Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Ches vs. Penelope Cruz

So, Chesney and I are in my room last night. I'm in the closet trying to get it back in the order that I like it as I have NO IDEA how I let it all go to hell. I'm talking clothes everywhere, shoes here and there and God only knows how many bras hanging from whatever protruding anything they can. Plus the small dresser in my closet runneth the hell over. Inside and on top of it. Clothes, perfume, makeup, hairties, bobby pins, change, movie stubs, tags from new clothes and the shopping bags from those new clothes. Get the picture here? Chesney is on the bed with the tv on watching Jon and Kate Plus 8 (we love that show but damn, Kate can be such a biatch!) and she's doing Spanish homework. We're just in there, together. Not doing much talking, only bits and pieces here and again. But I stopped in the middle of the mess in the closet and looked up at her. My 16 year old girl. I wondered why she was in there with me instead of her room, music blaring, texting, and doing homework. I immediately shook off the thought and just decided that she WANTED to be in there with me. Just to be close. I wasn't going to ask her or question it any farther. I loved her being in the room with me for no reason.
Then she asks me a question. Spanish homework question. Now, I know a bit of Spanish. I lived in Spain with my dad for a year or so back in the day and had a Spanish stepmother so I had to pick up a lil bit didn't I? Anyways, she asks me the question which is "blah blah blah, Spanish something, blah Spanish, blah Spanish."
I really tried to understand. Tried to help her, but for the life of me, I have absolutely NO CLUE as to what she just said!! So, I just sit on the edge of the bed, handful of clothes in hand, and say just that.
Me..."Ches, I have no clue."
Then Ches says, (deadpans) "Oh,so when Penelope Cruz gave her acceptance speech for her Oscar last night and at the end says a whole bunch of Spanish you can rattle off the translation to me but I ask you a lil 2nd year Spanish question and you can't answer it?"
Me..."Ya, pretty much."
Ches.."OK, just checking."

We go about our business of cleaning the closet, doing Spanish homework and watching Jon and Kate Plus 8. Ah, that's good times right there.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

And thennnn

I'm feeling kind of restless right now. Don't really know why. I feel like doing something yet...feel like doing nothing. Ying Yang. Pish Posh. My days are always filled with lots of things going on. Between BBall games and family and friends and work and every single thing that fills up my normal day I, like I'm sure many other women either wish there was an extra hour or two in the day or we wish there was a couple less. I mean, if there is less that 24 hours would we be spared time? Probably not. What is it that I'm talking about? I have no idea. I'm rambling. ugh.
That's better.

Now...tonight I'm going to Amy's and she's hooking me up with a much needed and warmly appreciated pedicure! You know wanna know how I know she's like one of THE most AWESOME friends ever? She is TOTALLY afraid of dry cotton balls but is still going to hook me up with a pedi!! Now back to this dry cotton ball thing. Don't laugh. Ok, laugh a lil bit. But seriously, the girl can't stand it dry...but if it's soaked with polish remover, she's good.
Then, or is after the pedi...we are going to ATB to get our spray on. Tan that is. Hey, it's better than fake baking. The smell of it is only slightly offensive. :) The smell only lasts for a bit (thank the Lord) so it's worth it. But dang, I'm looking sunned and fabulous!! HEHE
AND THEN....I'm coming home to wash this gray right outta my hair. Yep, I said it. Ugh. Grays. Foxy Brown is the color I go with everytime. LOVE IT.
AND THENNN.... I'm going to bed. Late as usual I'm sure.

So now that everyone knows my bid~ness, Peace and Love y'all!!

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

I know...I know!

It's been a while. Ok...so a long while but dang I've been busy. Or kinda. I don't know what I've been. It's been a long story the last few weeks. I'll get around to telling it. All's well, things have changed a bit, and life is going on.
More later, but not too much later.