One thing that I have come to appreciate at Mo’s school is the ease of drop off and pick up. You just roll up to the front door and lovely teacher comes out, opens your door, unbuckles your kid and plucks them out. At the end of the day, you roll up, another teacher comes out with your child in hand, opens the door, and deposits them in the car. It’s a great system, but like most systems, there is a flaw.
My hair was just that — hair, not something I worried about much until I needed to get it touched up or trimmed. DH and I were dating — I was a junior in college, he was in law school — and he invited me to a formal. Being the broke college student that I was, I was in a pinch on getting my hair done. Somehow I had finagled a dress, but hadn’t budgeted for a trip to the salon. At least, I couldn’t afford to get the full on relaxer that I so desperately needed. And somehow, I had gone 20 years not knowing that I could have picked up a $5 box kit of Dark and Lovely at K-Mart off of Bypass Rd. So, I decided to just cut it.
And from then on, my hair became an entity unto itself. Once it was cut, I just let it do it’s own thing which I quickly found out was to just spiral around and around.
Much like Christy, I really don’t put much stock into the whole “New-Year-New-Me” mentality. I’ve tried it. I told myself that I would floss more, eat more fish, eat less dessert, work out more, goof off less, blah, blah, blah. I mean, seeing as I am the quintessential Virgo personality, New Year’s like a fresh start bonanza, but this year, I’m done with self-improvement. It’s all about maintaining the status quo.
So, we have one television. We’ve had only one television for a number of years, actually, and it works for us. We try not to let the girls watch to much TV, but it’s not because we think it rots their brains. It’s more of the house could be falling down around their ears and they would turn up the volume on the set because they couldn’t hear Olivia’s dialogue over the crashing of support beams.