Couple things. It finally occurred to me this morning that I must not care anymore. I wander out of the house without showering constantly. I run errands first, then come home and shower, not the other way around. I remember a time when I would have rather cut my hands off than leave the home unbathed. And yet, today I didn't even attempt to do my hair before running off to Toys R Us for a birthday party gift. And of course, today's the day the Marine Corps is hanging around at the exit looking for donations for Toys For Tots. Gotta love impressing the Marines with scraggly hair and frumpy clothes. And get this, on Monday I told
Greta I was going to the commissary. An hour later I pull into a parking spot, look at the car next to me, and see Greta sitting there looking back at me (she's stalking me; I'm flattered). And of course I hadn't showered yet then, either, because honestly who am I going to see at the commissary? Have I reached some magic point in my life when everything else takes priority over how I look to strangers? That I only shower every day so my husband won't have to see me in my PJs when he comes home at night? What's next, public, drunken nudity?
So Greta. This lovely woman. She claims to be baby hungry so she can steal your baby and babysit her, but really she's just trying to be nice or some such crap. Anyway, I took her up on her babysitting offer the other day. How great of her was that? And she even took pictures of her so I wouldn't have to be a parent and do it instead. Fantastic! Here's one she didn't put up on her blog but still let me have:
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Cute, ain't she? No, her hair isn't really that dark, she just needs a shampoo. And lest you think I've been ignoring her hygiene, her hair looks like that about six hours after washing it. It oils up FAST. And to add to that joy, she has dandruff like crazy. And it's not just a little flake here and there, her entire fricking head is peeling. You lift up any section of hair and you see the entire top layer of skin in sections waiting to peel off. It's down-right creepy I tells ya. Other than that, she's adorable. Honest.
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Aww, she's adorable!!! (I think my sister could empathize on the creepy "cradle crap" as she called it. All three of her kids had it bad.)
I hear ya on the showering thing. There are days I don't shower until 9 or 10 at night, and it's only because I feel too gross to even get into my bed. Looking presentable usually takes more energy and effort than I can muster.
Really cute picture there of Sweet Pea! And the only reason I like to shower is for the hot water and for a bit of solitude--if I can get it. ;)
i swear she is the cutest kid ever. (uh, plus your other two and mine i guess.)
and i AM totally stocking you. in the most creepy scary way :)
p.s. showering to so over rated. seriously. over rated.
Shoot, I have the same dilemma and I don't even have kids as an excuse... I get showered and dressed by noon... the very thing I was railing on hubby's kids for when they were visiting.
Oh come on, as long as you shower two/three times a week, you are good. Plus, the less you shower and get dressed, the more your husband appreciates it when you do.
She is so cute. You have such beautiful children.
I'm stocking you too...
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