So, it’s been officially about 2 years since I rocked a sweet fringe on my forehead. (Yes, this is a post about hair…vapidness at it’s best!) I have to say, I’m getting a little antsy! I am thinking about taking the plunge and returning to the Blunt Bangs Brigade. But, as always, I am still undecided. On one hand, I loved my bangs. They gave me a fresh look without chopping off all my hair, they looked great with a ponytail or bun, and winter hats always looked adorable. On the other hand, my hair is so easy right now and bangs in the winter can get all electric with static. Also, last time I had bangs my hair was a few shades lighter than my natural color, so I’m not sure if I’d like them as much with my darker hair. Oh, the debate is endless! What do you think, friends? Bring back the bangs or keep my no-fuss locks?
I have a confession to make. Okay, here it goes…deep breaths. Friends, I love Christmas. Oh, I love it so very much. It’s a little ridiculous, I know, but I can’t help it! Remember back in August when everyone was pissed that random stores had already started stocking their holiday decor? The grumps and the grinches were all over social media, and heck, even those who like the holidays were annoyed. But me? Well…let’s just say I did a happy dance!
Here is my deal, I’m not sure if it’s because I’m in my 30s now, or if I’m just turning into an old maid, but every single day seems to fly by in an instant. Yesterday Lucy was talking with her adorable lisp and calling eyebrows “eye-bros”, and now she is better at math than I am. This is disturbing. I do not approve.
(Fat baby Lucy under her first Christmas tree….waaaahhhhh! Stop growing up! Also, Molly is in the background giving the stink eye…)
The holidays are so wonderful, but they are so short. And hectic. And downright stressful! All of which makes the season go so quickly, which, in my opinion, is dumb. I love Christmas lights, they brighten up my day, so if I want to put some up in September, sue me.
If it was up to me, my whole house would be exploding with tinsel, but I happen to live with a little bit of a Scrooge (some would call him a rational human person, but whatever, I’m sticking with bah humbug) who rolls his eyes and looks at me disapprovingly when he sees the mini-tree I’ve already set up in Tate’s room. Calm down, y’all, it’s about three inches tall and it’s awesome, harumph.
So yes, I am playing Christmas music in my car. And okay, yes, I also bought new ornaments today. And a glittery sign for my mantle. It’s okay, I promise. Next week is Thanksgiving, and then you can all join in on the fun!
I’m a little sad today, friends. One year ago today we had to say goodbye to the most wonderful dog in the world, Professor Molly McGoo, PhD. I’m still not over it. I miss her sweet face, the sound of her nails clicking on the kitchen tile and her tail thumping on the stairs when she’d see someone coming her direction. She was truly a special creature, and I’m starting to worry we’ll never find another pet as perfect for our little family. Tate still points at her photo and asks where she went, and Lucy keeps her ID tags on the dresser in her room. We are all ready for a new pet to join our home, but we still haven’t quite found the right one. The last few weekends the kids and I have visited a few shelters, but while there were lots of great animals looking for homes, there weren’t any that seemed to fit in with our crew.
We will keep looking, and I know we’ll find him or her eventually. I mean, Molly was found on a random, unplanned stop to a (now defunct) local shelter and she was total perfection. Man, oh man, I miss that dumb dog.
I was browsing on Hulu the other day and saw this fantastic web series called Stiller and Meara, which features Ben Stiller’s parents, Jerry Stiller and Anne Meara. The two are both comedians who have been married for almost 60 years, and became famous as a comedy duo on the 1960s and 1970s, doing appearances on TV like The Ed Sullivan Show. The new series was taped a few years ago, and the two cover topics from Lindsay Lohan to Unemployment Insurance. I can only hope in 50 or 60 years I’ll still be as funny as these two…well, I’m probably not that funny today, but that’s not the point. Enjoy a little bit of Stiller and Meara!
A few weeks ago, a mom at Lucy’s school stopped me to ask if I’d like to participate in a Writers and Illustrators Workshop for the 4th, 5th and 6th graders at our school. Me, being a total goof, responded, “Um, why? I mean, why me?” She very kindly said they were looking for a few online writers to fill out the schedule that was full of real life, big time authors and illustrators and she’d thought of me because of this here blog you’re reading right now. I was pretty dumbfounded, but agreed to do it! Honestly, up until the day of the workshop I was a little panicky because…HELLO! I’M NOT EVEN A REAL AUTHOR I’M NOT GOOD ENOUGH AHHHHHH LOTS OF SELF-ESTEEM ISSUES BUBBLING UP I NEED ICE CREAM!!!!! But I was lucky to have some sweet advisers that told me to get it together, smile, tell my story, and bring candy to bribe the kids if needed.
Turns out, I didn’t even need the candy! The kids were engaged, curious, great participants, and not one fell asleep while I was talking. I’m considering that a total and absolute win. I spoke with them about being a self-published author, and how that gives you so much freedom to create and grow as a writer. I talked about how I started and have managed this blog, from silly stuff like where the name “Crazybananas” came from (see the FAQs for that zinger) to real tips like “How to Use an Editorial Calendar.” I also talked about photography and design, and how starting a blog can help you find creative talents you never even knew you had.
I feel so lucky to have been asked to participate in such a fun event, and want to give a special shout out to all the kids who listened and asked questions. Thank you for not falling asleep! And a huge thank you to the organizers who took a chance on a silly blog author. You made me feel pretty darn special.