Last weekend, I turned this:

Into this:

The Moonies came to help  us out and it turned out beautifully.

Derek starts school next week. The following weekend, I head to Dallas for a business trip. Daddy all by himself with three kids and school? I’m expecting to see large amounts of hair loss on his behalf when I return.

I got my own office at work and my own business cards! Hooray!
I was so darn excited and everyone was telling me how lame my excitement was. So I told my mom. She thinks I’m cool. She got excited for me. She put my card on her fridge. Shut up all yall.

Interesting:
Russian newspaper claims America is heading towards Marxism: http://english.pravda.ru/opinion/columnists/107459-0/

Here’s what happened in our little corner of heaven yesterday:
http://www.gosanangelo.com/news/2009/may/20/test/
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,520910,00.html
We made national news when our re-elected mayor skipped his swearing of oath into office because he was in Mexico. He decided to come out of the closet and told everyone he needed to be in Mexico trying to help his lover come into the states legally.
Ever smacked yourself on the forehead and asked “Why the HELL is this news???” And not just news… NATIONAL news.

One of the comments posted on the story (before they became flooded and took down the comments section) was that per capita San Angelo has the second highest gay population next to Austin. Our new city slogan is, “Welcome to San Angelo, Second gayest city in TX!”

So now San Angelo is associated with two things according to Fox News:

1. Gay Mayors who resign to be with their illegal lovers
2. FLDS ranch polygamy raid

They forget to mention we’ve also got the dirtiest lake water in the 50 states. Don’t open your eyes underwater, you’ll get an STD.

My hair was cut on Saturday for Locks of Love. I’d gotten several compliments from friends and coworkers. My favorite one of all was, “It doesn’t look as hideous as I thought it would.” Umm… That’s… good?
 
This is the “before” shot, taken on Friday. (see “after shots” below) We went to an Awards Banquet for my work and got to get all fancied up.  I was so proud to have my beloved next to me so all of my coworkers could see the love of my life. Ha. My sweet trophy husband. 
On Sunday, aka Mother’s Day, we took our first trip to the beach with the kids.  When I say beach, I mean the 30 feet of sand that stretches before the world’s dirtiest lake.

Can  you see the bottom of that lake? Neither could we. Meanwhile, the kids looked adorable in their little floaties.

After the beach, we came home where Aidan, Caitlyn and Derek made my  cake.  Aidan helped me to put it  on.
 
See all that cake batter on him? How often does a recipe include, “First strip down to your skivvies. Then proceed with caution. Add two eggs. Wipe hands on mom. Rub spatula across face.  Add  vegetable oil.  Take fistful of chocolate and apply liberally to hair. Bake at 350.”

I guess that’s the kind of directions you’d expect from an offbrand cake.

This weekend: Eryn’s scheduled to get her ears pierced  and shed that monkey-like facial quality she has. (See, derek doesn’t think she looks like him. He’s so wrong.)

Derek’s starting school in two weeks and one of my fantastic sisters is going to be watching the kids while he’s in class. It’s so great to see him getting so excited about school. Eight years ago, I could barely wake him during English. Now he’s raring to go. I swear  he’d better pay closer attention this time.  Classes are TOO COSTLY to nap through.

Saturday is Caity’s birthday. We’ll hopefully be taking her to Fiesta Del Concho  (A party for kids along the river, put on by local businesses) and then her birthday party will be Sunday afternoon. (it’s scheduled to rain. Fan-friggin-tastic.)

Work is going fantastically and I’m still loving every minute of it.
More pictures to come and God bless you all.

3 pages.. I had JUST typed three pages. Before I could hit submit, Aidan hit “POWER” on the computer.
SUCK.
As a recap:
I was in the paper yesterday for my job. My mom clipped the article and sent it to every man, woman and child we’ve ever breathed in close proximity to. How’s my job going? Well, I was advised by someone very important not to talk about *what* I do anymore. But I *can* tell you that I am SO happy. I absolutely love my job. Every morning, I get ready for work with a smile on my face, anxious to get back to my desk and pick up where I left off the day before. I’ve  been there for almost 7 months now and I’m counting down the days until I’ve been there for 20 years. Am I lamely in love with my job? Yes. But I’ve always been lame so this is nothing new and should not come as a surprise to you.

Next Saturday will be eventful.
1. STAR TREK, BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2. I’m cutting off my hair. Almost all of it. I’ve been growing it out for the Locks of Love foundation, and it’s finally long enough to make a 12 inch donation. If you’re not familiar with Locks of Love, they make wigs for kids with cancer and diseases that keep them from having hair.  I’ll post before and after pictures.
Meanwhile, Derek is terribly distraught. He loves long hair and tells me I look like a boy when it’s short.  In fact, he’s growing his own hair out, possibly as long as his shoulders. So I’ll be the butch and he’ll be the…. the… Well, we’ll just call him a 1990′s Michael Bolton look alike. I do love the Bolton.

In other news, I”M STILL NOT PREGNANT! WOOT! To some of you who are new to my page, you’ll wonder why the heck I’m screamingly excited about this. Let me put it in perspective: I’ve been married almost four years and have had three kids. 41 months of marriage divided by 27 months of pregnancy.
 IF drunks get little coins for staying dry, one day at a time- I think I deserve a coin too.  It’s been almost two months, that’s a struggle for me. My poor body is so confused as to why there’s not another life in my womb yet. I noticed my belly attempting to absorb my son as he sat on my lap the other day. Pregnancy by osmosis.

Mark your calendars: On Sunday May 17th at 1pm, we’re having a birthday party for Caitlyn. There’ll be sprinklers for the kids, BBQ for all and MUCH MUCH MORE!! (Did I sound like an infomercial? I was trying to.) If you’re reading this, you’re invited to attend. It’s been a year since our last XICS (Xanga Ice Cream Social) so maybe we’ll have another Xanga reunion.
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