Random April Stuff

**I knew it. I knew in those warm December weeks that we'd be paying for it come spring.  Here we are--paying for it with interest.

**I've been lurking around a lot in Home Depot.  Ever since Brendan gave me the fantastic idea of turning our mud room into a greenhouse, I've been that one weird plant lady in the houseplant aisle that's like talking to other "planties", falling in love with banana trees, and stalking the annual flowers until they come out in the 6 packs.  I have 12 flower boxes to fill outside..and I'm waiting for this darn winter to be over.

**I *just* learned that I CAN do a sock bun in my hair.  After convincing myself my hair was too thin, too short, etc. I met an awesome chick with a big thick bun (NOT to be confused with big, thick bunS).  After I praised her hair, she let me in on her secret and then I demanded a demo.  Sock bun will be my new day 2 or 3 hair style coming up.

**After thinking I was going to tan this summer...I've decided NOT to.  I'm going to learn to embrace and love my pale self.  Anyway, if haven't you heard, pale is the new tan!  I'm just too sad to tan and then see the freckles, melasma, spots that pop up.  So, yes, get ready for some pics this summer of white cellulite in shorts.  It's going to be awesome.

**My parents come in 3 weeks.  Can't.  Wait.  10 days of mom-laughter and the corniest dad jokes ever.  The other day a little package came in the mail.  I was like, Hey, what's this?  And the return address said, "Sephora"  whuuuuu?  Turns out my dad just wanted to send me a little "I love you" gift.  Melt.  Thanks Duey. (That's what I call him when feeling affectionate.  One time, during teenager life I called him a bastard to his face.  How I still have a head, I'll never know.  Sorry about that, Dad.  I love you.)

**I've been a crafting F O O L lately.  Nothing that grandiose, however.  I'm sure I'll do a post.  And I'm pretty sure you can't wait for it.

**My lady friends from high school and I are meeting up in June.  We aren't sure where we are staying, but we are meeting.  We haven't been together in four years, which just seems impossible.  Things I plan on doing with them: smelling them, flat ironing their hair, doing makeup, wrapping one of them up in a blanket and cradling her because she's like my baby sister, wrestling one of them, having a funky dance party with all of them, crying together, all of us smushing on the couch watching a movie, taking completely stupid pictures, and then sobbing when we all leave.  And there will be gifts.  And so much laughter it's like a 72 hour abs class.

**Brixton has been so funny lately.  His newest thing is to mess his diaper and then place the blame on someone else.  Usually I'll say, "Did you poop?" and he'll say, "Digger" as though his digger did it.  When I ask him what he wants for breakfast he says, "chicken, fries, pizza"  which makes me feel like an utter mother failure.  But since I tickle him when he says those things, maybe that's why he keeps asking for them.  (??)

Have a fab week.  You deserve it.