2/7/09

Crazy Birthday

Yesterday was a day of craziness. First I wake up super early to shower because the contractors are coming to work in the living room and I want to look like a human being.


Then, I start to do my hair and pick up my hot air curling brush - it looks like this ...

I turned it on and nothing - not a sound. Broken. Grrrr ... so I had to use a brush and my regular blowdryer, with which I am not coordinated at all. But, if I don't put some sort of curl/body into my hair, it looks like this ...


So I get dressed, go downstairs and proceed to break apart two little girls who have reached the wrestling stage of their lives. I say, "It's Mommy's birthday!" to which Katie replies, "Id's not Mommy birday - nooooo ... id's Daddy's birday" all sullen-like. Then I tickle her and she cracks up.

Not only did I have two men working in my living room all day (who are doing a fantabulous job, by the way ... a whole post on that is coming soon) - but the Water Meter Reader guy was coming by, too, to install some thing-a-ma-job that lets them read water from the street. And he smelled soooo badly like cigars I could have sworn he was smoking one in my basement. I actually went down and checked a couple of times to be sure he wasn't chewing on one.

Maddie wasn't in the mood - so Katie and I made cupcakes just before lunch. She did such a great job! She emptied the bag of cake mix, she poured the water and the oil, (I did the eggs), and she stirred it all up - even held the mixer (with Mommy's help). She held the tray as I poured the mix into each little cupcake paper, which she layed out herself. I could totally see the pride all over her face - it was awesome.

(Aargh - I have no picture of this!)

They ate, had a nice long nap - and my mom and brothers came over for Chinese food - and Andy managed an early night from work, too. I haven't seen my brother Jeffery in years - YEARS! We talked on the phone all the time - but it's not the same. He hadn't seen the girls since they were about 3 months old. He just recently moved back from Vermont and I am so excited that the girls can get to know their granola-crunchy uncle better!

After my brothers left, my mom stayed so Andy and I could make a run to CVS to buy me a new hot air curling brush. I was in sweats, he was in these LL Bean nylon rain pants - and he all of the sudden is in the mood for "a pint" - you know, because we live in the middle of London and all. I look at him and can tell he is totally into it - but all I can think of is how it's 9:30 on a Friday night - how the bars and restaurants are hoppin' - and how much I DO NOT want to walk into a place with no make up on and sweats that are too long on me. Thankfully, he came to that conclusion, too - so we booked my mom for next Friday night so we can go out for a nice dinner. In clothes.

(pic from our honeymoon in WDW)

We went to bed at a nice reasonable hour (for us) and were woken to the sounds of Maddie crying at about 12:30am. Maddie NEVER cries at night - not even when she was a baby. Only is she's sick. She started sleeping through the night very early on and has been a great sleeper ever since. I think it has to do with the fact that she sucks her thumb - very soothing. So ... Maddie woke up and I always go right to her - in case she's about to heave up the contents of her stomach or something. Then Katie heard me and popped straight up in her crib, too - so now I have two screaming girls to calm down. Andy is still dead asleep. He finally wakes up and goes to get them some milk. We plopped them on our bed - gave them the milk - and put them back down. They blissfully fell back to sleep.

This morning I had to wake up early to shower again because we had a birthday party. I get ready to open up my brandy new hair appliance and decide to take ONE LAST LOOK at the old one. I click it on and off - nothing. Then it dawns on me. I look at the plug and push in the reset button. It's all fixed now.

12 comments:

Yaya said...

Broken sleep is never fun.

Love the bad hair day pic!

Impulsive Addict said...

OMG! That is funny! In fact, it sounds like something I've done a time or two!!

Can't wait to see the finished project in the living room!!

Cassie said...

Ahhhahahaha! The little red reset button trick. Well, look at the bright side. With three girls in the house you can never have too many hotair curling brushes. Downtown London. Funny.Oh you should have let the lad buy you a pint lassie!!

Liz said...

I am totally laughing about the curling iron. You could return the new one but then again it's always good to have a spare. I cannot even wait to see how your living room turns out.

Dawn said...

mmm... life, huh? in a very small way it is nice to know that the craziness doesn't take time out for a special day... that life as we know it still goes on even when the clock is ticking... ... but wouldn't it be nice if it did?! i'm so glad you have a date booked for friday... and that your brother helped you celebrate your birthday!

Audrey Lois said...

I stole your picture of Jeffery for my blog!!

Darla said...

Good one!!

Beverlee said...

Rose, you crack me up! :o)

stephanie@craftylolly.com said...

He he, bad hair day kitty, that is sooo cute!! Hope the little wrestlers are OK.

Jen said...

Ahhh ha! Love the ending.
Now you have another to do to add to your list a and return that other curler.

Songbirdtiff said...

Ah! The reset button. I know the feeling.

I'm glad you had a wonderful birthday!

Sue said...

Oh dear, something I might do!!! You could return the other or save it for a gift for someone or save for when the first actually does break, hehe.