Everyone knows that the new year is a time for making changes, I started a little early.
In the past three years I have had two babies so for the sake of convenience, I have permed my hair and pulled it back. We have to be out the door by 7:00 every morning and honestly Haylee just started sleeping through the night about six months ago (problem child).
This week I decided that I've had enough.
I got color for the first time and highlights and...bangs.
The true test of this little transformation will be Tuesday morning when I head back to work...if it takes me more than 15 minutes to do my hair, I'll throw myself on the ground.
I have plans for 2011...Jon will be done with school in May and I'm taking the summer off from my master's program. We will reward ourselves for what we've done in 2010.
Don't tell Jon but I'm thinking of hoarding our tax money and crossing a major trip off my bucket list. Sure we could pay off bills with that money but...how many times are we reminded that tomorrow is not promised?
It would seem that the stomach flu has been sweeping the nation this week, I swear everyone on Facebook has been commenting that it has overtaken their household. Inevitably it was our turn.
Just as we were getting ready to go to bed last night, Ryan opened up his bedroom door crying because he had blown chunks everywhere. Thank God for Jon because I sure as hell wasn't able to scoop up lunch with a Meijer bag and a spoon.
I laid on the living room floor next to him all night long, puking every fifteen minutes. Eventually there was no reason to rinse the pan, we just slept next to it.
My view from here today...
For your babies you will lay on a hard floor all night long between a pan of puke and a pile of Christmas toys...you will forget that work even exists and not think twice about calling in.
You will forget about yourself until they are healthy and happy again.
I caught a bunch of shit on Facebook today for the way I edited a photo of my mother, they said she looked fake. The more I look at it...maybe. But I like the eye bright feature on Picnik, it makes people look so much better.
Alright maybe she looks a little plastic-ish, but she likes it when I take away her forehead butt crack, so blah.
Straight Out of the Camera
Eye Brightening and Butt Crack Remover
I have decided that since the secret is out about perming my hair, I might just want to go back to straight. I haven't been straight (or had color) in about three years so I am making an appointment for Thursday.
I'll be like all dressed up with no place to go on New Years Eve! Here's the thing though, I waited three years so if it's not cute, ugh I'll be so pissed. Here are a couple of cuts that I found:
Jon said I was absolutely could not get bangs, but they are going to be in this year and frankly I miss mine. I promise not to do the hairspray, rat and then blow-dry ritual this time!
Cute or crazy?
Tonight I am pouting...I miss my friend Stephanie who moved to Montana a few months ago. I texted her while I was making dinner to ask for the name of their nearest airport, I thought maybe a flight there might be reasonable because I'm off work four days this week and a little trip might be fun, right?
So I went online and the cheapest flight I could find was $725.00. American dollars.
My frown turned upside down though when Sara (my online bud who I have never met) asked me to meet up with her and her family this summer at Tahquamenon Falls.
Anyone else who is interested in a blogger's camping trip hit me up at dishesinthedryer@yahoo.com. We will try not to get ourselves kicked out just like Jon did at the KOA this summer...but that might be fun too.
But are those good reasons to drop me like a hot potato? I lost four followers this evening! That's not like one or two, that's like...FOUR, in one night.
Is somebody out there leading a "boycott the dishes blog" revolution? Was it something I said?
I promise this will be the last Christmas post, but we just had a ton of partying to do this year! On Sunday we celebrated at grandma's house with my mom, aunt and sister's families.
We ate and then entertained the babies while the older kids went for a ride so that Santa could make an appearance. Let me say that if anyone else comes home pregnant, Christmas will be cancelled at grandma's house. There wasn't room for one more thing in her living room.
Until last year, my grandma went to Florida during the winter for nearly fifteen years so it has been an adjustment staying in Michigan for the long cold winter. She looks forward to time with her family and enjoys time she gets to spend with us.
In addition to exchanging gifts with Grandma, we also exchange with my mom at the same time. Let's just say that my kids made out like bandits and have no clue where anything came from, nor do I.
We had ten adults and three kids fighting for a spot to open gifts and it was an absolute circus! I was trying to pass out gifts and see what my kids were getting and I didn't really get to see anything my other family members got....it was crazy!
Haylee still hasn't accepted the fact that she's going to have to play with girl toys. She was going to throw down with her cousin Layne over the ride-on digger.
I ripped the top of the box off so he could try it out.
And when he made the slightest move, she pounced.
The big winner of the day...Stinky the Garbage Truck.
And yes he even FARTS.
Me and Mom
The kids took to the kitchen table to play with their new treasures while we visited in the front room for a while.
Ryan was dying to ride his bike so I let him inside the garage, it was the best we could do until summer gets here.
Again, we'll never get all four kids.
Sorry grandparents!
We were totally like the Jewish people this year, celebrating days on end. No more sleeping in, no more big dinners, no more family visits or presents. Back to work so we can pay off all those Christmas charges.
Christmas seemed to last forever this year, and that could be because we had three straight days of whooping it up. I posted all the pics from Christmas Eve, now I'm on to Christmas Day AND I have the day after Christmas in my hip pocket too.
I wondered why Jon ate all the cookies and didn't even leave some evidence of crumbs, hog. But when I called asked him about it, he hadn't touched the plate...the dog must have licked it clean! Like she really needed five cookies.
Even though they were out late the night before, I could NOT wait for these two little ones to get up on Christmas morning. Jon had to tell me to get back into bed more than once. Finally I snuck up the stairs and laid down next to Ryan and told him Santa came and he whispered "presents?" and so we woke up Haylee and ran downstairs. I felt like I was five years old again, I was so excited!
They were both so happy which made me super happy, this was the best Christmas we have had by far. Jon on the other hand was not a good boy so he was given...wait for it...ESSENTIALS.
At Thanksgiving he complained there was no mixer to mash his potatoes with. Ask and you shall receive.
At Thanksgiving he complained that we only had scrubbies but no dish cloths. Ask and you shall receive.
Don't worry, he didn't get the full shaft, Santa brought a few little gadgets for his iPhone as well.
After all of the gifts were opened the kids did a lot of mixing and matching. Ryan was playing with the dollhouse and Haylee was shooting the guns...God forbid they consider that "sharing" or anything, more like a free-for-all.
It wasn't long before it was apparent that waking them up early was a mistake. When the brawls began, beds were found.
A few hours later my dad and sister's family showed up to celebrate. I didn't get a chance to see dad at Thanksgiving so I was very excited for him to come over...so was another little guy.
My sister and I tried to take a nice picture together since we never get a chance to. Damn the glare on my glasses and what's up with my new camera adding a double chin to every one of my photos!?!?
Haylee woke up for the party bright eyed and bushy tailed (what does that even mean?)
Trying to get all four grand kids to look at the camera? I don't think so.
I think it's totally funny that dad showed up with the beard from hell only to open up a brand new razor! I told him he might want to take the scissors to it, before just yanking it out by the root and ending up in the emergency room.
Finally...a nice picture of the three of us.
After we ate and exchanged gifts we went downstairs to watch some football and visit. Jon and BJ played around with a new indoor helicopter which entertained all four kids quite nicely. Kennedi nearly took a copter to the eyeball.
Look at that action shot!
Speaking of action, I don't know how this stud isn't getting more of it. Ryan's bike helmet and Haylee's glasses and he was so proud of it, he made this his Facebook profile picture. Dork!
Once my sister's family left, Jon went to pick up David and it was quiet for a while. Dad and Ryan played wrapping paper tube swords while I put Haylee down for a second nap which she totally needed.
Oh, the fart putty... never was there a better invention. He and my dad laughed until they cried over the fart putty.
But it's all fun and games until somebody gets fart putty in their hair, right?
Once David arrived we told him not to get too excited because we didn't buy a lot this year and he was fine with that. He was ecstatic about his calligraphy pen set, what ten year old boy doesn't want that?
And then he opened the coveted....well, you'll have to watch and see.
People weren't gone ten minutes before I started ripping down the stockings and throwing the tree out the front door. I was so ready to get my house back to normal!
Later on we invited Jon's family over to play cards and have munchies. It was nice to just sit back and have a drink after two straight days of partying.
I know you want the Christmas posts to be over but I've still got one more coming! That's the life of a child with divorced parents...multiple parties and spoiled rotten grand kids.
I am a full time working mother who is also working towards a Master's Degree... my days are long and my nights are short but you know what? It sure makes for a good blog.
I took Jon and David as a package deal and although they push my buttons, I couldn't live without either of them.
Ryan is all boy and just can't to wait to watch him play sports, yup...I'm gonna be THAT mom.
Haylee is a princess who has her dad wrapped tight and her brothers running scared!
