Month: March 2008

I… HOP

Post author By Dre
Post date March 30, 2008
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My dad has a 1953 Studebaker so he is all about showing it off. Our local IHOP hosts classic car shows on Saturday nights from Spring through Fall (weather permitting) and this weekend was the first of the year. It was quite a shin-dig, with bounce houses and music and free sno-cones and a Cookie-Lee jewelry booth, so my parents took Alison there on a “date”. She enjoyed a grape sno-cone before dinner, a cherry sno-cone after, and made several new friends inside the bounce house. She also stalked “Charlie” the chocolate chip pancake, who, for the record, does NOT pee outside, even though he’s a boy.

Blythe and I met them for dinner (is it still called dinner if you eat breakfast? Alison doesn’t think so) but didn’t stick around for the festivities. What I want to know is how they can bring all the grown folks their food and make a small child wait, plate-less, for an extra 15 minutes. And seriously, pancakes? Should be the easiest, quickest thing to make. I mean, for The International House of Pancakes, anyway. I’m just sayin’. While Alison WAITED for her food, she managed to poke a hole in the styrofoam cup they brought her milk in. The hole was about a half inch from the bottom, and so it spilled all over the table, which led right to her LAP. She wanted me to drive home and get her some dry pants, but I was not about to do that 40 minute round-trip drive. I know, I’m the worst mom ever – but wait, it gets worse. She was sitting across the table from me, so I didn’t see the damage until she came over to give me a hug good-bye. I tried my very, very best not to laugh at my poor girl, but she looked just like she had peed her pants. A LOT. So yes, people, I laughed and made her wear those pants for the rest of the night. NOW you can call me the worst mother ever.

Entertainment

A Wedding

Post author By Dre
Post date March 28, 2008
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This evening my good friend, Dusty, is getting married.  I love making invitations and such, so when she called a few months ago to tell me she was GETTING MARRIED! I, of course, volunteered to make some invites for her.  She ended up needing about 100, and as I had never made that many invitations for anything, much less a wedding, I’m proud of myself for getting them done on time and not getting sloppy! Of course the next event I made invites for (a mere 2 weeks later) required 130 invitations. Yowza.





I wrote her a little note that was especially heartfelt, describing my inspiration for these. Here’s part of it:

On the outside, you see something classy, pretty, and nice. Peeking through the tiny holes, you get a glimpse of something more, something intriguing, something worth trying to find. But can you just tear right into it? No. Does it offer up its secrets for just anyone? No. You have to work a little, coax it, be gentle. And slowly, if you’re patient, the knot will loosen. The inside is just beautiful, an intricate design and pattern that is unexpected. It holds words of importance, depth, honesty. The message speaks of hope, love, family and faith. The beauty inside can be seen peeking through the words, as a promise that they are genuine. The invitations are a reflection of who you are, and they were created just for you, because they are what I see when I see you.

Food Motherhood and Pregnancy

Eggs… again.

Today I ate an egg for lunch. And an egg for snack. I think Easter Eggs were a torture device created for parents who refuse to waste food. I’ve only got about 10 left to go. Will I make it to the end, people? Or will the Easter Bunny defeat me this year?

Entertainment Kids

Hannah – WHO?

‘Round here, Monday is “Ma’maw Day” and Wednesday is “Mommy Day” for Alison. We swap kids on those days so that we both have some alone time with each of the girls.

I love Mommy Wednesdays, because it gives Alison and I some time to really talk and have fun with no other distractions. Typically we go to lunch after school, run errands, go visit friends and find something fun to do. Here are some of the best quotes from today:

In response to the question, “Do you want to get your hair cut after lunch?”
“No, I want to grow it to here (gesturing). I want it long like Hannah Montana”

After losing her pink balloon from Red Robin (always with the Red Robin!):
“Please change this music, Mommy. I can only like to listen to sad, slow songs right now.”

As I reach for a piece of bread out of the bag:
“No, Mama! Only KIDS can feed the ducks. Grown ups just WATCH.” (Complete with eye roll).

In response to the question, “What did you do at school today?”:
“At recess, me and A. and S. played ‘Bad Girls Club’.”

To which I responded, a little incredulously, “Whose idea was THAT?”
“Mine. Cause Daddy watched Bad Girls Club last night, and I watched it with him.”

And finally:

“My tummy hurts right here (pointing). I think there’s a baby in there. Probably a boy baby so Daddy can have a new friend.”

The Style Section

Deeda Make Pretty

Saturday I bit the bullet and got my hair done. I was well, well past the 6-8 week mark, and it showed. I wanted to try something *new* so I took my sister’s advice and called her stylist, Khyan. She just moved to a new salon and I was so impressed with the architecture and design of the space that I only took one or two pictures of my actual hair getting done.

~Here is Khyan’s work station. It’s all made out of plywood, 2×6’s and 4×4’s! Behind my head there is some artwork they have strung on clothing wire along the back wall. I took some pictures of that too~




~This one you have to look at sideways because I can’t figure out how to rotate in this program. Those are skylights and rafters, in case you’re getting a crick in your neck, and the blue things are pulleys with yellow extension cords hanging down to each work station. You pull them if you need one, and retract when you’re done! I thought this was just about the coolest contraption, ever.~

I went with an angle bob and I have no idea if that is actually the name, but it’s what Sheila called it when we went for lunch after(Pronto: panini for me, salad and polenta fries for her) and so, it’s an angle bob. Jeremy likes my hair LONG, and I like it SHORT, so I go back and forth a few times a year.  He says the angle bob makes me look younger (but not TOO young) and sexy. I’d say that makes it a winner! But I can always hack of the longer part if I change my mind.

~I’m totally talking and gesturing to Alison in this picture, which she took, but it’s the best one of the hair. I’m willing to take one for the team every once in awhile! At least the picture is not of my butt.~