Three Things Thursday

It has been a whirlwind of tears, party dresses, girls night, angry orchard, running, bed time stories, and hair cuts in the L house. Do you ever wish things would just slow down? Would the crazy mom please raise her hand?!


1. We are exactly 4 weeks away from our childless beach vacation. I am so looking forward to a week of laying on the beach, no cell phone, no tv, just me and the ocean, a book and a umbrella drink.

2. I am 12 weeks aways from my next race. This time I am going to try something new. It's a new thing called TRAINING. Yep, who would have thought? It's go time. Plus this race is in STL. What a better place to run than your home town with friends and family cheering you on.

3. I'd like to reserve a special place in heaven for my husband. He has really stepped it up these last weeks. I recently changed my schedluled to work 4 ten hour days. which means mommy leaves for work at 5am. READ: daddy gets H up and ready for school. Did I mention H is NOT a morning person? yes, poor daddy.

Hannah's LR Party

So, we've been in LR for four years. H is 3. She's never had a LR birthday party. We've always had them in STL. The STL parties usually turn into a Mike and Amie are in town, everyone come over and party.

 

Proof is in the Post. H's 1st birthday party recap HERE and her 2nd birthday party HERE

 

I must have been crazy, planning a birthday party is hard when it's at your house.  Especially two parties. H's Bday is July 29. Just in time for my birthday hangover to be over.  Unfortunately the only free weekend to have the parties were back to back. Yep, round two next weekend.

 

I'm going to go ahead and apologize for the excessive photo's.

 

When I asked H what kind of birthday party she wanted, of course she said "Caliou" Just when I think she's over Caliou, she pipes right up with "Mamma, can I watch Caliou"

Thankfully there isn't a lot of Caliou party supplies. I mean, I looked for 2.5 seconds and couldn't find one thing. So we moved on to the next option.

 

PLAY-DOH party!

 

I immediately went to pinning all things play- doh on pinterest.

 

I found ModernBeautiful on Etsy.

I was totally impressed with the invites.

 

My plan was to make play doh and send everyone home with homemade play doh, but I'll just be honest. I ran out of time and energy and went with the store bought some.

 

warning, here comes the photo overload.

 

 

Please excuse Manny, he take's his "watching for guest" job very serious.

 

I got the gift bag idea from pinterest. The kids LOVE taking a balloon home.

 

 

H has sat in the little red rocking chair every year to open her Bday gifts...I hope one day she'll use it on her kids.

Play Doh table. The kids had a fun playing but I have to be honest. Once the bounce house showed up... They were like play doh what?

 

Priceless...

 

I can't believe she's three!

 

Happy Birthday baby girl.

Let's talk about Hair

So, we all know how crazy I am about my hair. It has taken me every bit of 7 years to train M.
When it rains, I am not going outside. Can't get the hair wet. If it starts raining while we are out, yes I will ransack the car and use ANYTHING to cover my hair. Even if that means you have to take your shirt off so I can wrap it around my head. (not really but in case of an emergency wear two shirts)

I've even have my friends on board.

 

Now that's true friendship. But I do want to mention that they were EQUALLY concerned about their hair getting wet.

I don't know where I got this "can't get my hair wet" issue. My mom thinks she ruined us and should have just let us get in the pool with all of the other kids. But what ev. I just don't like to get my hair wet unless it's getting washed by my awesome beautician.

No, my hair will not fall out.
No I won't instantly look like Celie from the color purple if I get my hair wet.
Yes I have a ton of THICK hair. When it gets wet it gets crazy. Just think of Bozo the clown. Yep that's me.
I don't know how people wash their hair and blow dry it EVERYDAY!  ain't nobody got time for that!


I digress

So when we found out we were having a girl. I instantly thought, dreamed, prayed that  H would have "good" hair. Read: white people hair, can get it wet everyday and she won't have to go to the beauty shop with me every week. Some say I'm vain, but these things are important.

H was born with a FULL head of hair.

 

As the months went by I kept waiting for H's hair to "change" and it never did. It just kept growing and growing and growing.

 

She has beautiful hair. And Yes she can get it wet everyday.(THANK YOU JESUS)

So the the reason for this post? I've been on a wild goose chase to find her the best shampoo. Let's be honest. I've never bought shampoo. This is all so new. I asked my beautician and she recommend this:

Really? Could they not have found a different name?  Mixed Chicks? Check them out here.
I used this on H's hair last night and I do have to say she had bunchy healthy curls this morning.

Winner Winner Chicken Dinner!

Whatever Wednesday

Happy Hump Day!! Friday I can smell you.

It's Wednesday, beauty shop day! My hair is SCREAMING for a relaxer! Look out kinka babies! I'm going to be swinging my hair like a white girl or covering that shit with a Kroger's bag-Rain IS in the forecast.

Wednesday also means it American Idol night!

Yes, I watch it and M does too. He acts like he doesn't but he really does. Did anyone watch last week? Did every guy shed a tear? dang a bunch of titty babies. What about this guy?

source

Poor baby was right when he said he was  "socially awkward". bless his little heart. The judges seem to love him, even Evil Nicki Minaj.

It's also Ash Wednesday, which means A. It's lent so I have to start watching my mouth and B. no more sweets for 40 days. womp womp.

I'm not sure if you saw it on the WORLD news. I'm sure it was announced on MSN.com
BIG TIME BENTON High school won 1st place in the UCA Cheer Competition! You can check them out Here.
While that did tug on my heart a little tiny bit. I stopped myself from pulling out all of my old Cheer video's, pictures and uniform. Those were some good times.

And just because she so dang cute!

Monday Mumbles

Monday,

Why You Treat Me So Bad, yep bringing that song back. Apparently it's Way Back Week. The pimple face dweeb at Wal-Mart totally called me out for buying NSYNC Home for Christmas album. I couldn't resist $5.00. It's a good CD.

So Monday showed its ugly face at 3am. Poor H was coughing up her lunch, dinner, milk and what's left of her lungs. Poor girl can't get over this cough. I can't remember the last time we've slept in our bed alone through the night.

I stayed up way to late boozing it with the cool kids writing Christmas cards and singing Tina Turner Style to my new NSYNC CD.


So needless to say, when I walked into work and only stayed 17minutes it was for the best. It would have taken 1.5 seconds for one person to look at me wrong and it would be on like donkey kong. No sleep and no running eqauls. Shaniqua...A.K.A. My alter ego. She's exisit. just ask M every month around the 4th. BE SCARED.

Thankfully, I was able to get H into the doctor this morning. Why is it when you take a sick child to the doctor the minute they walk into the door all symptoms are GONE. H was practically skipping and singing  "Walking on Sunshine" I mean happy as poor folks on the first of the month. So of course the doctor was like "um, what are her symptoms?

So I pretty much paid $25.00 for her to think I'm an idiot, 3 Blues Clue Stickers and for her to tell me my child is beautiful. I'm in the WRONG business. She chalked it up to allergies. Now we wait for the pharamist to rape call me to pick up H's $45.00 antibiotics. Again Monday, "why you treat me so bad?"


I'm usually all for taking a "recharge day with H" but today was our Christmas party. Don't worry, I let M know how I always make sacrifices,miss the fun stuff, let our child use my shirt as a Kleenex, birth her, got stretch marks, etc then I slowed my roll because I remember he hasn't seen the CC bill or BOUGHT my Christmas gift. I kid I kid...


So here we are watching The Wizard of OZ for the 43,256 time today. H now has a "Toto in a basket" and she sings and dances "follow the yellow brick road" as she laps the living room. I DIE! It's totally worth siting at home eating my weight in Christmas cookies and playing with H. I could clean the shit storm that went through my home but I wouldn't want to hurt myself. Plus my nails are still a little wet.

Three Things Thursday

1.

I'm home with a sick baby, a baby with a fever a teething toddler. Bless her heart. She had a 101 temp this morning. I'm chalking it up to the 3 I-Teeth that are ALL coming in at once. I noticed some coughing and sneezing but I chalked that up to cheap perfume. The sitter called me just as I finished coffee klatch at the office. I wasn't really feeling work today anyway. So she didn't have to tell me twice.

 

My little sweetie is running a fever but you wouldn't know it. So here we are eating popsicles and watching Brave. Which is adorable watching with a 2 year old. She keeps say "ooh...Amazing"

 

When M gets home tonight and the house is still a mess and realizes its take out for dinner I'll tell him I was too busy blogging giving H tender love and care all day. When duty calls...

 

2.

Let's play. "Guess Amie's Race Time"  It all comes down to one race. All this hard work, all this training, all the nights of trading beer & wine for water... wait that never happened. My goal has always been to finish in under 2 hours. That was before the "Granny Hip" kicked in. Now I just want to finish the race. I'm scheduled to see a doctor after the race to see what's really going on. Until then I will rely on M and his "professional advice" and BIO FREEZE .  So after the race we are headed to Beale Street for a girls night out. I'll be the one  wreaking of menthol wearing my compression socks. YEP My Milk Shake brings all the boys to the yard!!!

 

3.

Despite everything that is going on right now. I am feeling very blessed. Going to STL for Thanksgiving was just what I needed. I got to spend some great time with Marcia, Jaimie , Renee, and I tried to stalk Stacey but she was too busy popping out a 9pound adorable baby boy (congrats). I absolutely love these girls. Then family came over and we laughed and drank wine while looking at black Friday ads. Seriously there really is no place like home. It was great to get away. It was even better getting home to M.  I no longer wanted to dip his toothbrush in the toilet. It's amazing what a few days away from each other will do. I kid. I kid

Anyway that's a few tidbits of my crazy life right now. Wish me luck this weekend!
 

Dancing Shoes

 

Move over Miley Cyrus! There's a new sheriff in town and she's got her dancing shoes on!

 

She gets her moves from.... Me...who are we kidding?

 

 

Seriously,  How cute is she?

 

Dr. Lassen

 

Mamaw got H a few Halloween gifts....

 

 

I melt...seriously every day with Linda is a blessing..We love her to pieces...

 

 

"let me write you a prescription"

 

 

Mimi Is such a good sport!

  

BOO at the Zoo

Friday night we took little Hannah Banana to Boo at the Zoo. I am pretty sure I was more excited than Mike and Hannah. Any reason to dress her up in this little costume..I was in!

 

 

oh and any reason to hand out with little Riley Roo Rat.. We are also in..

 

 

Is that not the cutest little duck you've ever seen. Look she even has a bow!

 

There was tons of stuff for the kiddo's to do. Rides, Fortune teller, games, bounce houses, etc... The only down fall was little H was a little too short to any of it.

 

 

She was able to do the slide with her dad. Every wife should witness their child going down one of these slides with their husband. HILARIOUS! I guess the slide wasn't slick enough. Mike and H bounced most of the way down. She loved it.

 

 

She loved the train! Minus the part where the dinosaur jumped out and scared the bajesus out of her.

 

So we went to the carousel and called it a day.

 

 

 

 

It was really ok that she was too short to ride most of the rides. she really enjoyed running around her dad more than anything.

 

 

 

Can we say wrapped around his finger daddy's girl