A few years ago my hairdresser left town and I have not liked anything done to my hair since. I had one that came close and she warranted a few trips back, but I just really always wanted to go somewhere knowing I can say 'do what you want' and have it turn out being something you like. I wanted Kelly back!!
The Rock (CS husband) was at lunch one day and guess who he ran into, yep Kelly, she informed him she was back in town. I was so elated when mom told me this, I asked mom where she was and she said the Rock didn't ask. WHAT?!! So I sent mom on a mission to find out. She called her previous place of employment but we never got anywhere. Somewhere out there is a woman that can do my hair damn it!!
A few weeks later mom called to let me know The Rock ran into Kelly again only this time he got the much needed information..YAY!! I called a couple weeks ago and got myself an appointment for myself, I waited and waited. Finally the time came yesterday for me to walk in, sit down, and say do whatever:)
This is what I ended up with
It really does look great. I cannot take a decent picture for some reason.
This is the first time in about three years I have lightened my hair. Cookie and the Diva don't like it. To that I say who cares, Peepers and I do!!

UPDATE: I went to tan yesterday and they had someone there working on that damn door lock. Still if I get placed in that bed I will be leary about locking that door.

Help me

Okay a generic version cuz of limited time.

I went to tan yesterday, the first time in about three years. The little girl was very friendly and helpful. She let me take in extra towels and cleaner because I will not tan unless I too can clean my bed before hand. Anyway she showed me all the operating buttons and how to lock my door. she left and I locked the door behind her and got into the bed. Fast forward to me being done and ready to leave, I unlocked the door and it will not open. Shit!! I fiddle with the lock about another minute (seemed like 10) still cannot get out. I started yelling over the wall, no help came. Messed with the lock a bit more, still nothing. Yelling over the wall , NOTHING!!! About five minutes into my ordeal and in panic mode (the walls are closing in) the nice little girl finally comes to my door and asks if I need help. Why yes, I do, I am locked in here. She finally gets the door open after some prying and says to me, 'oh, this door sticks sometimes.' YOU THINK!! It took me several minutes to recover. Needless to say if I get that bed again, I will not be locking the door.

Cooking my brain

This was sent to me in an e-mail from The Rock. It's pretty wild, we have gotten rid of our land line, makes you think about using that cell phone.
click on this link to see what cell phones can do to popcorn POPCORN!?

Note to The Keeper: you know we've got to do this.

Who is the Hottie?

Last night I signed onto Facebook and was looking through the daily jabber when I stumbled upon these pictures of a friend that was tagged. I opened the pictures to see what they were all about, by the time I got to the second picture I had tears and nearly peed myself from laughing so hard. I had to call her up and tell her how hilarious I found these pictures. I am still laughing today as I am typing this. BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Can you guess who this is?

Does that pose look familiar? Maybe this will help.Yes, this is my lovely friend The Keeper.
She and a few others on Facebook have declared picture war. I am quit worried on what may come out of this but it is funny as shit. (I have never known shit to be funny, just an expression)

To the Keeper: REMBER you gave me the go ahead when I said I was doing this.

Lack of post, sorry.
I have been trying to work ahead in school. You see, I scheduled my Florida vacation to coincide with my Spring Break. Well, in looking at the calendar I noticed my Spring Break is the following week so I have to get work done before I leave for the classes I will miss and also have done what will be due when I get back. Oh well, hopefully it will be worth it (sunny and warm every day:))

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On another note:
I have been doing good on my quest to get a half way decent bathing suit body (at least one I can live with) . I took a nap on Saturday and woke up thinking, it's Valentine's Day, one little Resee's will not hurt too bad. I was on my way to the kitchen to ask Cookie to go buy me one when he pulls this out

THREE POUNDS of SOLID CHOCOLATE!!!!

I have to admit, Peepers and I have eaten a little of this, I am not quit sure what to do with all of this. How long does chocolate keep? It used to never last long around here before but I am showing great willpower:)

What is it?

Peepers has started a preschool program. Yay, we are so proud of her. She loves it.

Well yesterday I picked her up and was handed her papers that she has been working on. When we got home Peepers and I went through these papers and there was much praise. I am trying to keep her excited about this experience and instilling in her see how proud I am, so she picked one to hang on the refrigerator.

This was her choice, I wasn't sure what it was suppose to be. I was just proud that she glued a strip of paper and some straws on a piece of paper all by herself.





After a few hours of this hanging on the fridge Peepers was talking about toothbrushes and I was asking,'What, you want to brush your teeth?'
She replied, 'NO, my toothbrush,' as she pointed to the picture. I would have never guessed it.
I thought to myself, okay I see it now. I was even more proud, my daughter actually constructed something (her first put together project at school):)

My Ba-Don-K-Donk is going nowhere!!!

I have been so proud of my progress in the BBS, in all I have lost 12 lbs.
The only problem with this is looking in the mirror:

The thunder thighs - check, still there:(
The ba-don-k-donk butt - check, still there, SHIT!
The muffin top - check, still there minus 1 (only 1) inch, now come on

You wanna guess what is gone and missing? Yep, the only place I seem to have lost an ounce, the breast, which now resemble the ant hills I sported in school. Are you kidding me, WTF? Why can I not pick and choose where the weight goes from. What am I going to do with the awesome VS bras I just bought in October? Stuff them?!!haha.

I am still not giving up hope. I plan on continuing this journey because I have already bought some new summer clothes for my new body that should be here soon because there isn't much left to go up top.

Happy Birthday Mom

I have a place reserved
Just for you in my heart
Because in my life
You'll always be a part

Wherever you are
What ever you do
Remember there is someone
Who cares and loves you
Happy Birthday!!!

Happy Birthday Mom!!! Sorry for being so generic but my computer time has been consumed by research.
I love you all the same:)