The Problem Pile

Disclaimer:  The bottom of this blog contains a swear word (sh--), twice.  Do not scroll down if you do not enjoy swear words on funny t-shirts like I do.  Or if your kids are reading over your shoulder and will want to know why that shirt says a bad word on it.   

I sent everything in for Brittney's school registration except for one paper.  I didn't realize that I threw it away on accident.  So today I went in to the school office to get another one, filled it out, handed it in, and she said, "OK, let me find the rest of your paperwork in the problem pile."  Figures that I'm filed in the problem pile.  It feels like a metaphor for my life sometimes. 

Just bought myself a lovely Obama-Biden yard sign and a t-shirt.  I wanted one of the Utahns for Obama t-shirts too, but I restrained myself.  Might still have to go back for one.  It is my birthday month after all, so all purchases are guilt free.  Just kidding.  Ha nothing I do is guilt free. 

I've had two early birthday celebrations.  My mom is going to be out of town on my birthday, so she had us all over for a delicious dinner on Sunday.  She gave me a really cute purse, a scarf, and a belt.  So fun. 

Then my mil and three of my sil's and my oldest niece all took me out to lunch at Olive Garden today for my birthday.  It was so much fun.  We had lots of time to just sit and chat, and I feel like I never get that.  When we go to family parties there are so many people and so much going on, of course, that there isn't a solid hour or two to just sit and talk to anyone. 

It's nice that they all had birthday parties for me, because I don't think my actual birthday is going to be much of a party.  I have to work that day, and all of my plans have been foiled.  First I wanted to go to Las Vegas to see Garth Brooks.  Then I downgraded to Wendover to see Rodney Atkins and take an ATV tour of the desert.  Now I pretty much am planning to sit home and feel sorry for myself.  I don't know. 

It's now time for a Q & A Session, inspired by the comments section of my blog.

Q:  great little clip! Has our fil seen it? :)

A:  Ha ha ha!  No.  I love our fil, but he tells you stuff, you don't tell him stuff.  Plus his head might explode if he watched that clip.  :)

Q: The salon totally should have comped the dye job, as in given it to you for free. 

Q: I agree w/ Heather, they shouldn't have made you pay!

A:  Well, it really wasn't their fault.  They didn't make a mistake... it was my hair that didn't process right.  I don't know what they could have done differently, except not do it in the first place, which is probably what should have happened.  I actually don't mind the white in my hair anymore now that I'm used to it.  The only thing I don't like is that it's super thin in the white areas at the top.  I'm worried I'll have bald patches.  I told my stylist I was going to start using Rogaine, but she said to take Biotin.  So I went to the store to buy some, and a lady told me that her daughter used it and it totally works.  She said her daughter's hair was in a short bob and now it's down to her butt.  She finally stopped taking it because she got tired of having to shave her legs and pits every day.  So I started taking it, and I don't really care about it making my leg hair grow, but what if it makes me start growing really long facial hair?  What if I'm like the bearded lady?  Or if it makes my eyebrows grow and I look like I have caterpillers on my face? 

I freaking want this t-shirt.  Apologies.