults should illustrate our thoughts like this. It would make our days go by so much quicker. Think about it.
You are in a meeting with your boss and you are requesting money for an event with dancing. "I'll need at least $500 for the dj please," then start beat boxing and do the stanky leg.
Let's start the movement people. Only good things can come from this.
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