I was very clear with what I wanted – a trim, about an inch off all around. That meant the back, the bangs and the layers. I did go too long in between haircuts which is why I didn’t say a half of an inch. Fine, she started cutting and it looked good. Then we got deep into conversation and we were gabbing like old friends. I’m watching her but not really watching her – know what I mean? Now my hair never looks good wet so I didn’t really think anything about when she said she was done and would blow it out. She started blowing and I started panicking. Really Panicking. I saw it. I saw the… the… I can’t even say it… it was a…

MULLET!

Yep, you heard me right – a mullet! The layers on the sides were super short and the back was really long. She only cut about an inch off of the back but about 5 to 6 inches at least off of the side. My hair was never super long, but I had long layers which basically were laying flat against the side of my head. I think I let out a scream, but I’m not really sure, it was all just a big blur to me. I was speechless – in shock almost.

She asked me if I liked it and I think the look on my face said it all. She looked disappointed and asked me what was wrong. I uttered – “It’s a fucking mullet.” That threw her all off and she was like “No, of course it isn’t a mullet” And I’m like Yup… it is. I think I had the vocabulary of a 4 year old at that point. I ALMOST started crying but held back while the woman next to me came over and said that she’d finish me up. She told me she would have to cut all of the bottom off to make it look decent. She knew exactly what I was feeling and totally took over the other woman’s job. She then proceeded to hack off about 6 inches to even it up.

Then she told me there would be no charge.

Yeah, I fucking hope so! I walked out in such shock that I actually forgot something – my son! Honest to God, I walked out the door and the next thing I heard was “Mommy, mommy, wait up!” LOL Yeah, that was how bad I was. He looked me dead in the eye and said “Hey, you look like me, are you a boy now?”

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I broke out in tears and just sat in my car crying for about 15 minutes. I’m not even going to take a picture – it is THAT bad. Never, never, never, never again am I going to anyone but Sharon. Now my sister is coming on Saturday from Michigan with my niece Caitlin, there will be Christmas photos, and I’m not going to take one damn one. Nope, nuh-uh.

It’ll take months for it to grow back… just months Oh man, I’m going to cry again. FUCK!!! This sucks man, this really sucks

My son did well for himself though, he got his own pajamas on and went to bed. I have no idea what time, or if he ate anything besides what he could reach, but I know he didn’t burn down the house or break anything I had no intention of sleeping, I was “just resting my eyes.” Yeah right! Now, I’m exhausted again and I have to start more writing.

I didn’t get the Christmas cards, or the address. I didn’t shop, I didn’t buy shoes for Matthew, and I didn’t plan the party. Although thankfully my friend Millie agreed to co-host so that takes a lot of pressure off, and we postponed it till next weekend! WOOOHOOO!! So, technically I can take that off of my list.

So, officially, I didn’t complete anything on my list. But listen… I tried real hard, and it is the effort that counts – right? RIGHT??!!

So, let’s recap what I said last week –

I have 12,000 to-do lists and haven’t done even a quarter of them. So, I’m officially making a list right here so that I can get something done this week. I’m making a small list to avoid more procrastination

1. Get Christmas cards for my mom (yeah, can you believe I forgot my mom??), Deidre, Karyn, and Millie
2. Get Gails address to mail out her card
3. Write 116 articles by Sunday (Yeah, I’m serious)
4. Go shopping (see #3 for why I haven’t shopped yet – no cash since I haven’t been writing)
5. Plan out menu for small party this weekend (any suggestions of good party foods?)
6. Buy a pair of shoes for Matthew for his Christmas choir program on Wednesday

I think that’s it – that isn’t so bad right?? I can do this!

My sister is coming in on Saturday from Michigan so that cuts down on the writing time, but if I really work my fingers to the bone I think I can be done. Gosh, this year is so stressful for me. I have my son all shopped for but no one else. I have absolutely no money whatsoever, and I don’t know how I’m going to do this. I offered to throw this party like months ago so I feel like I have to do it, but seriously, I can’t afford it. Don’t even get me started on money issues – because I’m screwed when it comes to that. But I’m not going to complain, I’m just going to make the best of it. At least now I have a list! I’m going to try to accomplish at least 4 out of the 6 today – wish me luck!!

I did this in part because I have gained a lot of weight this past week. Stress as well as some other stuff has me eating bad bad stuff. I won’t name the number of pounds that I gained, but some of you know already. Suffice it to say that it is more than 5 and less than 10 – but that is entirely too much for one week.

By the way – or should I say weigh – It is indeed Weigh In Day for all of our Our Wicked Weigh members. I know you are missing your home – it is almost back, so it won’t be long now. But until then, you can weigh-in right here Tell us what your scale said!

Now back to me…

So I’m trying to learn how to cook in a more healthy way – like with my Deceptively Delicious book! It has family friendly meals that are supposedly easy. I have to admit, it was, even if I am not a great cook.

Let’s enjoy my cooking experience through a myriad of pictures that will fully explain what I went through shall we?

Ah, the famous book – isn’t it cute?

I’m ready to go!! I got all my 11 ingredients and I’ve already pureed and everything!

What? Are you serious? This is the crap I’m eating?

Ah, now that looks better!

As you can see I’m impatiently waiting for the Italian Meatloaf to cook.
Ok, here we go! My son and I are ready to try it… I think. Hey! It wasn’t too bad! Granted my son took one bite and spit it out, but I’m not offended. He doesn’t like anything But look at the healthiness on those plates! And very portion controlled might I add.

Ah – the reason I never cook. Clean up time!

All in all it wasn’t so bad! I think it’ll go quicker the next time I make it. I’m just such a klutz in the kitchen that it is hard to get it all organized. But I do have to say the meatloaf was definitely edible, if not actually good. Tomorrow night – Chicken Nuggets with Spinach! YUM!

I used to have to-do lists…

Now I just have pieces of paper scattered all over my desk. I don’t even know why I write them actually. I look at them, I acknowledge them, and then I promptly put them down and pile crap on top of them.

Currently I have 29 post its of things to do. Things of those that I will accomplish today? ZERO. Why is that? Because I hate to-do lists.

Now it is just overwhelming. I’m the kind of person that if I can’t do all of it, I won’t do any of it. Is this normal?

Oh and on a side note – today I’m making my first recipe from the Deceptively Delicious cookbook by Jessica Seinfeld. Now that should be fun (insert sarcasm). I’m choosing the Italian Meatloaf. So, I’ll let you all know how it goes (pictures included of course!)

I have to say, it is all that and more! What shocked me the most was did you know that most people touch 300 surfaces in a mere 30 minutes? Um, yeah! That’s the same shocked expression that was on my face! So, I started to read it and I got some really good tips. Granted, some were tips that I have already heard over and over again, but it does serve as a good reminder. One thing stuck out and that was the fact that you should get rid of the stuffed animals that are on the bed because they are a breeding ground for dust mites. I never really thought of it, even though I have covered my bed with an allergen protector for both my mattress and my pillows, but I don’t do a thing for my sons bed. So, I’m going to get rid of them and start covering his bed too.

With his bronchitis thing that he has now, I’m sure he needs a little extra “cleaning” in the house. There are tips about how to avoid getting the flu, what you can do in a public bathroom, things about child care centers which I can totally use a preschool, as well as even tips about how to avoid germs in the car. I guess with Christmas coming up I have to be more concerned. I’m having a moms get together next week and then Christmas Eve, and I need to be prepared. As a germaphobe and a mom, it is important that I try to help my son avoid all the of the germs that he has so obviously been getting. Plus, it could me not get sick too And then maybe I wouldn’t have to Purrell so damn much – that stuff is not cheap!!

If you want to download a copy of your own guide to help avoid the germs from cold and flu season, you can do so HERE

I wrote out all my Christmas cards tonight and it was an eye opening experience! By card 3 my hand hurt, I didn’t know whether to print or write in cursive and I forgot how to put two letters together like T and H… somehow they ended up half and half. I couldn’t spell without my trusty spell checker, and my grammar was half assed at best. I grew up in the “old school” of writing a personalized note with every single card. Yeah – um, not so much next year! So here is what I found out:

My name is EC and I’m addicted to typing. I can no longer write even a few words without screwing it up and getting pain in my right hand. I’m a writing loser

There I said it! Now when you get your Christmas cards you can remember back to this post and understand why there are chicken scratches that I am trying to pass off as writing. Jeesh, the nuns in my grammar school would be so ashamed!!

I would be going to the park or enjoying the outside, but my son is sick… yet again. You know, I’m that mother that keeps her son home from school when he has even a low grade fever like he has now. Did he go to school this morning?? NOOOOOOOOOOOO! Does he ever go to school sick? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! But yet, he is constantly getting sick. Which means that there are other mothers that are sending their children to school sick each and everyday. Well you know what? I’m going to find those mothers and kick their ass.

I’m sick of having a sick child. We should be at the park enjoying the beautiful 70+ degree days. We should be running around with or short sleeved shirts and basking in the warmness. But instead, we’re sitting home for at least 2 days doing nothing. Ugh… I hate those mothers

Just because we’re out of the blog business for a little bit doesn’t mean that I’m giving up the weigh ins that we conducted every Friday at Our Wicked Weighs, just as I hope the rest of you that weighed in with us are going to still get on that scale this morning. (HINT HINT – GET ON THE SCALE!)

For those of you who aren’t making lifestyle changes you can still weigh in with us! There is no harm in finding out if perhaps you could stand to lose a pound or two I’m mostly talking to the guys here who year after year they think they look exactly the same even they’ve moved their belt loop down a couple of notches, lol.

So today and every Friday until our blog is fully up and running, we’ll be doing the weigh ins here. So let’s hear it – what happened? Did you lose the Thanksgiving weight yet? Or have you fallen off the wagon completely? Either way, we still love and support you but believe me, I will be sending you a motivational email later on today if you aren’t back on the wagon and soon!

Anyhow, as I’m unwrapping the ornaments I began to perk up immediately. According to me, I have the best ornaments EVER! I know everyone says that, but seriously, I still have ornaments that I made as a child from 1976 when I was 3 years old up till about 1985 when I was 12. We never had a huge amount of money as a child, so my mother made it her duty to help us make ornaments as kids to put on the tree. I’m sure everyone did it, because back then there wasn’t a Kohl’s or Walmart in which you actually buy ornaments. I even have an ornament that my mother made as a child, so that is pretty special.

Which is why I decided that this year I am going to try to make an ornament with my son. If anyone has any great suggestions I would love them, because as you may or may not know, I am NOT a crafty person. So, this should be a good story for the blog Damn, now I have to be like a real mom for a minute or so – what’s up with that?? I can do it, I can do it, I can do. Hell, while I’m at it why don’t I just bake Christmas cookies and decorate those with sprinkles and Jimmies at the same time?? Yeah, and pigs fly.