wordless wednesday

thirty-one & what have we been up to

today i am 31. and i am taking it alot better than last year turning 30. translation - i did not cry in the shower this morning. haha. funny, i don't feel 31. and i really don't know what 31 should feel like. i feel the same as yesterday and the day before. meh.

so what have we been up to?

this man has been busy with harvest since the middle of august. and these girls miss him terribly.

so when they get the chance to snuggle with daddy, they get super excited.

we have had more rain in the last month than we did all stinking summer. and when it rains, this beastly dog gets scared. and he thinks he's a lap dog. he was never like that before Pooch died. so i think he was just saving face for his ol' man. and now that he is gone, he feels free to be a whiney, shakey mess when the rain starts. so he has been spending more time inside with his best gal.

i stumbled upon a garage sale on saturday. i had intended to go to wal-mart then at the last second olivia wanted to go to the library. so i dipped down a side-street & found the sale. there were tons of furniture pieces. i get out & look. everything is priced super high for a garage sale...except this beauty

it had $2 marked on it. i didn't question it, even though a table similar to this was priced at $35. i'm thinking a kid stuck the $2 sticker on it. i gave the lady my $2 and got the hell out of there. a $3 can of black spray paint later & it's beautiful.

these sisters have been getting along great. except for when they aren't. then they scream & yell. and i hear "she touched me" & a lot of "that's mine". exhibit A:

"mah-aaaahm, rachel won't quit looking at me"

with harvest hours, daddy is missing a lot of our usual evening time. he got home right at bedtime & read the girls a story monday night.

olivia is all about being a little fashionista these days.

the girls tried on super cute winter hats when we were at the dollar store.

so that is what we have been up to. busy living a busy life. 

oh mah word...mah hair

I have talked before about my battle vs. genetics. I am destined to have a full head of white hair. I have been fighting it off since high school. I color my hair at home, the white hairs are back within a couple of days now. I have a hair appointment scheduled for next Saturday. But because my roots are OUT OF CONTROL. I decided to take matters into my own hands.

I cut myself some bangs last night. My thought was, if I have bangs, maybe the roots & white hair in the front of my head will not be as noticeable.

However, at work today I'm experiencing several stares. A few "something is different today" & a lot of "you got your hair colored". Ummmm not so much. See pictures below as evidence by the inch of new growth and all the white hairs.

I bet I said "the only thing different is bangs" probably 20 times or more.

Also, I am very impatiently growing my hair out. I cannot stand this lovely in-between Carol Brady flip kind of thing it is starting to do. But I really do want to grow it out.

And I decided, the lighter I go, the less evident the whites are. I want to go blond. All over blond. Then hopefully just scrape by with half highlites once it starts to grow out. Who knows. It's only hair.