A Not Awesome Discovery

There is a serious issue that I forgot to add to the very exciting bullet post about my weekend. It's probably better this way because the shock of what happened to me deserves it's own post.

Ok. Here it goes. Deep breath.

While flat ironing my hair on Friday, I found 3 hairs that were not the same color as the rest of my hair.

They were grey.

I immediately ripped those suckers out. If it really is true that 2 more will grow in each not brunette hair's place, then I guess I'll be pulling 6 out next week.

When Rob got home from work, I told him about my horrible discovery. His response, you ask?
"I noticed them last week, but I didn't want to tell you about it."

Not cool.

I had to insert a new relationship rule. If he notices anything that in any way shape or form could be considered as me looking like I am aging, he must immediately tell me so I can correct the situation.

Now every time I'm near a mirror I can't help but glance at my roots and inspect my hair for more not brunette strands.

I am so not ready for this stage of life.

Monday Morning Bullets

• I'm having a difficult time concentrating today.
• I hit the snooze for at least 45 minutes this morning, and am having an incredibly uncooperative hair day.
• I seriously need another day to recover from the exhausting weekend.
• I went to Rob's house for the weekend and realized this morning that I left my cute black boots.
• This means that I am forced into seriously uncomfortable heels as my black shoe wardrobe for the week. It doesn't matter how many pairs of black heels I own, none of them are as comfortable as my boots. I seriously need to buy more flats, but when you're 5'1" you need all the help you can get.
• Rob and I took Kaeli to the American Girl store this weekend. It was her first trip there, and she's already planning her next. SO. MANY. GIRLS. SO. MANY. DOLLS. Don't think y'all are getting by without a full report on the trip. Start preparing yourself for the amount of pictures Kaeli wanted me to take of her and her doll.
• A couple of my favorite friends came to Rob's place this weekend too.
• One of them just broke up with her boyfriend, and serious girl support was needed.
• Rob deserves a medal for all the girl talk he sat through this weekend. He even participated. Don't tell him I told you that. Also, watching him be super supportive of my friends made me heart him more even more.
• I am officially too old to handle drinking an entire bottle of Firefly Vodka with my friends. Apparently, hangover recovery time increases with age.
• I watched so much college basketball this weekend. March Madness Bracket Pools are one of my favorite things about working in an office. I currently have 36 correct picks. I have Louisville over Pittsburgh in the championship, so keep your fingers crossed, my friends.
• I bought Twilight at approximately 12:24am Friday night/Saturday morning. Then, I went straight home and watched it. I'm pretty sure y'all expected no less from me.
• Rob and I also saw I Love You, Man with Paul Rudd (I love him. Remember Clueless?) this weekend. All of you must drop whatever you are doing at this moment and go and see that movie. So insanely funny. And Netflix Role Models! Paul Rudd is on a hilarious movie streak!

I hope everyone else had a fantastic weekend!

More Earring Fun

Who knew I could stretch my earring conversations with Kaeli into 2 different posts?

So, we've established that Kaeli has a new found interest in her earrings. Yesterday morning, she had me put in a pair for her.

She was getting into the shower last night, and realized they were still in her ears. Kaeli called for me to come and help her take them out.

"Mom, I need EARRING SUPPORT!"

Earring Support? What?

I laughed so hard I could barely get the earrings out for her. I'm probably biased, but I have a seriously funny kid.

As Seen on TV

Kaeli has suddenly become addicted to Jon & Kate Plus 8. I had it on over the weekend, and, now, she's constantly asking to change the channel to TLC.

On Sunday, they had a Jon & Kate marathon in which each kid got a "Special Day". The kid got to choose something to do alone with their parents. It was actually kind of nice to see how the kids act by themselves. They all seemed to really enjoy the activities and extra attention.

Kaeli was watching it again last night, and she started talking about Cara and Mady. I think they're her favorites because they are close to her age.

Kaeli: Mommy, can I have a Special Day and go get my ears pierced like Mady?

Me: Um. You already have your ears pierced. (yes, i'm one of those parents that pierced my daughter's ears when she was a baby. Judge all you want. It looked so cute, and I was really sick of people asking if she was a boy or girl. Even with her dressed in all pink people would ask, so I don't know why i thought earrings would help. )

Kaeli: No I don't.

Me: Yes you do. I was there.

Kaeli: No, I really don't have my ears pierced.

Me: You wear earrings! How do you think the holes got there?

Kaeli: Oh.

I can't make up conversations this good if I tried. It cracks me up that she was so insistent that I was wrong!

On the plus side, she now has a renewed interest in the jewelry box full of earring sitting on her dresser.

And I will leave y'all with a picture taken over the weekend that showcases her ability to accessorize.

She was just playing in her room like this. Sunglasses and all (they have glittery peace signs on the sides. So Cute! I heart Justice/Limited Too/Whatever it's called.) Oh, and the shoes on the bed drive me crazy, but they were brand new and I couldn't resist the picture!

I prefer Spring Shopping so much more than Spring Cleaning!!

Happy St Patrick's Day

I hope everyone is wearing their green today!

It's only 8:30am, but I'm already thinking of the beer I'll be celebrating with tonight. I love drinking holidays!

All Tied Up

Happy Monday, everyone! I feel like I've been such a sporadic blogger lately. I have a bunch of fun stories in my head, but keep procrastinating on getting them written down.

Anyway~

Kaeli officially started Spring Break, and, since I of course work all week, I want to take even more advantage of the weekends. She works really hard for a 1st grader, and I want her to have a nice time off. The weather was gross, so we went to see Race to Witch Mountain. It was so cute. I really loved it. It might be because of my little crush on Dwayne Johnson, though. Does anyone else have trouble NOT referring to him as The Rock? I know he's gone all actor on us, but I can't help hear the words "Do you smell what The Rock is cooking" every time I see him. I'm always anticipating him finishing off the other actors with a People's Elbow!

After the movie it was shopping time!

I'm beginning to think I might have a serious shopping problem. I really like to buy things. Like REALLY like to buy things. By "things" I generally mean clothes for Kaeli. I literally ran out of hangers for all of her clothes again after this weekend's adventures. I just can't pass up a good sale! The problem is that she has way too many clothes, and I have none. I swear I'm wearing the same things over and over, but she can go weeks without repeating an outfit. Clothes just look so much cuter on a 6 year old. I promised myself that I'm done buying her clothes for a while. It's my turn gosh darn it!!

This finally brings me to the actual reason I wanted to post today. I have a confession. Kaeli is 6 1/2 years old, and I've never taught her to tie her shoes. I know! I suck! What kind of parent am I? In the grand tradition of lazy parenting, all of Kaeli's shoes are some type of cute slip on. Her tennis shoes are all sparkly Sketchers with the fancy no-tie elastic laces. She can tie her robe and stuff, but we've just never gotten around to the shoe tying thing. Rob found this to be completely unacceptable and decided that he had to buy Kaeli a pair of shoes with actual laces.

She picked out the cutest pair of hi-top sneakers, which makes me laugh because the 80s are definitely back in full force if my 6 year old wants hi-tops. All she needs now is a pair of LA Gear with the double laces (I had pink and white laces) (do any of you other 80s kids remember what I'm talking about) (they were so cool) to be my childhood self reincarnate.

Get to the point, Kristi.

OK. OK.

So we get home with these brand new lace up shoes. Rob and I get them all laced up and call Kaeli over for the shoe tying lesson. Her response, you ask?

"I already know how to tie my shoes. My friend at school showed me."

Then she proceeded to correctly tie her shoes, and left me sitting in the living room with my mouth hanging open.

So...Um...Yeah...Total FAIL in the parenting department!

At least she's not picking up sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll in the 1st grade hallway. Not that I know of anyway!!

Oh The HOTNESS

Robert Pattinson's GQ cover.

Dear GAWD!

Like I Need Another Outlet for Wasting Time

I finally got tired of being the only person on the planet without a Wii, and, this weekend, I went out and got my very own.

Actually, Rob and I got a Wii. We bought a Wii. Ha ha. I crack myself up.

We've been talking about it for a while, and, finally, got off our butts and got one. It's our very first JOINT purchase. As in, I paid for half, and he paid for the other half. If our relationship takes a tragic turn (which I highly doubt), there is now a piece of property that must be discussed and divided. By golly, I think I'm in a serious grown up relationship. The Wii gets to reside at my place, though. Yay me!

We also got the Wii Fit. I was concerned that it would be hard to find, but, fortunately, there were a lot at the nearest Best Buy. I swear, once we got everything set up, Rob, Kaeli, and I played that thing for 4 hours.

I'm not sure how many of y'all have a Wii Fit, but the game does this whole body test thing. It gives you a Wii Fit age. My jaw dropped, and a high pitched scream of shock came from my body when it told me that my Wii Fit age is 40!!!!! 40! I'm only 27! That's just embarrassing. Now, I'm on a mission to play a little everyday and get that age to an appropriate number!

I have learned that I absolutely suck at all the Balancing games, but totally kick serious ass at the Hula Hoop game. Go me. This thing is genius. I was on last night for 45 minutes, and didn't even realize how much time had passed. I even broke a sweat during the aerobics games.

I'm totally pleased with my our purchase. I can't wait to go home and play with it some more. I have a feeling all of my spare time and money will be going towards the Wii for a while!!

Why Do I Watch This Crap?

Did anyone else waste their time watching The Bachelor this season?

I've neglected to mention my addiction because I'm totally embarrassed that I watch such mindnumbingly awful crap I really doubt anyone cares about my opinion on this show, but after last night I can't be silenced!

Generally, I am not a devout Bachelor fan. I've seen a few seasons, but no where near all of them. The only reason I watched this season is because I picked up in the middle of The Bachelorette last season, and I really liked Jason Mesnick.

Boy, did he have me fooled. Now, I plan to hate him for all eternity.

I can handle the fact that he proposed to Melissa (my fave since the very first episode), and after some time realized that they weren't right for each other (even though I think 6 weeks isn't giving the relationship a fair shot). No one really expects these Bachelor relationships to last anyway. After all of these seasons, Trista and Ryan are the only couple married.

What I can't handle is the way he went about the situation. He brought her on TV and broke off their engagement without her ever knowing that something was wrong. Asshat!

Then, he immediately turns around and tells Molly that he is still in love with her and wants another shot!! Double Asshat!!!

He could have discretely broken up with Melissa after a couple of months, and then picked things up with Molly. It would have been way less scandalous after all of the excitement over the show wears off. I'm starting to think he likes the drama and feeling of being wanted by so many women more than he lets on.

And what the hell is Molly thinking? She thinks it's acceptable for Jason to break up with Melissa ON TV after only 6 weeks, and then ask her out not 20 minutes later? And she accepted! And then they spent the rest of the show making out and cuddling!

What makes me the most mad is that Jason took the warm, fuzzy, and hopeful feeling of the proposal away from me. Now I'm just left being cynical and realizing that even someone who seems like the nicest guy ever is actually just a dick.

In my rage over his douchey behaviour, I even joined the Facebook group Jason Mesnick is a Jerk.

Yep. I am not overly emotionally involved in this at all.