On Monday, I got a make-over from my friend Andrea. She is now selling Mary Kay and she did an awesome job. I promised her I would start wearing lipstick...sometimes...okay--once in a long while. Andrea is one of the hippest, cutest girls I know and the make up is really cool--definately not the pink-cadillac Mary Kay image I had in mind. Here is a picture of the new me. Forgive me for the blatant glamour-shot look of this photo and for the fact that I'm too lazy to crop it.
On Tuesday, I had a birthday dinner at Nordstrom with my neighborhood friends. My friend Lori (who also had a March b-day) and I chose to go to Nordstrom cafe. Great company, great bisque, great shoes purchased during the excursion--and great warning from my friend Marni about dating older men--just in case I ever find myself in that situation! This photo is actually from my friend Kristen's b-day dinner because I didn't have my camera that night.
On Wednesday, I volunteered at Luke's school. He's only in kindergarten and he's already ashamed of me. I wave at him and he looks away. Yet, he still loves it when I come. It is so weird to see him as a "real person" at school interacting with other kids.
I already told you how I hate the dentist. On Thursday I had to get a crown--one of the worst experiences of my life. I dry-heaved twice with his hands in my mouth. As the hour progressed I got more and more ticked that I was sitting there, with him hurting me. As I was leaving, I said to him, "I don't know why they send people to prison--they should just send them to the dentist everyday." I wasn't joking when I said it and now I feel bad. Should I apologize? The best is I got to pay $700 bones on my way out and come back in three weeks--thanks for the good time!
Thurday night I went to activity days. Friday morning I had my kids Easter pictures taken (I will share those soon!) Friday afternoon I went to the mall and did a bunch of returns and bought this stuff at Janie and Jack: (Much like the pink and brown at Gymboree, I like to choose one line and just ride it.)
This is all in addition to my "normal activities"--ballet for Sammie, soccer for Luke, carpool, preschool, etc. Sam is so tired of my evening activites. I'm now on house arrest. but aren't those sandals to die for?