I may be scarce for the next few weeks. I have two birthdays, two birthday parties, two videography projects, my regular job, the end of school, and three or four panic attacks to plan.
Blogging just may get pushed to the bottom of my list.
But first I want to show you my eyebrows:
I was lucky enough to be invited by Jessica Knows and Whrrl to take part in a Mother’s Day pampering event the day before Mother’s Day. I joined Jessica, @twincident, @1momof5, @chictots, @meglyn, and @shortpumppreppy for manicures, pedicures, and my first ever eyebrow waxing.
For comparison purposes:
It was a lot of fun. And now I look way girlier than I did before. Can you guess which toes are mine?
It was a lot of fun. I’d like to thank Whrrl, which is a cool social network that lets you share “stories” online. It was a great way to start my weekend. Thanks also to Joey Totes, who sent us home with some of their reusable grocery bags. Their bags are totally cool. If you are inclined to buy any, use the coupon code “JTs ROCK” to get 10% off your next purchase.
Mother’s Day itself was really nice too. My family let me sleep in until they couldn’t take it any longer and had to wake me up to give me gifts. They’ve been sneaking around for the past couple of weeks doing things, and I was curious to see what they had come up with. Among other things, I was presented with these:
I also wanted to show you this photo from Quinn’s preschool Mother’s Day Tea. Just because it’s cute.
Also because I needed a reason to tell you that on the card the teacher puts together for the moms, when she asked him what I looked like, he said I was blue. But with brown hair. I know I haven’t said it here for a while, but that kid is crazy.
But we weren’t the only ones celebrating Mother’s Day today. Our porch bird‘s eggs hatched!
And, oh my God, they’re freaky!! That’s a really bad photo, because I couldn’t get my camera up high enough because of the stupid roof. And then these birds started chirping really loudly at me, and then Alex started claiming that I was wrecking the bird’s Mother’s Day, and even though I’m pretty sure that birds don’t celebrate Mother’s Day, I started feeling bad, so I abandoned my attempts to capture Skeletor Birds on Film and retreated back into my house.
(Avian mothers included.)