Catching Up

These last two weeks just feel like they've been go go GO! for me.  Between family life, work, Sweet Baby K and managing my parents' properties, the days have been filled with non-stop activity.  And I like it.  It is WAY more fun to be busy than it is to lay under the covers and cry all day.

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I have been working my arse off for Sweet Baby K, both in advertising and preparing for two upcoming trade shows.  Last year, my first ever trade show was in the basement of the local library and I was all, "Woo hoo!  I'm in the big leagues now!" (because I didn't know any different).  After navigating my way through the trade show circuit last year and the early part of this fall, I've realized that first little trade show was extremely small potatoes compared to what I'm up for this year.  Sweet Baby K was invited to be a part of the Focus on Christmas show at our local exhibition grounds and, to me, this is HUGE.  I get my own booth...not just a six foot table!

So, in order to fill this booth, I have been creating headbands and hair clips like a mad woman.  The upside is that this means I get to shop for more product and there's nothing I love more than online shopping!

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We are finally bringing in home care for Joel.  They will come twice a day - in the morning to get him ready for school (dressed, washed up, fed etc) and then again at bedtime.  Our mornings/evenings are demanding more from us and we will definitely benefit from the extra time.  And, quite honestly, we've literally wiped his ass for the last 16 years.  I would say we're due for a break, wouldn't you?

Also Kat has started going to a day home on Wednesdays and Thursdays (the days that I work).  The woman has a 16 month old son and two other part time toddlers, so there is LOTS of individual attention.  Plus, we only pay per day that Kat is there.  I had looked at other day homes, but I don't feel like paying for 15 days a month if Kat would only be there for eight.  And I get that it's a source of income for some people, but I also don't like the idea of having to sign a contract or give a month's notice if we were leaving.  She's my daughter, not a f@#king rental unit.

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I chopped all my hair off again.  When I want something, I want it done yesterday.  Today at lunch, I was trying to decide whether to go to the doctor about this troublesome corn on my foot or to go get my hair did.  The hair won.  Back in March, I cut a whopping ten inches off my hair.  The cut was up to my chin.  Today, I got the same cut and the grand total of inches taken off was five.  That's only seven months worth of growth, people.  That is some speedy hair!  I'm just thankful my chin hair doesn't grow at the same rate.

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When I got home from the salon, I wanted to hop in the shower quick, to rinse off all the stray hairs BUT I didn't want to wreck my new do.  I scavenged under my sink to see if I had an errant shower cap hiding in there, but no such luck.  I figured a plastic shopping bag would do just as good of a job.

I stripped off my clothes and began attempting to tie the plastic bag over my hair.  Because the handles were so short (read: because my head is the size of a beach ball), the bag wouldn't stay put on my forehead and kept slipping down passed my chin.  It was at this point that Mike came out of Joel's room and walked passed the bathroom, just in time to see me completely bare-assed, trying to tie a plastic bag over my face.  Through the foggy plastic, I turned in Mike's direction to see him slowly back away while shaking his head.

His only comment was, "I never would have married you if I knew you were into weird shit like that".