Hair

Don't you worry, I've been working on a post to fully document the Pokemon party held here on Saturday. It should be up today (or maybe tonight). In the meantime, I need to fill you all in on my current hair situation.

If you know me at all, you've heard me talk about Saffron, the British lady (her son is in C's class at school) who's hair I have a crush on. It is long, red, and curly. Curly. NEVER, ever frizzy. Which is not easy to pull off here in New York. The first time I saw her it was an 87 degree, 80% humidity day, she was like 9 months pregnant, and her hair looked amazing. Every time I'm with her, it's all I can do to keep myself from touching it. So I asked her the name of the product she uses. She sent me here and I finally got around to ordering the gel last week.

I have to tell you, I HAVE NOT had a bad hair day since. If you have curly hair, you must buy this product immediately. It makes your curls perfect; not frizzy, not too big, defined, and touchable. I think my life has been changed forever. Every day since I started wearing it, people have commented on my hair. Not one or two comments, but multiple comments per day. Like on Sunday, the Young Women were asking me if I had recently colored my hair. I said no, and they were like, "Then why does it look so fabulous?"

Seriously. Go buy some, today!

Ummmm

It is April 16th!!!

What in the Wide world of Sports am I supposed to do?

Oh yeah now I remember:

1 - Shower
2 - Wash my clothes
3 - start wearing mascara again
4 - WATCH TV
5 - Chew less than 20 pieces of gum at a time

And you wonder why I am still single???

Kids

The cool thing about having kids is that you never know what they are going to do. Like maybe one day, they just wake up and decide to learn how to ride a bike. With no build up or warning, this is what C did yesterday. And yes, he even did it shirtless... cuz that's how he rolls.

This Seems Important

I've been buying organic milk and produce (what I can find, anyway) for a while now. I thought this broke down pretty clearly which foods are most important to buy organically, and why.

For what it's worth...

Black is the new... Black.

I've lived in New York for over 8 years now... and I feel as if I've come full circle.

When I first moved here, I wore a lot of black. A lot. Then, I was kind of over it. It seemed cliche and overdone, and I moved on to brown. I liked brown before it was cool to like brown (no, seriously). I've always been a big fan of grey, and dabbled in navy blue recently as well. There have been other color jags as well... I remember an orange phase, and I'm currently trying to clear my wardrobe of all the camouflage I own. It's just too common now.

So this winter, I realized something weird. I had NO BLACK BOOTS OR SHOES. Seriously. Who doesn't own a pair of black church shoes? I don't. I have camel, brown, pewter, gold, WHITE... but no black. Then I got tired of my navy blue coat, and went on the hunt for a black down jacket. Suddenly I'm back into black with a vengeance.

I still haven't bought any black church shoes, but I recently invested in a pair of black flip flops from Old Navy for the bargain price of $2.50. Yesterday when it was 70 degrees outside I took them for a test drive and loved every minute of wearing them. Now I think I need a black hoodie for spring. I'm thinking I'll get one from American Apparel, but I'm open to other ideas. Anyone got any other good hoodie stores? Is anyone else as into black as I am, now that it's spring?!

Nesting update

Our bathroom now has a shower base, most of the doors, finished walls & ceiling, and a linen closet.






Next week the tile goes in...Good work Dave!

In other news my nesting urge has finally kicked in. I found a crib at a local store and was planning to buy it...until I called around and found it for $200 less in Logan Utah. That's right. Logan Utah. No, I do not live anywhere near Logan Utah.

So I spent yesterday concocting a plan. I have a cousin who lives in Logan. He recently got called to be bishop. So I'm guessing he will drive to Salt Lake to attend General Conference this weekend - don't you think? I figure he can pick up the crib in Logan, and while in Salt Lake for Conference, drop the crib off at my Uncle's house who lives in Salt Lake. This uncle of mine is planning to go to Moab Utah in a few weeks - to ride bikes with my brother Rand, who lives in Colorado. So my Uncle can transport the crib from SLC to Moab, and then give it to my brother there. My brother can then drive the crib back to Colorado...I'm sure he will have plenty of space for the 6 foot box in his mini-van somewhere among his 4 children, wife, luggage, 4 mountain bikes, and golf clubs. Then I can pick the crib up from my brother's house. It all makes perfect sense.

Did I mention the crib weighs 100 pounds?

I know, this plan is totally ridiculous...and when I was thinking about trying to arrange a conference call with all involved parties, Dave suggested instead of this insane plot...we simply pay the extra $200. It doesn't sound like that bad of a back up plan.

It would have made a great sit-com episode.

So...

it was great. We started off the morning by me sneaking to wake up S. I whispered, "Guess what?! It snowed a ton last night and they cancelled school today!" She had been dead asleep and didn't even buy it for half of a second. Why? Because this is New York. If the weather forecasts even a quarter inch of snow, everyone talks about for days, stocks up on food at the grocery store, and hunkers down like they are going to have to hibernate for a few weeks. It's ridiculous. She knew she would have heard about it if snow was on the way.

We had breakfast and then she grabbed her backpack, which started the Simpson laughing toy. She chuckled with glee as we headed out the door. "Oh Mom, what did you do?" She loved it. She didn't even notice that I wasn't frantically packing her lunch while she was eating breakfast, as per usual. So as we were about to drop her off I said, "Have a great day! I packed you and extra delicious lunch!" And she said, "What in there?" and I said, "Just a bunch of great stuff." She didn't suspect a thing.

I told C what I had done as soon as she got out of the car. He was worried the kids would laugh at her when she pulled out the underpants, but I explained the difference between laughing AT and laughing WITH. You'd think by now, after living with me, he'd get the difference. He thought it was pretty funny though. It was sweet he was worried about her getting laughed at. I suggested he wear a pair of underpants on his head to school, and he told me some days at school he went to his cubby and grabbed the spare pair I keep in there for him and put it on his head to wear around. So I guess I'm not as original as I thought. He doesn't even wait for April 1 to do it! Later on that morning, when I brought him his breakfast, I put a burning candle on the plate and set it in front of him. I'm so funny.

A little later on, Ashley showed up and we did some crank calling. Snicker.

When S got off the bus, as soon as she saw me she started laughing. "Mom, that was GREAT. Everybody was dying laughing!" She had opened her lunchbox at snack (as I knew she would) and pulled out each item for her class to see. I'm sure her teacher was thrilled. She told everyone we saw about it. If there were an award for best prank, I'm pretty sure she would have given it to me.

I fielded April Fool's jokes from them for the rest of the afternoon. They were of this variety:
"Mom, you have an octopus on your head."
"Mom, you have a boa constrictor around your neck."
"Mom, your shirt is full of lettuce."

Their technique is a bit amateur, to be sure, but I like where this is headed. In 5 years when someone saran-wraps the toilet seat, I'll be eating those words. With ketchup.