“I knew what I had to do and
I made myself this solemn vow:
I was going to be a lady someday,
though I didn’t know when or how.
But I couldn’t see spending the rest of my life
with my head hung down in shame..
I might have been born just plain white trash,
but Fancy was my name.”
- Fancy, Reba McIntire

I was listening to our Vagina Monologues mix from last year on the drive in this morning, and was jamming to some “Fancy”.  It justifies using your feminine wiles to get somewhere in life, so I’m all about it.

We had a lovely family weekend.  Friday night was spent at basketball practice and learning the Dr. Seuss trivia game (thanks, Laura K!!), and Saturday, I scoured the house while the boys went to soccer.  When everyone was home, the annual Halloween festivities began.  It was so cool to watch The Boy’s eyes light up as we pulled out the decorations, and he had so much fun deciding where things should go.  We worked for a couple of hours, transforming the house into a creepy lair, then we went and got a pumpkin to carve (and a few more decorations).  After carving a one-of-a-kind Jack O Lantern (ha!), we all walked to the Po Boy Factory for dinner.  We came back after sunset, and LOVED walking up to our well-lit house.  It was so cool. 

After that, we watched “Nanny McPhee”, one of the MOST entertaining children’s movies I’ve seen in a long time.  Visually stunning, very clever, and smartly crafted, it was a total joy to watch.  And I cried at the end, because there was a wedding.  I promised I would never be THAT girl.. but alas..

Sunday was fairly uneventful other than 1) I got a new purse and 2) I got my hair cut.  And I don’t mean I got my hair trimmed.. oh, no, it’s chopped.  Gone.  There is very little left.  I have phantom hair moments, where I will try and flip my hair over my shoulder, but it’s gone.  She cut it much shorter than I anticipated it being, but she lucked out that my motto for years has been, “It’s hair; it will grow back.”  Because it will, and everyone today has told me how precious my hair is and how it always looks amazing no matter how I wear it.

(Admittedly, I feel very naked with it gone.  But it gives Bryan an excuse to kiss my neck.)

Again, a reminder: this Wednesday, come see Hands Across the Sea at Lee High.  Only an hour of your time (the show cannot run longer than 45 minutes total, or else it’s disqualified), and the kids will greatly appreciate it.  Bryan says he’s pleased with how it’s progressing, but we all know what a different life a show will take on when it’s got people watching it.

This week begins Sarah’s transformation.  I cleaned house, reorganized my closet, got my hair chopped off, and am ready for the season ahead.  I will religiously diet and exercise this week, and I will stay on-task and efficient at work.

This is my goal, anyhow.