Hypocrite

So I imagine that everyone has been a hypocrite at one time or another. Or at least I start this post off by saying that to make me feel better. I recently had an experience where I was a TOTAL HYPOCRITE, and within a very short period of time. This past New Year's Eve our little family was invited to friends house for a celebration. The food, company, and atmosphere was incredibly fun. We all had a great time. The first game of the evening was a white elephant exchange.

Now I have always had a difficult time with these because they never seem to turn out right. Doesn't it seem like you can never get everyone on the same page? Some people bring nice stuff and some silly stuff. Some times people just bring crap that is neither funny or fun. So these are always a bit of a stress for me. Just the week before Jeff's work had an exchange and there was a $30 base which helped. Jeff wanted to go fun, so he bought $30 worth of bathroom cleaning supplies. Silly but at the end of the day you wouldn't feel jipped, everyone should clean their bathroom more often. He picked up a Blue Ray copy of Inception. He said only one loser brought a dud gift.

So here I am at the party discussing my reservations about white elephants and how I hate the people who can't have fun and really fight over a gift or get their feelings hurt. HA! So Jeff and I brought some cheap gifts that had been sitting around in the closet for awhile. Someone brought a complementary airplane travel kit. Another gift was homemade jam, and someone else brought a leftover youth conference tshirt and wristband, (genius!) Then it happened. A lovely friend of mine brought a brand new bottle of COCO MADEMOISELLE by Chanel! SERIOUSLY! First of all this is a super expensive perfume, so props to her for not selling it on craigslist. Secondly, this is my favorite perfume. NO LIE! Not that I owned any cause it was too expensive. I only seem to have it in me to own one really nice perfume at a time. (This causes me a small amount of stress and confusion because I only wear perfume on two occasions, for church and for "romantic times," as you can imagine I do not like that these two occasions smell the same. Bad association.)

So long story short, I was not on my best behavior. It did not get ugly at all, but that was because everyone in the room could have cared less, and I suspect they all knew that I was the type of girl to make things ugly. You know like the type of girl I was just talking about at the beginning of the post. Yup, I am a hypocrite, but at least I smell really good.

A Hazy Shade of Winter

Besides being one of my favorite songs, whether by S&G or the Bangles, this title also perfectly describes the weather today. We are again stuck at home due to poorly plowed roads. (Which I guess is okay cause Max still has a bad cough. ) A few months ago at the associate store I came across a baby pool and some ball pitt balls for half price and decided to buy them. Instead of opening them right away, or even saving them for Christmas, I decided to save them for a snow day. Job well done Emily! Mae loves to hand us the balls one at a time. She would empty the whole pool one ball at a time if we let her. It's a little OCD. Max just likes to dive in. I have already had to stop him from jump in from the fireplace.

Snow Day

No going out today. So we are watching Baby Mcdonald and Jeff is frying up some bacon. Should be a good day.

My Max

So at times I may complain about him, but I adore my Max. He is the sweetest kid you will ever meet. Yesterday we got his hair cut at the beauty school and he patiently sat through the whole 30+min appointment even thought it was obvious he wasn't having a good time. Sometimes I just stare at him thinking about how amazing he is. I love watching him do the simplest things like putting his shoes on. He is currently curled up right next to me on the couch with his puppy, blanket, and jedi knight doggy cause he isn't feeling well. It breaks my heart when he gets sick cause it is just so pathetic.

Who wouldn't want to go to Vegas tomorrow?

The one guy who is going there, my dad. I just spoke to him and there is not a man alive who is less enthused about his upcoming work trip. I tried to point out the better weather, to which he reminded me that it freezes in Vegas in the winter. I asked about the hotel, suggested activities and shopping but no go. The guy is not happy. Why are these opportunities wasted on those who don't want them? When I suggested that he use the time to shop for my parents upcoming anniversary, (I let him know the location of Tiffany's, Cartier, and the Department 56 store,) but he let me know that the 34th wedding anniversary is the Big Screen T.V. anniversary. He said he read it in Hallmark or something. Hmmmm must be a newer list.

What anniversary are you celebrating this year? (We are going for eight years this summer.) What is the appropriate gift for that anniversary. (Eight would be bronze or pottery.)

Wouldn't you like to be in Vegas tomorrow?

Have you ever had to go someplace you were dreading for work? (and no, your everyday work place does not count.)

Bad Hair Day

Poor Mae. She has some seriously nasty cowl licks in her hair. Both are super strong, right on the front hair line, and lie on either side of where she would have bangs, (but not far enough to the sides to have bangs.) Sure there are worse things to be born with. She is healthy and strong, but as a woman I feel her hair pain. She will always suffer hair stress.

Fairy

Good Associate Store purchase. But don't let the outfit fool you. She is more Maleficent then Flora, Fauna and Merriweather.