Monday, July 23, 2012

I scream, you scream

We all scream

 For ice cream
 And then we reminisce about the time 
that Grandpa Ozzie bought the teeny, tiny, bite sized cones.
 They were about as tall as my thumb.  He made *a lot* of cones that day.
 The kids are convinced that every single time they see Grandpa, 
 They will get ice cream.
 His ears must have been ringing yesterday. 

story hour




Sunday, July 22, 2012

Friday, July 20, 2012

Up In The Air.

I'm not being quiet.
I'm being mysterious.
Although, if you need to explain that you are being mysterious,
are you actually being mysterious?

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Not so Great.

People always pull out the old cliche "You get what you pay for".  This is especially true if you add "when getting a haircut at a Great or Fantastic place" to the end of that.  
I broke my own rule and decided that, considering I only needed a trim for my hair and bangs, I could get by with a discount cut.  Especially when you factor in the fact that I have worn my hair up all summer long, thus far. I mean, who is going to notice a cheap haircut if you hair is pulled up.  
Am I right? 
WRONG. Because, what do you do when they mess up on a basic bang trim? 
Who does that, anyway?  Well, I mean, I did that one time back when I was twelve.  That's different.  I was twelve.  And I wasn't paying for it.  (You get what you pay for.)  Now, I could have done better than this.  You know it's bad when the lady doesn't even charge you for your haircut.  And it wasn't my idea.  Oh, hey!  What a great way to save a buck.  Good job, Mindi.  It'll be worth it in the long run.

Here it is, up close and personal.  I call my right side the "My daughter is going to Kindergarten" look. (Please take note of where the bangs fall in both pictures.)
 And I call the left side the "It's my first day of Kindergarten" look. I think I'm going to stick with this new "my first day" look.  It's a winn-ah!

I mean, duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude! Now I can do this with my bangs:
Score! 

It is also worth noting that the middle two pictures were taken after I had already taken the advice of my dear friend Jenny and evened out my bangs a little.  Then washed and blow dried my hair.  Next time you see me, just pretend like you don't notice.  Nothing to see here, keep moving along... Thanks. You are a true friend. And also, please don't tell me that you get your hair cut at a discount hair place.  It'll just get awkward there for a few seconds.   I'd hate to have to stumble around that one.  And if you work at one of those places, well... mummmmblemumblemumble... how about the ole' balloon fest, eh? 

Saving money.  Woot, woot! 
It's a little crazy, this summer.
Even though we've mostly been chillaxin. 
Zane had his nose job.
Bwahahahahahaha. 
Actually, he did.  He had a deviated septum and 90% blockage in his sinuses.
That was loads of fun. 
Found out our friends, the family we spent Christmas with, got their transfer back home.  
They'll be cheeseheads again. Those poor suckers. 
We're saying goodbye to them tonight. 
Turns out, it isn't the only goodbyes coming down the pipe.
Life's like that.
Happy summer!