DOH!

Three days in and I've already failed. Crap.

Does it count for anything that the reason I didn't post yesterday was because I was having such a great day that I got caught up in the fun and forgot about everything else?

Had a lovely lunch with friend Sue (Indian food! Yay!), a little bit of impromptu shopping, followed by a complete disregard for work and other grown-up responsibilities, some leisurely needle-work and then dinner at an Ethiopian restaurant with Brian and Mimi. Mmmmmmmmmm.

Erin-the-marvelous came to baby sit the Mighties, much to their delight. When I picked them up from school the first question Cate asked was "Is Erin in the car?" No, sweetie. I don't keep her in the glove box. Sorry. Jack asked if they were going to have a sleep-over with Erin, and when I told him that NO, Daddy and I were just going out to dinner and we would be home later that night, Ava suggested that perhaps we should go out for dinner more often. Like every night.

We had dinner at this awesome place called Tana in Anaheim. I guess it has been there for a while, but we had no idea even though we had been searching for an Ethiopian restaurant closer than LA. We went with a group from our church: the "Foreign Foods Friday" bunch. Normally I'm not a big participator in extra-curricular church activities, but the lure of Ethiopian food was too strong........however the group turned out to be full of charming, interesting people and it was really nice to get to know them a bit better. It turns out that they don't meet during the summer, so we will have to wait until Fall to get together again, but I must confess I am looking forward to it.

Look at me getting all churchy on you! If I write about joining a bible study group y'all know what to do.......

Plan for the Day

Today I am playing hooky from grown-up obligations. Instead, this is what I am going to do:

1. Sleep late (check!)
2. Eat waffles for breakfast (check!)
3. Enjoy a leisurely morning noodling around on the internet (check!)
4. Meet Lauren and Vi for lunch and shopping
5. Get a pedicure
6. Pick up kids
7. Have dinner -I'm thinking this would be a good evening for take out
8. Play Candyland and eat popcorn
9. Watch the Daily Show with my husband and do a little recreational needlework. (That kind of reads like I'm planning to shoot some heroin. Actually I'm just embroidering a dress for a friend's kid.)

I know. You wish you were me. And, for once, I really can't blame you.

Land of the Lost

It's been a while since I last posted, a fact that has been niggling away at me. In an effort to turn over a new and more productive leaf I am going to commit to posting something every day for the month of June and we'll just see where this leads us. As I want to post every day I will warn all those who are still reading my blog (are there any such people? I mean, besides my mom?) that the topics of discussion will stray away from THE CHILDREN from time to time. Which might actually make it a little more interesting, who knows?

So here is the topic for today: Should I dye my hair?

I know, it's really more of a question than a "topic", but feel free to chime in and leave your opinions. Here are my thoughts and counterthoughts:

1. I want to be BLONDE! Or, maybe not truly BLONDE!, but at least lighter than I am now. I'm thinking this will help to disguise the ever growing number of grey hairs and thus make me look more young and vibrant. Like something out of an Anthropologie catalogue.
REBUTTAL: I'm not sure a lighter color will really help with the inevitable greying of my pate. And besides, even if my hair was lighter I would still not look like the young, vibrant image I have in my head. She weighs about 100 lbs less and has better cheek bones.

2. It's just hair. It will grow back. Why not have fun?
REBUTTAL: Yes, it will grow back but I always underestimate just how long and *painful* that process is. We're talking years.

3. Don't be so serious. Be wild. Be daring.
REBUTTAL: Wild and daring are both good (not that serious is bad, mind you). But is coloring my hair really a good measure of this? Or is it just vanity? Is this a behavior I want my children, especially my girls, to see me practice? Doesn't it just reek of dissatisfaction with myself? Not exactly a positive attitude. Perhaps the more daring and wild thing would be to flaunt society's notion of what constitutes a "beautiful" woman and go with what I've got. Perhaps I have better things to do with my time and energy?

As I said, feel free to share your opinions. Although, I might have just talked myself out of it. Sigh.