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My Press On Obsession

Since this is MY website, I try to avoid looking like a total goober around here. I don’t tell you all my painfully embarrassing moments, although I average 5 a day and it would be a lot of content…

That notwithstanding, I just have to admit that the little bit of ghetto nerd in me has a new favorite thing: Press On nails.

Realizing that the mani-pedis were costing ‘the family’ about 80$ every three weeks, I stopped going to the salon for fake nails. I would get a pedicure every couple months as a treat and for major upkeep, then just do my toes myself. But my finger nails were harder to keep nice. In Utah for my birthday I found a little set of nails with rhinestones and flowers painted on. That’s fancier than the french tips I was paying so much for. They didn’t last all that long in the cold and under ski gloves, but they were fun.

In San Diego I’ve been wearing them every other week or so now. A set includes 24 nails typically for about 5$. I’m a savvy chick and can get two sets out of them by filing the big ones down to size. They usually last about a week, you really just super glue them on. I’ve gone crazy about them since I started getting compliments about what cute nails I had. Everyone asks where I get them done and I admit they are press ons and ignore the funny looks.

Here’s what I’ve got on right now:

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And here’s all the new sets I just picked up:

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What do you think? Am I the biggest dork on the planet? I am a little worried I’m too old for these things, but they’re just so much fun.

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Lesson Not Learned

This post has to be a little cryptic. I was going to blab all about the little details – but there’s a story about a guy who was on Twitter, mentioned he was going on vacation, and someone found his flickr page and broke in to his house and stole all the stuff he’d posted pics of, his toys and computer and all that (HERE’S THAT LINK, Thanks SB).

So – all I can mention(other than we live in Arizona, wink wink) a general story. It bums me out – I was all prepared to put up pictures for you and tell you all about the excitement and sheer joy I’m running on with the little gifts from my husband for my anniversary. I got two very nice things, but for fear of someone coming and hunting me down – it’s seriously made me a little paranoid – I can’t tell you. You’ll have to call and ask. And I’ll have to believe that you’re the kind of friend that won’t come stealing from me! And we’ll all just have to hope that my cell phone isn’t stolen…again. I’m still a little bitter…

(Speaking of which, another friend got their sunglasses stolen from the same place my phone was taken, just saying.)

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I’m having nightmares that this girl I know that put up Facebook pictures of her new car gets it stolen, that people are going to all come after other people’s things. Be careful on the internet people!

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Cost-Benefit Analysis Of Being Unrealistic

It seems pretty standard to me that most people go through periods of frugality and periods of splurging. Sometimes it just depends what day it is. With RDR coming up, and my roots showing, I decided to buy an 8$ box of hair dye that proclaimed itself to be “Deep Brown”, the color that sounded most like my own natural color. I didn’t feel up to calling, getting an appointment, sitting around in an uncomfortable chair, and waiting for someone that isn’t me to blowdry my hair into a style I never wear (why do they always do that?). It would be easier and I’d be saving money, right?

Why did I think that? That must be because I am a moron. I forgot that the reason you spend the 100$ is so that your “Deep Brown” hair will not come out midnight black except for the spot way in the back you couldn’t reach (which is thankfully only visible if I make it a point to show you). You pay for that removal creme they use so that the color is not on you forehead, ears, wrists where the gloves slipped, and mysteriously a couple splatters on your shoulders, which are all still there after two showers and three attempts with makeup remover.

Tough. I’m not caving in. I’m dealing with this for at least a month until the greys are showing again. I might even say that black is what I was going for. I cleaned up the mess in the bathroom, bleached the destroyed hair towel, and found a hat to wear as I head out to get some sun. Maybe no one will notice my hair if I have a great tan.

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It’s Not Just Me

If you can even believe it, all this short and sporadic posting isn’t me being lazy, or having too much fun. I’m sorry to have to admit it, but the computer seems to not have been properly fixed. Or fixed at all. The screen keeps crapping out like it used to – and this time around it’s even harder to get it back up and running.

So on top of all that, losing (or was it stolen!??! I think stolen.) my phone was just perfect. The funny thing was that I had it a whole year and that’s pretty average for me. I get a new free one that I’m sitting around waiting for now. Being so unattached to the world literally gave me a panic attack for about an hour, then it was kind of fun. Some of our friends texted MK and we got to go to a giant birthday Monday pool party.

We ran last night for the first time (SDH3 baby!) which was pretty awful for me and made me worry if I’m even going to make it to the end of Red Dress Run’s 5 mile trail. How out of shape you get so fast if you don’t maintain!

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What You Get

No one every expects that much from me. But MK, well, he’s a boss. 😉 However, we both have been in a big fog of reconnecting, unpacking, settling, and making plans that gave us both headaches and brain lapses.

Like this weekend. It’s a holiday weekend. I figured that out YESTERDAY. We have company. But not who we thought. I knew BB and MB were coming but thought MY brother got here before HIS brother. Nope. And that they’d be here at the same time. Nope. And that there were some big events we’d all be hitting up. Nope. Most of those are next weekend, except for the ones we thought were next weekend that are this weekend…apparently everyone we know in San Diego has a birthday this month.

Events next weekend, company now. BIL and a new GF. Uh oh. And maybe SIL. Even thought MK and I managed to thoroughly confuse her too. But we’re going to make the best of it. Boating in a few minutes, beach. Cookouts. Bars. Adventures. Then BIL will be here. Swap meet. Farmer’s Market. Have to scare the new GF.

I don’t have a job – it’s been a while now. So forgive me that my calendar totally sucks. I mean, we were so sure we got married on the holiday weekend and it was always the last weekend and the long weekend. Nope. I really need a calendar. Don’t even get me thinking about next month, the headaches comes back. I’m always trying to do my best, sometimes my best is pretty weak. Sorry, that’s what you get. 🙂

In other good news SB and I are gonna have an LA sleepover party, and I get to see MR belly dance too. Fun things are coming up. MK finally has the camera figured out so there might just be some pictures of the adventures too!

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