I got my hair HIGHLIGHTED

Of all the chores associated with being a woman (shaving legs, plucking eyebrows, applying make up, painting nails and toenails, and on and on - the price we women pay to be beautiful!), the one I like LEAST is working on my hair. I just can't seem to force myself to "waste" precious sleep/play/relax moments getting my mess of a mop of a head of hair to look good.

I've blogged about this topic before. And I found what I believe to be the perfect cut for a lazy hair-doer like myself. It's a wash and go curly look about chin-length. I've been sporting this do for at least a year.
But then on Monday, something spunky got in my system and I decided, "What the hell! I'm gonna pay the extra money and get a 'fresh' look to go with being a new mom." So off I went to get a trim (normal) and a HIGHLIGHT (NOT normal - in fact, way edgy for me - never once have I dyed my hair!). Since I was already in a knock-my-socks-off sort of mood, I asked that my hairdresser go ahead and straighten/style it too. Wheewhooo. Tricia really was playing by sometome else's rules!




The result is what you see below. For the 48 hours that I forwent washing my hair (tried to keep the straightened look as long as I could!), I felt like a different woman. Highlights are AWESOME. And so is the straightened look. I will have you know, however, that I will NEVER, EVER put that kind of work into my day-to-day look again. Back to wash and go for me! But at least it will be a highlighted wash and go!


Does this not look like a 1950's Betty Crocker magazine ad? Imagine it black and white with the quote coming out of my mouth: "I can cook, clean, and sooth a newborn! When my husband comes home, I will also satisfy all of his needs!" All that's missing is a vacuum cleaner in my left hand!

My family




I still cannot get over the fact that the Arthur's are a family of 4. We have so enjoyed getting to know Sullivan. And Jackson is in SUCH a cute (sometimes challenging, but still darn cute) place right now with his toddler development.




Last night we got all prettied up to treat Grandma Lynette to her (belated) birthday dinner. Thought a couple pics were warranted (after all, how often does the WHOLE family get prettied up?). It was a yummy meal. And off Gma went this morning back to Columbus. The true test of "how well does Tricia measure up as a mother of two" has begun. I'm alive. But I ain't leaving the house the rest of the day by myself with them. Think I'll leave that project for tomorrow. Or the next day. Or maybe the next. Ha.