This last week was crazy with a capital K.
I was so busy that I didn’t have time to be sick. Oh yeah, I had strep throat. And so did half my family. Don’t be jealous.
But we made it through without any casualties–only one really bad haircut that left Ethan looking like a 4 year old pedophile. It’s awesome. I think it will definitely become the trend for boys like the Dorothy Hamill did for girls–except not so scandalous.
Anyway, rather than write about my week, I thought I’d just share it photographically.
First, Tommy celebrated his 45th birthday. We went to dinner with friends and even took the children. Ethan managed to break a glass within the first 4 minutes of being there. I was so glad to get that out of the way. Because you knew it would happen. Also, his favorite thing to do is bang silverware together. We were like the most popular people there. It was awesome.
Tommy turned 45. FORTY FIVE! That's like almost a hundred. (he's on the left)
Then, came the snow. You heard me right. SNOW. In Texas. More geographically specific? Fort Worth. Dude, we don’t get snow. We get ice, like once or twice a year which sends out meteorologists into orgasmic overdrive. So you can imagine what the newsroom was like went the snow began to fall. I even captured it on video. The snow–not the orgasming meteorologists. That would be disgusting. And the worst porn ever.
I was lucky that I own a coat. Because it was COLD that day. Here’s me in winter garb. You may want to remember this moment because it doesn’t happen much (me in a coat and scarf that is)
What I would look like if I had no neck
The next day I met friends out for dinner. I still had the strep, but I didn’t lick anyone directly on the face like I normally would, so I’m pretty sure I didn’t pass around my germs.
She hated that I refrained from licking her forehead. Next time, sister, I promise.
Then, the worst thing happened. The haircut. Holy wow, it is bad. He will recover, but not before I come up with new nicknames for him. Jethro, Bobby Ray, Cousin Darrell…etc. It’s been a highlight of my week.
This is possibly the worst haircut in the history of haircuts.
On Friday, we went to a gala benefitting the Presbyterian Night Shelter here in Fort Worth. We had a great time. I had to shower and put on big people clothes. Because I’m pretty sure they frown if you show up in gym clothes. It was the first time I felt like a girl in a long time. I liked it. (But don’t tell Tommy–he might come to expect me to shave my legs and wear other shoes besides my New Balance)
Was barely able to zip it up. I blame Thanksgiving.
Saturday was all about Harley. In the morning she had her very first piano recital. Her song? Ode to Joy. She rocked it.
As soon as it was over, we had to race home and get ready for the cheer competition. Yes, I’m one of *those* moms now. Except I’m the idiot one who has to look to the other cheer moms for guidance. I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing. I’ve always been a soccer mom. Soccer moms do not have to put hooker makeup on their daughters before the big game. No. They save that for the cheer moms. It’s awesome.
Every time I see her dressed like this I imagine Mary Katherine Gallagher saying SUPER STAR
Harley, my dad, and Cousin Darrell
Jethro is starting to grow on me. I think I'll keep him. But the hair has got to go.
Oh, and lastly. I just found out YESTERDAY that I’m up for the 2010 E.L.F. face of the year. Voting has been going on since September and ends December 31. There’s absolutely no way I’m going to win but if you feel so inclined, you can vote for me! (you can vote one time every day) I’m super bummed that I just found out about it! You can go here!
only one really bad haircut that left Ethan looking like a 4 year old pedophile.
hahahhahahahhahahhahahah
It’s the best analogy I could come up with.
Dude, when I went to Fort Worth to work in 2002 it snowed my first day AND THEY BLAMED ME FOR BRINGING IT FROM CANADA. True story. It was the first time I realized I had international super powers. Anyhow, my vote is for the cutest Cletus ever.
Oh, and I had a Dorothy Hamill when I was a kid. I also shampooed with Short n’ Sassy. We rule Shauna.
I rocked the Dorothy Hamill haircut. I still remember what it felt like to shake my head left and right. Swoosh, swoosh.
Yes, Katie, we totally rule.
God you are adorable. Can I hump your leg?
Let the leg humping begin.
You should see the snow we got last week in Alberta, Canada. 4 inches practically overnight. But that’s not un-normal… And I was only told about it. Cause’ I’m over in your country right now.
Woot!
I was driving to work the morning that snow came into town. I got about 50 facebook updates from people saying “IT’S SNOWING IN TEXAS!!” and “MY LAWN IS WHITE!!” You native Texans are so cute.
I love the haircut. You don’t see too many Jethro cuts anymore.
I don’t know what you’re talking about with Ethan’s haircut.
He looks awesome.
I’ll bet he’s pulling chicks left and right by the time he’s 6.
May I also suggest Cleetus, Earl Ray, and Jimmy Jim Jim as suitable names?
I too was/am a cheer mom..
Both of my girls did competitive cheer leading as well as high school. My oldest went on to a state college for 1.5 yr. before deciding college wasn’t for her, but cheered one semester and my younger daughter is currently @ James Madison and is cheering on the all girl squad.
School vs. competitive cheer leading is so very different-with the whole make up issue- the all stars wanted them hooker-ish, the school wanted them virginal looking
I’ll warn you now… the longer she stays in the competitive cheer leading the more expensive it will get- thank God I don’t have to pay for it anymore!!
ugh snow. Only in Texas would you find it adorable. Just gearing up for three and a half months of the white shit here. I soooo should have been born somewhere in the south. Winter + me don’t mix well. Bring on July, margaritas and bikini weather.
Ethan = “Butch”
That was the nickname for your uncle Darrell in his younger days. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, ha.
NU
You look fantastic in the black dress.
I was hoping for snow down in Lower Alabama but did not get any. I’m jealous!
Cletus. That just brings all kinds of heebie jeebs.
As much as I’m not really a fan of snow, I do like my plethora of winter coats and scarves and hats and mittens. I do.
you’re a hot thing and you deserve to be the ELF face thing – let me go vote again. Can I vote again? Ima try.
I hope you bitch-slapped whoever cut that beautiful little man’s hair.
And just for the record, I find Harley in all the make-up vaguely disturbing, but maybe that is just because she is sitting on the lap of a Shauna-man and next to Cletus. Wow, could your Dad look any more like you?