Yippee!!!

G and I got our hair done yesterday. G has a cute chin-length bob. My hair is a shag and I'm trying to grow it into a long shag.

Oh, and I've been invited to the beach for a week. So the kids and I will be having a great time. Poor N has to work. :-(

Hair, Hormones & other Girl Stuff

G wants us to have the same hair color, and I'm actually thinking about it. Every time I let my roots show, I have more and more gray hair. I am graying really fast, and I'm scared to let my hair grow all the way out now because I think that I'm at least 25% gray and I'm only 35. I was reading something the other day that has pretty much convinced me that I am in peri-menopause or at least the stage right before menopause. All my symptoms point to my progesterone is decreasing. Oh the joy of being a girl.

Actually, I just screamed ...

... at C "Boy, get out of the kitchen or I'll hurt you!" Of course this was provoked. I swept and mopped the kitchen floor, and then half an hour later, C pulled a baggie of cinnamon sugar off the counter and sprinkled it all over the floor. I was right there watching him with mouth hanging open. I got up, figuring it was my fault for not putting the baggie away when I was finished using it, and swept the floor. While I was sweeping, C pulled a spice bottle out the pantry, which was open because I had just pulled the broom out of it, and opened the bottle and started pouring it out. That's when I grabbed the bottle and pointed to the basement stairs while screaming .... I try very hard not to scream at the kids, but I honestly think that that would have tempted the most patient souls, and God knows I am not the most patient of souls.