Asians Are Beautiful…

7 Jul

Went and got my haircut today.  It was looking a bit mullet-y.

I love the floor at the place I get my haircut.  It’s cement w/tiny spots and then a thick glaze over top.  I would love, love, love to have that in my house (especially my new kitchen) but I’m told by Mick that it’s for new construction only (cause our house isn’t strong enough for the heaviness of it).  Bum deal! 

After my cut, I came home and made little Brucee take a picture.  Sorry for all the bra strap.

 

I wanted him to take a picture looking down so I made him get up on a stool.  Under his breath, he said, “Dangerous…..”.  I made him do it anyways.  It’s not like I was asking him to get up on the roof. 

I’m sure you’ve notice the tat on the back of my neck.  My dad says it’s dirt and has tried to rub it off.  Oh Dad…

Trouble’s a brewin’ at my place because I just picked up the True Blood, Season 3 from the library.  I’m not going to get anything done in the next 7 days… no cooking, cleaning or exercising… (not really)

 

Ate a little Clif Bar (oatmeal raisin…YUMMM..should have ate 3). 

Decided I’d take a little run today.  Put on my SR shirt and took off for a 3.5 mile run (8:07 average pace).  NO MUZIC!!!  Crazy, I know, cause I always run with music but I wanted to know what it’d feel like to run “hands free”.   The whole run, all I could think about was how good my hair smelled from all the product the hairdresser put in my hair.

Got home, lifted my running skirt to get my boys’ attention.  I embarrass them…It’s okay because we live in the country.

Stole the 4-wheeler from one of my cute little skids… 

  

Brucee asked about my SR shirt.  Asked if that’s why I wanted to move to Southern California (cause I told him I always wanted to move to NC or South California).  I said that’s where all the beautiful people lived, half joking, of course.  He thought about this and said, “no, all the beautiful people are Asian”.   This kid is a frickin’ hoot!!

Heard a ruckus in the basement and as usual, the boys had torn up yet another room and moved my furniture around to make a “slap ball” court.  Not sure what the point of the game is but it’s very loud.

Poor little Bella.  Her tummy is making horrible noises.  This happens every week or so.  I only feed her her dog food and water so I don’t know what her deal is. 

To wrap up the evening, the boys and I went to watch their dad’s two softball games.  Since the games got done early, went to the local bar for dinner and drinks.  I only had one margarita so I didn’t overdo it. 

Night POOPY Pants!!

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