Do You Need a New ‘Do?

Are you going to Chicago for Blogher next month? Don’t you think a new hairstyle would make it the best trip EVER?

If so, check out this contest hosted by Susan, Heather and Danielle. It’s pretty damn awesome, so don’t dilly-dally! Leave your submission in the comments section of one of the above ladies’ posts before midnight on July 3rd.

And what do I have to do with this contest? I’m a Very Important Judge, chicas. From Susan’s post:

All entries will be judged by the lovely ladies of Sparrow and by the super-talented Whoorl of Hair Thursday. Don’t even try sucking up to them; they’re hard core about this hair thing. Seriously.

You see? I’m hard core about this hair thing. And super-talented. BWAHAAAHAAAAA.

(However, I do accept monetary bribes.)

(FINE. I don’t accept bribes. Sheesh.)

I Think I’m in Love: Dauphine T-strap Sandals

$68 (on sale!), J. Crew

This is my sandal of the summer. I bought both silver and gold, and will probably have either pair on my feet the majority of this season. Maxi dresses, Bermuda shorts, flirty skirts, summer-weight chinos…these babies will go with anything!

Palm Springs!

Well, it’s time to re-pack my bags and head out to Palm Springs for sun, swimming and a little relaxation. When I mentioned to Wito that we were leaving for Palm Springs to see his beloved great-grandparents, he dashed out of the room and returned looking like this:

I think he is more excited than his mama.

Have I mentioned that he refuses to stand within 5 feet of a pool without some sort of flotation device cocooned around his body? Unfortunately, he had a falling-into-a-pool accident last summer and “fearless” is not one of the words I would use to describe his poolside approach. (However, put the kid near the ocean and he’s balls to the wall. Go figure.)

In the Past Five Minutes, I Have:

1. Put the salad croutons in the refrigerator and the opened salad dressing in the pantry.

2. Filled a sippy cup per Wito’s request, but handed him a pack of swim diapers instead. The sippy cup could be anywhere at this point.

3. Received an email requesting my Brita FFG post that was due LAST MONDAY.

4. Spent 2,718 wasted breaths on a beach ball that I wasn’t depressing properly while blowing up, thus NO AIR WAS GOING INTO THE BALL.

Am I the only one experiencing massive brain fartage today?

My Muse

I’m not entirely sure how to follow that one up, except to say that I really lucked out in the father department. If he lived in California, we would be a movie-making FORCE. Did I mention I have additional footage from our candy expedition? After we returned from the grocery store, Ron and I had an impromptu interview of sorts. We dove into the specific reasons for each candy choice, which somehow morphed into an analogy using M&M’s to describe the current economic situation. Riveting shit, I tell you.

I would love to show you this footage except for one tiny issue. I’m back in California now, which means I no longer have any family members keeping Wito occupied while I feverishly edit and create videos. Also, I’m sick. Wito’s sick. IT’S REALLY EXCITING OVER HERE.

We’re going to take a nap, but y’all enjoy your day, ya hear?

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