First things first, it's important that you know that this happened.
If you follow me on Instagram though, you already know this. If you don't, what's up?
Not sure why this hair chopping equally terrified and thrilled me, but it did. I still feel a little shocked when I walk by the mirror, but mostly I keep thinking that it is so much easier to "fix."
(I also feel very feisty. Are people with short hair supposed be more aggressive? Don't mess with me right now.)
Another perk? I have to get my hair cut more often, giving me more opportunities to leave my house.
I bet that is exactly how Jennifer Connelly has felt this past weekend.
I wonder why there wasn't an article like this about me getting my hair cut?
In addition to cutting off all my hair, I also figured out the secret to a happy summer with my children.....
The perfect balance between activities, some rest time, babysitters, and plenty of wine.
No problem, right?
Ok, so it's slightly challenging to maintain any sort of balance of these things. Last week we were slammed with social commitments, Pampered Chef stuff, swim lessons, and normal life. We were all exhausted and a little bit on the cranky side.
Note Stella's exhaustion below:
She literally passed out during The Little Mermaid. Can you imagine how tired you would have to be to abandon Ariel like that?
(For the record, I wasn't cranky, just everyone else in my family. I was just "feisty," and that was the hair's fault.)
This week, I'm totally ready. We have VBS every morning from 9-12, then nothing but naps, movies, and swimming leisurely into the evenings. Much better plan for some sanity.
I also have found myself sneaking away most days to do this for at least 15 minutes before someone comes to me with a tragedy related to Minecraft, iTouch charge, starvation (first world style,) a raging dispute about rocket fuel/vans/circles/calculators/etc., or a Dora emergency, such as the fact that the show ended.
I think the 15 minutes helps.
It also helps that I'm reading something like this.
I'm not sure how this came to be on my bookshelf, but it was, so now I'm almost done reading it and loving it. It isn't heavy, but it isn't terribly mindless either. It makes me question important things like whether or not I could be a travel writer, or marry someone after six weeks of knowing them, or if I should watch Roman Holiday.
I'm pretty sure it's important for me to have my answers to these sorts of questions ready in case of an emergency.
It reminded me of books like Good Grief or Everyone is Beautiful, love them. Read them. Now.
Also joining the team of making things more pleasant around here this summer?
The crockpot, along with my grill press and pan, are making things much, MUCH easier for dinner around here. If you aren't using a crockpot, you are out of your mind.
You know what has surprisingly not made anything better?
Playtex trying to set my period to music.
I don't understand why this is happening or why it bothers me so much?
I told you I had no control over where this goes.