1) I HAZ NEW DESIGN!! I don't know about you guys, but I freakin' HATED that fake-wood header that's been trolling around here lately. HATED it. So for my birthday, I bought myself a new one. The lovely folks over at sweetblog did it for me. (If you're reading this from a feed, click over to check out the new header!)
2) I enjoyed a lovely, if boring, 33rd birthday. It was basically just another day at home with my kids, except, you know, I BATHED. We had Olive Garden for dinner and I came home with two bottles of their salad dressing so now I basically never need to go back there ever again.
3) Since it was my birthday and I've committed myself to doing it (because it really is going to amount to something COOL some day), I had Dave take a picture again of my naked face. 33 was NOT a good year for my skin. Apparently I get to be 13 all over again, only this time with more wrinkles.
4) Here I am 20 minutes later under the protective glow of maybelline and bright lights.
Makeup! It's what's for dinner old people!
5) Today has been an exceptionally rough day with the kids. I'm not sure why except for that I know it's me and not them. They're just being whiners brats kids. It probably has something to do with the fact that this the first spring break we've spent in Washington and it's been pouring buckets and we all have cabin fever. (cough) REDRUM (cough)
6) Genoa is still fighting her nap and I'm starting to get depressed about it. It not only causes a Huge! Daily! Battle! of Wills! between us, but I depend on her nap for both my sanity and my ability to get any work done during the day. On good days she'll sleep until 7:30 in the morning and take a two-hour afternoon nap, which means by waking up at the ass crack of dawn, I get about 3.5 hours of time to myself every day. If she gives up the nap? I'll be lucky to finish this book in a YEAR (which is more than twice as long as I've been working toward). I'm so frustrated by this development that I could honestly cry.
** Have you seen this video yet? Because I love it so much that I sometimes overhear my kids singing, "It's business time!"