Friday, August 14, 2009

Bedhead Chic

So, I found myself in the position this morning of suddenly having one-too-many things to do and wildly unprepared. (Read: not enough "me time" to grab a shower.)

I know. Eeeww.

This bugs me because I am not an un-hygenic person, and geneally like to be perceived as neat, tidy and free of bedhead.

I discovered, however, spending a few precious minutes freshening up then putting on workout clothing? Makes one appear to be on the way to or on the way from working out.

Brilliant. I feel as if I've suddenly gone from frazzled and disheveled to ambitious and fit.

Thursday, August 13, 2009


Today is the first day of school for Jack, Charlie and Sam.

By the end of last school year, we were having some difficulty getting up and out the door by 7:15am. As in, children rolling out of bed at 7:10am and shuffling their bed-headded selves into the van. This? Didn't work for me. It's a long, drawn-out story but we MUST be in the van, moving down the driveway by 7:15 or our morning shuttle to school can quickly fall to shambles. I don't do tardies.

That being said, last night I gave them advance warning that they will either rise and shine with their alarm clocks at 6:30am, or face an after-school grounding. "I want you out of bed... NOT hitting the snooze button... getting dressed, downstairs eating breakfast, getting your bag and getting ready for the school day," I said.

This morning?

I overslept.

I should offer a big thank you to whichever boy was thoughtful enough to wake me up at 7:10am.