open mouth, insert foot.

i'm an open-minded person. i'm fairly liberal. and, let's just put this out there, i'm pro-choice, too.

but, this isn't a political post.

no. instead, this post is a gripe about ignorant people.

i know we're all guilty of speaking before thinking, but damn...some people really shouldn't be allowed to articulate their feelings in a verbal manner. period.

let me just preface my rant with this:
my most recent hair cut was quite a change. we're talking major change.

i'm a funny person. sometimes, i really, really, REALLY wonder what others think or say about me. other times, i don't give a hoot. well, my super short pixie cut had me wondering what people thought. 

every reaction i've gotten thus far has been nothing short of awesome: hot, sexy, amazing, fabulous, cute...those are just some of the words used to describe my look {i'm totally blushing}. i even had a friend tell another friend that i look just like my mother...that's an amazing compliment.

last weekend, i got the reaction i had been dreading {and, yes, i wondered when someone would say something}...

michelle, are you a lesbian?*

*and, just so we're clear, lesbian was NOT the term used

first of all, i'm not homophobic. not at all. i don't care who you love as long as you're loved and are being loved. of course, if you have romantical feelings about your mother or farm animals, well, then you've got issues. second of all, being questioned about my sexuality, while it caught me off guard, didn't really bother me..much. this brings me to my third point...

the fact that people will make an assumption about a person's sexuality based off of a hair cut? yeah, that bothers me.

it's a shame that some people are narrow-minded. it's a shame that some people still feed off of stereotypes and other asinine assumptions. good gracious...people really are ignorant, aren't they? 

short hair does not equate to homosexuality. short hair on a woman exudes nothing but confidence, sass & spunk. so, ignorant people of the world, please think before you speak because hell hath no fury like a woman...with short hair.

peace out, thirty-three!

yesterday was my birthday.

my thirty-fourth birthday, to be exact.

another trip around the sun, another year wiser, another year closer to forty.

how was my special day?
it was pretty uneventful.
the kids fought.
i did laundry.
i watched some 90210 reruns. {it's an addiction, i tell ya!}

my husband went shopping for my present on my birthday. {that's nothing new. you should see him at christmas. yes, he's one of the many at the mall on christmas eve.}

but...

i was spoiled.

the kids gifted me with not one, but two perry the platypus plush dolls {i love phineas & ferb, y'all}:

and, after dropping some major hints {thanks for calling adam, mom!}, adam gifted me with this:

{i've already exchanged the bracelet for a smaller size, but i think i need to exchange it again.
i'm pretty certain it's now too small. ugh.}

a pandora bracelet! i love the middle charm . . . it is a sea shell. you know, because shell is my nickname & i also love to collect shells. i can't wait to get more beads.

we don't eat out often, so i made a special request for dinner: linguine with clam sauce. here is adam's version of the dish:

it was so yummy! i had leftovers for lunch today.

and, i'm pretty sure you all know what also happened this weekend {if you follow me on twitter}. if not, here is a hint:

i absolutely adore my hair stylist & she squeezed me in for an appointment on saturday afternoon. she & i had a deal that i would grow my hair out until june rolled around. clearly, june came & went. but, i kept my promise.

this is what i looked like on my last day as a thirty-three year old:

my hair was l-o-n-g. well, long for me. it hasn't been that long since i was a sophomore in high school and that was, well, many, many years ago. if there is one thing to know about me & my hair, i don't mind doing something drastic. it's hair . . . it will grow back. except now it's going to take a while for my hair to grow out.

here is the new {thirty-four year old} me:

 {look at those crazies behind me!}

{ok, ok, so technically i'm still thirty-three in these pics.}

i went pixie, y'all. my husband's reaction? "oh, my god." he'll get over it. i mean, damn, we've been together a-l-m-o-s-t eighteen years, you would think he'd be used to my drastic hair cuts by now. i also colored it. mama needed to hide those grays {one day i'll gladly sport nature's highlights . . . just not right now}.

the kids {who went with me to my hair appointment} helped cut my hair, too. my stylist let them both cut a chunk of my hair. they were pretty stoked about that.

all in all, it was a good day. throw in the fact that the redskins won {like i really give a crap about football} and i would say it was a great day!

hair today, gone tomorrow.

well, that was yesterday's saying.

my last haircut was in january.  i never, EVER go that long without so much as a trim.  as for color, i won't lie.  i use box color to stretch out the time between salon quality dye jobs.  my stylist knows this {and she's okay with this}.  highlights, on the other hand, are something i haven't had in a long while.  a long, long while.

on wednesday, i did it all - all over color, a fun cut & highlights {or as my stylist says, "some perky around the face."}.

before {hair fresh from the shower}:

after {just a bit wind-blown}:

if i was smart, i would have taken a picture of the back {i'll do that this weekend}.  it's short.  it's fun.  i've had a short, choppy bob cut before.  i love it.  and, best part of all?  i got to share my fun day at the salon with this wonderful gal {she got her hair cut, colored & highlighted, too}!

So I can be a Daddy, too...

The boys shaved their heads tonight.

As the hubs was using the clippers on Aidan's head, their conversation became quite amusing --

Aidan: "That's a lot of hair. I can take some of it and put it in my arm pits. I can glue it with my glue stick."

The hubs: "Now why would you want to go and do something like that?"

Aidan: "So I can be a Daddy, too."