DC was recently hit with a blizzard, and we were stuck indoors for a few days. During which, one night, I drank half a bottle of wine (my tolerance sucks these days) and I drunkenly ordered a Selfie Mirror online.
What’s a Selfie Mirror? Well, even Sober-Me agrees…pretty much the greatest invention ever. I’m now impatiently waiting for it to be delivered in March and hung in my foyer, to be used every day.
I’m in the middle of planning my own birthday party. I decided on a 1960s cocktail party (60s attire encouraged!) and am serving things like deviled eggs, meatballs, a cheese ball, and a jello fruit mold cake courtesy of my best friend. Tyler finds it a bit weird that I’m throwing myself my own party, so I didn’t actually mention my birthday on the invite. That makes it okay, right?
I found the perfect dress for Guinevere, to be worn with white knee socks, black mary janes, a black headband, and her hair curled out. Now all that’s left to do is teach her how to make the perfect martini a la Sally Draper. Oh, and find the perfect dress for myself…
The snow days gave me a chance to catch up on quite a few things from my To Do list. Including editing photos from the trip that Guinevere and I took to Oregon in October. It made me super sentimental and I’m missing my family something fierce. Oregon is seriously one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been, and I’m anxiously looking forward to going back this summer. The plan is camping at Crater Lake with the cousins. If I thought the Pacific Coast made for great pictures, I can only imagine how incredible those will turn out.
Cool, so now that I’m done with pictures from four months ago…time to catch up on Great Wolf Lodge, Punta Cana, Santa, Christmas….
Guinevere has been begging for me to make another YouTube video for her Guinevere The Expert channel. So we set up the Play Doh egg, filled it with blind bags, set up the tripod and DSLR and my new external microphone. She was funny and articulate, constantly chatting and cracking jokes. I went to edit it the next day…and I never turned the microphone on. SILENCE. I was so upset and went out to explain to her what happened, and she very sweetly said, “Its okay, Mommy. I know it was an accident.” I could have handled it if she were bitter. The sweet understanding killed me though – I teared up all night. Thankful for such a sweet kid….even if it took a huge Mom Fail to see how gracefully she handles disappointments.
Last Summer, my best friend and I had one of those “fuck this” weeks where we threw up our hands, booked a room at a fancy spa in Middleburg, and told our husbands at 9pm on a Thursday that we were leaving town the next morning and they had kid duty #sorrynotsorry. It was the most heavenly, relaxing, glorious two days of my life. Our third BFF couldn’t make it because school started already for her, so we sent her selfies of ourselves by the private spa pool because we are wonderful friends like that. This week was another one of those “fuck this” weeks, and the three of us are staying at the Ritz Carlton tomorrow night thanks to reward points and super understanding husbands. We’re packing our own wine, ordering in room service, and sleeping. I know, wild women. I cannot wait. This picture is from 2009 because I was too lazy to hunt for a recent one.
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