I was out of the office all day yesterday for yet another procedure on my back (didn't go well, I'll have to update soon)...but couldn't help but smile when I walked into my office to find this on my desk this morning. In case you can't make out the note.... "Tyson save you some cookies".
OY. I can so see him sitting there doing this. He is my son. Sweet tooth and all.
My friends, I went against my better judgement. Made a quick trip to T@rg3t this afternoon for a few things and I am now armed.
This is my plans for this evening. My roots are out of control. Again. With no foreseen trip to my hair dresser in the near future.
And oh my. It's time to tame the bush. It's out of control. I've seen the commercials for this little gadget and figured WTH...it's only $10 (AND WHY are the replacement razors TWICE as much as the damn razor itself????)
Has anyone tried this bad boy yet? And what's the major solution to preventing razor burn? Can you tell it's been a while? (hangs head in same)
I've seen this little goodie around and thought I would share for my Twilight freaks...
I've had so much fun reading everybody else's wonderful Mother's day post, it made me feel kinda bad for not posting one myself.
Only problem....I really have nothing to post about the weekend. I mean, I got some great handmade cards and gifts from my little guys that they made in school. My husband, the genius that he is, didn't think to save these items for actually Mother's day. Instead happily pulled the items from their backpacks on Friday and sent them bouncing into my office with them. Of course they were excited about them and their excitement was more than my heart could stand...but I was a little bummed because I knew that meant I wouldn't have anything to open on Sunday.
You see, I've come to expect that holidays and birthdays are just like any other day in our house. I've learned to not expect anything and be grateful if I do receive anything. The first few years of marriage were full of heartache and I'm done with disappointment.
Just as I expected, Sunday was just any other day. I was up for several hours before anyone even muttered the words "Happy Mother's Day". I was blessed to have all the kids at home that weekend and when the big kids decided at 11am to finally roll out of bed, they did give me a beautiful card and Kierstyn managed to sneak a FULL 12 piece assortment of my favorite treat in the whole wide world into the house. CHEESECAKE!!! No doubt her dad (my ex) helped her out and I was so grateful. Speaking of my ex... I did get a phone call from him wishing me a Happy Mother's day earlier in the morning. In fact, he was the first person that day. WOW. That says a lot, no?
We spent the afternoon out at my mom's house...which only dug the wounds in deeper. Seeing how my dad goes above and beyond for her with flowers, cards, gifts. Taking care of the house, cooking, cleaning for the day. Something he's always done. For every holiday. Something I've grown to expect from him and only wish someone would do for me.
I guess I'm just a bitter old beyotch. It does however make the holidays easier on me. I don't have to worry with getting gifts for the other half, since 'they're just a hallmark ploy".
However I do have to point out... this past Valentine's day... I had just had my neck surgery 3 days before. Was just released from the hospital the day before, but I made my mom stop by Walgreen's (to get my drugs filled - which we could have done through the drive-thru) just so that I could get him a card. Guess it should have been no surprise that I was the only one giving that day. I act like it doesn't bother me, but on the inside, I'm fuming.
So, if there are any men out there reading, buy your wife or significant other a damn card for the holidays, birthdays or JUST BECAUSE! It's the little things that make us happy. I promise.
