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Quite a weekend...

Bachelorette party last night for the lovely lorac. We had a fabu time, dinner and drinking and bowling and ice cream, and a lot of reminiscing. I had a great time, at least. Guess I shouldn't speak for anyone else. (It certainly helped my mood that I'd gone to get my hair done in the afternoon, and my guy had worked *magic* on my hair and I looked awesome.) I'm sure there will be pictures forthcoming at some point.

Widget birthday party today. So, for the past week there's been the usual flurry of cleaning and prepping, finished up by a cooking flurry this morning. We went with a Dora theme, and I think she loved it. We even had a rocking Dora cake. AND, lorac and her delightful fiance brought a full size cotton candy machine to the party. That was a huge hit.

A couple people commented on how there were no kids at the party, and that made me think a bit. But since she doesn't go to day care, she doesn't really have any kid friends yet. And she's really at the beginning of the social curve anyway, so it doesn't seem that abnormal to me. What she does have is an incredible extended family - the kind of family you choose. My supervisor from work came, since he and Widget have bonded a bit since he started working with me, and he asked me at the party "Wow, does she really know everyone here? She's not being shy at all." I laughed, because with a couple of exceptions, she's known everyone who was at the party since she was born; most met her before she even came home from the hospital. Both Wiley and I have small-ish families (I have lots of siblings, but none are married, and there's no cousins for Widget yet). But our friends definitely make up the difference, and Widget's a lucky girl. Now if only some of them would start having kids. *sigh*

I'm looking at the clothes that Widget got a gifts (SO MANY CUTE DRESSES) and I'm just boggling at how huge they are. Complete moment of "How are these clothes possibly the right size"? But they are, and she is that big, and I just can't believe it. My little girl.

Hair

So, I went to get my dye touched up yesterday, so I'd look nice and fresh for the wedding next week.

And since I was going out last night, and having the party today, my guy (in his words) completely goddess-ed me out. Normally this means a blow out or playing up my curls. But it was wildly windy yesterday, and I was on foot, so my only requirement was that it stand up to the wind (and ideally) overnight, so I could look good for the party too. So we decided to go with the straightening iron, and go for sleek.

And he gave me the hair I've always wanted.

It's straight. Completely straight. There's not a frizzy or fluffy bit to be seen anywhere. It's sleek and polished and beautiful. It feels wonderful, and I can't stop touching it.

But the bit of equipment that he used to get it this way apparently costs a couple hundred bucks (even assuming I could learn how to use it), and it takes upwards of 45 minutes to do my whole head. Even if it lasts a couple days at a go, I don't think I have the time for it.

Le sigh. Le really big sigh.

Gotta go back in a couple weeks so Widget can get her trim. Thinking I might go super short for the summer, since I think I really want to be able to get my hair of my neck, and I can't do that right now.