Down with Muffins – Contest!

While perusing the internets this moring, I stumbled on this little gem of a contest.

For everyone who has ever had a shirt ride up a little too far, or who doesn’t always remember to “suck it in” 24/7 – this is for you.

The crazy mommy bloggers over at MomDot blog, are hosting a contest to make the world a better place and to fight muffintop. Please come over and enter to win an amazing giveaway from Blush, where you can keep or pass along an awesome topless undershirt. They need 200 entries to get more shirts to give away, so come enter this worthwhile fashion cause. And while you are there, dont forget about the other awesome giveaways and new chat room. Oh, and Toni is crazy. Really, really crazy.

Muffins…no, not that kind. (Contest).

She’s on my team

The other night before we went shopping for school clothes, my niece and I spent some quality time together, just the two of us. After hitting the playground and finishing dinner – we just hung out and talked.

Kira decided that she wanted to do my hair – she had some great ideas on how to style it. I was willing to give her a second chance, even though her previous attempt looked something like this:

Picture this in a brunette look. Only slightly more tangled and with less colorful accessories.

Plus, I LOVE having someone play with my hair. Ever since I was a kid – I can still recall the tingly feeling all over my scalp while someone brushed or styled my hair. In college there was this really mean, rude girl in my sorority. But I have at least one fond memory of her just playing with my hair while we were sitting in a long meeting. So I tried not to speak badly of her – she must have had other redeeming qualities, right?

Okay – sorry about the tangent there…. I get a little ramble-y when it comes to some things. 🙂

So – back to Day two of my niece’s attempt at hair styling. This time she’s just going for a good brush-out. No fancy twisty/braidy/pony-tail things all over the place. After she finished the back of my head, she walked around in front of me. Pausing for a minute, she put her hand on my shoulder and said, “I’m on your team, okay? We’ll use teamwork!”. As she started brushing again, I replied: “Thanks, what does our team do?”

She stepped back and looked at me, “Well, we are going to get a boy for you. Because you’re not married yet, right?”.

“Um, no, not since I last checked.”

Returning to brushing my hair in front of my face, Cousin It style, she continued, “Okay then, I’m on your team.” She brushed my (growing out) bangs in my face and then put the brush down. Using her hands she created a small part in the middle of them, so I could kind of see. She was thoroughly concentrating on creating the perfect “style”. With furrowed brow and a serious voice she finished, “Trust me, THIS will do the job”.

Okay, Mr Right. You better watch out – because here I come. And I have the right team to get the job done!

School Shopping

My mom & I took my niece school shopping last night. It was our last girls night before my parents drove Kira back down to my sister in NC. I really am going to miss the punk.

We pretty much just hit up The Children’s Place for our mix & match looks. Is it just me, or does anyone else out there get jealous of all the great, funky outfits that we get to put together for kids? I only wish that these came in grown up sizes too.

Like this combo:

I can totally see myself running around town on a sunny fall day sporting this number.

Or this:

Sundays? Casual work days? Hanging with the girls?

And we can’t forget this:

Hello: matching purse and shoes? Don’t forget that purple knit hat above could add a little sparkle to this. Of course, maybe it has enough sparkle already?

I think we walked out of there about $176 later with 3 pants, skirt, jumper, tights, socks, sweater, several shirts, leggings, headband, and two pairs of shoes.

Makes me wish I had a place to go and get a whole new wardrobe for that amount. Heck – I’d even pay a whole lot more! You did see the matching shoes and purse, right??

Wardrobe Malfunction, part 2

Just to add an update from this afternoon:

Somehow, I managed to tear a huge hole at the bottom of my front right pocket on my shorts. 

Very classy for the workplace…  However – I’m almost out of here, so I’m just going to let it slide for now.

TGIF!  Hopefully next week will be better in the clothing dept.

Have a great weekend!

Putting the “fun” in wardrobe malfunction.

Does anyone else ever have those days?  You know: the ones where all sorts of little mistakes/problems seem to add up and pile on?

And, you see, I have problems dressing myself.  Still.   Especially in the undergarment department.  On a fairly regular basis my underwear goes on inside-out.  Which, really – isn’t that big of a deal I guess.  I think I mostly feel like a failure at basic pre-school level gross motor skills. 

This happened yesterday.  and today. and last week.

This morning I was talking with a coworker in his office for a few minutes.  I kept feeling a sharp pain in my side, up by my armpit.  So I looked down – thinking there was somthing sharp stuck in my sleeveless sweater.  I found a good 2″ of my bra underwire poking out of my sweater.  My male coworker gasped.   I’m surprised it didn’t hurt more.   I tried to gracefully push it back in, but that wasn’t happening.  It took a good 2-3 tries and some boob manipulation to get the darn thing tucked back in.

To quote one of my favorite blogs: Oh. The joys.