piper's sweet mullet

the other day, piper and i were watching a little ellen on tivo while i folded some laundry. we're both big fans of ellen. all the funny...all the silly...all the dancing. oh, and of course, her new shorter hair. she's great.

piper was playing with her baby listening to idol castoff alex lambert...

(loved him, by the way. he sounds just like ray lamontagne. mad about him getting voted off. not mad enough to vote myself, but...)

so anyway, piper was digging his soul ...

"dance, baby, dance!"

and as i was watching, i was thinking about alex's hair and this hair of my daughters...

and i realized, "wow, piper and alex have the very same hair-do..."

they both have sweet mullets.

now i know a lot of people feel like this about mullets:

but i never could rock that t-shirt because her mullet makes such adorable ponytails!

and itty bitty teeny tiny BRAIDS!

i officially dig piper's sweet mullet. and oddly, it makes me like sweet alex lambert's mullet, too.

but i do wish the all business on top would grow a little longer so i wouldn't HAVE to do her hair every day :)

a quick shag

tonight i'm swinging into southy for a quick haircut at shag salon. my beautiful cousin daina got her hair did there, and it looked fffabulous. as it should- shag salon has apparently been featured on E! and MTV, for pete's sake. my husband insists that for our anniversary (the 14th is practically here!) i go some place a little swanky to get my hair cut again. partially because he thinks hairdressers keep mussing my hair up. fair enough. it's quite uneven right now. and it's our 5 year, so i gotta look gooood.


if you recall, i was contemplating going dark (back in MARCH. don't rush into anything, michelle. and the cut i'm going for is somewhere between the victoria beckham and rhianna 'do's in that post), but i'm holding off for now. partially because i'm a wuss, and partially because everyone and their mom thinks i'm going awol for even considering it. any blondes out there go dark?? c'monn, a vote of confidence would be great. so the dark will wait...although low lights are likely on my horizon.

for my anniversary, you may also recall i wanted to go gown shopping. which i did, and do, but considering what it takes to get away from two children for one wholeeee night, and the details involved in having photographs taken and the logistical nightmare it becomes in my head? forget it, i'm opting for a quiet night away, just davey and i. no frills, no fuss. maybe dinner, maybe a movie, and the rest can wait. the dress, the photographs and all can come down the road when i don't have a my plate stacked ridiculously high on a precarious ledge on a windy day. i'm already planning a 10 year mini ceremony. more on that to come :)

we're still heading to oceancliff in newport and renewing our vows to each other, which was the most important thing to us. somewhere, on the cliff walk next to the ocean, or on the grounds at the hotel, or in bed at night, or over breakfast. doesn't matter. maybe you'll get a sneak peek of my vows, and as requested, some more wedding photos (andrea).

less fuss makes me happy. i'm relieved. to not have to think about anything except what i'm wearing to dinner is good for my heart.

hang on- what AM i wearing to dinner?

the results, please.

there are a few reasons why this blog is post-dated for thursday, when clearly it wasn't there yesterday:

1. honestly, i couldn't share a picture of my hair until i stuck my head in the sink and started over. hairdressers for some reason have no concept of styling hair. is this only my experience? my hair is SO thick. SO thick, and they blow dry it as if they want to win the contest to see who can create the most volume. my GOODNESS. so last night as i bathed my children, i went round two on my hair-do to inspire more excitement and less leeriness. with some success, i might add. i think i actually might like it now.

2. however, i do not like pictures of myself. i guess everyone feels that way. in addition, i am having a tiny semi-crisis about looking like a boy/not feeling very feminine (dave is totally going to make fun of me when he reads that. when i told him that last night, he told me i was the sexiest boy he ever saw. haha. i love my husband.). but truly. i had to adjust. actually, i still need to adjust.

3. and really, i was just tired, and feeling kind of ick (hair trauma?) last night, so i had to just lay on the couch, drink tea, and watch LOST and CSI:NY on tivo until i couldn't stay awake any more.

but at long last:
here are a few pictures (i had to take them myself, since dave wasn't home. harder than it should be, isn't it?), so you all of my chroniclers can see (those of you who need to catch up, read this and this).

i admit, it's growing on me (what's with the hair puns?), but it is definitely a shock! ultimately, that's what i wanted, though. it's funny, my own hairdresser would not cut it as short as i wanted. it literally took 3 tries, and a second hair wetting to get it short, and still it's not actually as short as the picture i brought. i guess i wasn't the only nervous one :) but i couldn't come home and have my husband think i chickened out, now could i?!

(drumroll?)
finally- here i am, rocking my new shorty short hair!

my preliminary findings

i don't know what it is with me today. i'm all hyper, and giddy, and chipper, and productive, and patient, and positive, and...hmm- myself.

weird.

i keep trying to figure out if someone slipped me a mickey, or what it is that has gotten me all high on life. there's a few possibilities. these are my preliminary findings:

a. getting some sleep.
last night piper only woke up once, because she was freezing her little biscuits off, and went right back to sleep, and slept until 7:30 this morning. i had forgotten what it was like to have her sleep. it's a distant memory now. because honestly, the night before, she woke up at 12am and i could not get her back to sleep until 2:40am, and i almost hurt her. but for the grace of God, truly. she screamed and screamed and fussed and kept opening my bathrobe up like it was doors to the refrigerator. sorry, no late night snacks, kiddo. haven't done feedings like that for over 6 months. she was adamant about being awake, crying, and trying to eat. and ask me- did feeding her make her simmer down?? ohhhh no. it was bad. luckily, today is a new day. yesterday, i could not muster up the ability to blog anything free of profanity or rude, ungodly thoughts. i'm glad i waited. too many of my relatives read this blog ;)

b. shopping at target.
i managed to find all the things i needed today without having to be one of "those moms" in the store screaming empty threats at my 3 year old. even though elias concluded wearing a diego backpack means it's yours, and proceeded to throw himself on the floor over a diego slip-n-slide, i managed to stay very calm and firm. as if my son needs anything that will make him go any faster or be any more dangerous. he though it was a pool, anyway. "it IS a pool, mum! me bring dis hommmeeee!" there's no talking sense to toddlers, is there? no, you're right elias, i can't read, it must be a pool. my mistake...(eye roll).
so as shallow and terrible as it may be, shopping, even with two small children, brings me great pleasure. i can't explain it. mostly for clothes, especially for elias and piper. even with the tears and the drama, today, i found some of the MOST adorable things for my cutey beauty. just look at how adorable these are! and oh, so affordable!

c. getting my hair cut. YAY! what's better than friends, starbucks, and getting your hair "did"? amber's bringing baby yuuukas (lucas), as elias would say, so i get to chop this hair, and squeeze a bitty baby, and chat without interruption. i love my husband, who makes all these things possible, and gladly. seriously. i am married to THE most amazing man in the world.

so tomorrow- 12:30, new hair, new me! going bold- going short!

SO nervous.

hair update

okay, i admit it. i watch america's next top model. truth be told, there's a lot of shows i would never in a million years watch (american idol and antm, for example), but i'll watch on tivo because i can fast forward through nonsense (ie, paula and that other chick, or cat fights and drama) to the parts i want to see (ie, danny gokey, kris allen, & matt giraud, or the photo shoots and elimination). what can i say, i love me some reality television. but i didn't want to leave some of you stranded (no pun intended), wondering what i was going to do with my hair.

enter: london, from america's next top model.

now- i am SO sick of my hair, i shudder to have to go out into public. so it has to go. FAST. i've put a call in to my girl jenny at j stevens salon in newton, a fabulously talented hairdresser who always did my tresses when i was in college and living in the big city...when i was daring and had all sorts of fun haircuts, to see if she can squeeze me in. but i'll only let jenny do something as crazy as this. so i'm meeting my girl amber up in newton for a starbucks and a legitimate chop, hopefully some time this week. basically, as soon as possible.

the pictures below are what dave votes i do with my hair. he's daring me to go short. SHORT short.

eeekk! am i CRAZY?! i'm so stinking nervous to have my hair this short. but i'm SO desirous of something different, i think i just HAVE to.

(p.s. the dark hair will likely debut in the fall. i forgot that i really do love the blonde of my hair, in the summer especially, so i'll wait on the darkness for fall.

...and so people can recognize me. myself included.)

do i dare...dark hair?

first, thank you all for your feedback on my book list. much appreciated. i love a good book recommendation, and i'm glad that many of you have already read a lot of the books on my list already. now all i have to do is get them and read them all. you know, just real quick :)


now. on to one of my new musings: hair styles and hair color.

as i lay awake at night, as i often do after my sleep is interrupted, i have been seriously contemplating dying my hair brown. or dark brown. or even black. as most of you know, i'm a natural blonde. so this is not a decision to be taken lightly.

here are some of my considerations/thoughts/ramblings:

cameron did it, and she looks great...so i'm thinking maybe i can, too? all i need is someone who has done it and has eventually discovered their natural hair color again. because i really do like the blonde i have- it's multi-faceted in colors and natural highlights; it's not ugly or ratty or anything. it's just boring me right now. who says blonde's have all the fun?! we have to feel all torn up and worried about dying our hair!


if i go dark, i want to chop my hair while i'm at it. well, truth is, i'm still torn about long versus short. in theory i want to have long hair, especially now that i've been enlightened on how celebs get those waves thanks to jessi's new flat iron trick, but my hair is so heavy and so difficult when it's long, and i'm always just sweeping it into a ponytail. but don't we miss the ponytail when it's gone as moms?! what to do, what to do...

but here are some scantily clad famous ladies who have hair similar to what i'm thinking in terms of length. if i was smart and had grabbed that random adorable girl i saw in starbucks, i would have just thrown her picture up here, but i was a wuss and i was trying to have a conversation with my friend, leelee, so i missed my chance.

there you have it. i just don't know if i have the guts to dye it. which is mostly why i'm pretty much daring myself and calling myself a fairy/ninny/loser/wimp and the such.

feedback??