Is it weird that Katie and I are planning a trip to Vegas just so we can dance?
No gambling. No Freemont Street. No Thunder from Down Under (gross, right?). Just dancing.
Every couple of months, we get the itch so we usually head down to San Diego but the last couple of times we were down there I felt sooo old. I don't like feeling old, so Vegas it is!
In two and a half weeks I will be sipping on an adult beverage by the pool all day and dancing like Ren all night.
And that's about all I have to cover how insane this week has been.
So, let's move on to my favorite stuff...
1. John Frieda Root Awakening Shampoo
I love Redken. I think it will always be my #1, but my #2 is John Frieda's Root Awakening Shampoo for Dry Hair and Scalp. I have been using this for about three months and I love it. Southern California was so dry this winter that I found shampooing my hair every day was leaving my scalp dry and irritated. I saw this in Target and after a week of shampooing, it totally eliminated the itchy scalp problem. As a bonus, it leaves your hair smelling delicious!
2. Dr. Lipp Nipple Cream for Lips
Before I go to bed every night I put petroleum jelly on my lips and I wake up with smooth, soft lips.
During the day, I wear chap stick or lip gloss, but I have found nothing that works as well as petroleum jelly-except this stuff. I received this in March's Birchbox and I will be ordering a full size soon. It's kinda thick, but just a dab will keep your lips moisturized and soft for hours.
3. Maxi Skirts
I have a feeling I will be living in mine for the remainder of the year. You can dress them up, dress them down, wear it to the beach, or wear it to work. You have to love something that is so versatile. I prefer black, but I love that you can get them in just about any color.
4. The Beach,
I probably won't be wearing my maxi skirt, but the boys and I are headed to Newport Beach this Saturday.
First beach trip of the year! The water will be cold, it will be overcast until 11:00am, but when the sun comes out and the people start flocking to the sand-It will be awesome.
5. The Lumineers
You have to have heard of this band by now. Their song Ho Hey is all over the internet, radio, television, etc. Everything I've heard of theirs is amazing. Folky, simple, make you happy songs.
I am that person who has a lot of acquaintances, but very few friends. Maybe that's because my "We can't be friends if..." list is not as forgiving as it would need to be in order for my friend count to be nearer the double digits. I don't know, you decide.
We can't be friends if...You don't like to dance, sing or laugh. Because I do all three. A lot. In my house, we have jam sessions where we scream out song lyrics and turn the volume up so loud our 80 year old neighbor wanders over to "see what the bleep is happening" because "It's just SO loud over here". As much as I love singing and dancing, I love laughing even more.It's painful for me to be stuck in a situation that calls for quiet and/or somber. I almost always try to lighten the mood in those moments. My jokes usually go over like a lead balloon, but I still try.
We can't be friends if...You wear cartoon animals/Disney characters. No. It's just not right. I don't care if you were robbed of all worldly possessions minus your Winnie the Pooh sweatshirt circa 1992-and really, you should be asking yourself why it is they took EVERYTHING but that- you better not be wearing it when I come over to help you file that police report.
We can't be friends if...You only use FB to stalk people. It's weird when I tell someone who has so little activity on Facebook that I forget I am friends with them about how great Bryan is doing in school or about the job promotion I received recently and they respond with " Oh, I know. I read it on Facebook." Really? Just say "Congratulations" and save yourself some creepy points, buddy.
We can't be friends if...You don't believe we all have a little Jenna Maroney in us. I love her. And yes, I am completely aware she is just a character on a t.v. show.
There are a lot more than four. Some of them are deep. Some shallow. Some just plain weird. For instance, if you use the word "moist" often or like to chew on ice cubes it's just not in the cards for us to be friends; but that's it for today. Now go turn up the radio and sing your little heart out!
I got a raise on Friday.
A substantial one.
A raise large enough for us to be able to afford to live in Orange County.
On top of that, Bryan is finally finishing up at Valley and ready to transfer to a UC or CSU and he needs to decide what his major is going to be.
There are so many grown up questions to answer now...
Where will Bryan go to school?
What BS will Bryan choose?
Environmental Biology or Environmental Engineering?
What school are the boys going to go to?
If we don't move down south, how long can I ride the metro into Orange County every week without going insane?
Do we want to stay here for a couple of more years and then make the kids change schools again?
Can we move away from our fantastic support system and survive?
Maybe....?
Most of my thoughts are now consumed with all of these questions and different scenarios that I run in a constant loop and I am terrified of making the wrong decision.
Orange County or not to Orange County? That is the question.
I'm not a fashion blogger. My clothes are outdated, I am terribly un-photogenic, my after-children body is not comfortable in front of the camera, and my eight year old is refusing to take any more photos until I agree to read up on child labor laws and 1099 him.
I am not a mommy blogger. Owen, Oliver and Charlie are awesome. They have great taste in music. They are blow -you-away handsome. But I don't feel like I'm defined by my offspring and whoring out my children for GFC followers is just wrong-or so my husband says.
I am not a funny blogger. In real life, I'm toats hilarious. I crack jokes like I'm getting paid for it. I've even had people tell me I should try my hand at stand up (honest to God, truth)- but for some reason, my funny just doesn't translate well over the internet.
I'm not a food blogger. I like the eating part more than the actual cooking it bit,and stopping to take a picture of every step of the cooking process is more annoying than you think it would be. And most of my dishes look like I put them together while having a seizure.
I'm not a Lifestyle blogger. My house is messy and the people that run it are midget dictators who love pancakes for every meal and have a penchant for leaving smelly socks in every room. There are at least four baskets of laundry scattered around the house at any given time and dishes are always piled in the sink. If you wanted to know what it's like to never be in control of messes or boys under ten,
I suppose I could write a post or two-but let's be honest, who needs help with that?
So, what kind of blogger am I? I haven't figured that out yet.
I'm Crystal. A girl who decided to write a blog and didn't care to follow that thought through before she began typing. I'm trying to figure it out though. I hope you'll stick with me until I do.
I had every intention of doing a post about healthy living. Working out, dieting, sleeping, you get the idea. But rather than write that huge post today-complete with pictures of me doing the things mentioned above- I decided to link up with Lauren.
So....Here's whats in my purse. Prepare yourself for this.
1. Keyboard was not actually in my purse
2. Tod's Sunglasses
3.Burt's Bees Chapstick, Burt's Bees lipgloss, CG lipslick and Burt's Bees cuticle cream...can you tell I LOVE Burt's Bees?
4.My very old Volcom wallet that was a gift in 2008. It's just about falling apart but I'm on a budget- so until it does fall apart, this will have to do.
5.Carmex hand cream-this lavender scented cream works wonders on dry hands.
6. Car keys
7. Evening Primrose Oil (helps with PMS), Acetaminophen and Sinex (don't waste your money-it doesn't work!)
8. Designer Bandaids that came in my Birchbox sometime last year.
9. My keycard for work
And I keep it all in this lovely diaper bag by Kate Spade
My kids aren't babies anymore but this diaper bag can hold everything I need for my daily travels to Orange County. It usually holds my lunch, an umbrella, gloves, a water bottle, plus all the stuff pictured above.
I know this was not nearly as fascinating as healthy living post would be, but I hoped you've enjoyed it.
Do you ever hear an old song, fall back in love with it, then hear it over and over and over again-like maybe the music gods are trying to tell you something? Well, that has happened with this song.
Maybe the gods are trying to tell me I am ready for summer? I did just buy that bottle of Jergen's Natural Glow...
On to the weekend...
Saturday morning we went to an Easter Egg Hunt sponsored by C21 Lois Lauer.
Charlie and I waiting for the fun to begin.
We had a GNI (Girl's Night In) on Saturday. It included some of this...
And a little of that....
We sat and talked, enjoyed each other's company, and had a relaxing evening. It was great.
Sunday was Easter. The Easter bunny left little scavenger hunt notes all around the house, making the boys hunt for their baskets. They loved it. Unfortunately, it all happened so fast I didn't get any pictures.
Later, we had Easter dinner with the family. The kids had a lot of fun screaming at playing with each other.
Miranda and Charlie playing in the sandbox
Ollie. I love that his face is covered in chocolate!
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