Happy New Year!

Happy New Year from everyone in my family, except Ferg.

She hates the fireworks.

It's mine.

Yessss...

Thank you, B. Love you to the moon and back.

Evening cuteness

It appears that Sinead O'Connor is single again.

Married for 16 days and, according to O'Connor, it felt as if she were "living in a coffin."

[insert chuckle]

My favorite part of the article from People.com below.

(My notes in red.)

"In addition, O'Connor owns up in the interview that she went on a frantic hunt for cannabis on their wedding night. [WHO DOES THAT?]

"We ended up in a cab in some place that was quite dangerous," [WHO DOES THAT?]  O'Connor is quoted as telling the Sun. "I wasn't scared – but he's a drugs counselor. What was I thinking?" [She married a "drugs counselor"? Stop it. No she didn't.No HE didn't.  I'm certain there's a set of guidelines regarding not marrying your patient/client.]

She adds: "Then I was handed a load of crack. [WHO is just "handed" a "load of crack"?] Barry was very frightened [Well duh.] – that kind of messed everything up a bit, really." [Yeah, I can see how that could be an issue.]

Story here.

[Phenomenal. You can't make this stuff up.]


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Duh.

 Of course Oprah's back on television. It's her "new chapter", ya'll.

"In this new, weekly, primetime series, Oprah steps outside of the studio for some riveting, enlightening in-depth conversations with newsmakers, celebrities, thought leaders and real-life families."

You see, Oprah must travel the world in order to converse with others about herself. It's part of her plan of world domination.

She's the energizer bunny. Or something.

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Ombre, ombre, ombre.

So, remember last week when I said I needed a change? I mentioned that I was contemplating the "ombre" look. (See post here.)

I felt that my cousin's comment to the post was incredible accurate. She felt that the whole ombre craze was really a ploy created by hairstylists across the globe since we all know colored hair will eventually boast the "ombre" look if it's not touched up.

Good point, cousin. Excellent point for those of us who don't have grey hair.

Because kids, if I grew my hair out for six months and didn't color it, my Stacey London streak would be screamin'. And grey is fine for you. It's not fine for me.

So, I changed the hair a bit.

No time for a professional photoshoot. Nope. The photobooth on my computer will have to do. Gritty and real, yo. Gritty and real.

Here's the before. Long. Brown.

(Please note my incredible golden-Cabo tan. Tee hee. I shun the sun.)

Now, for the after:

The ratty back. (Remember, I don't do the back of my hair usually. Why? Because I can't see it.)

And that's me. It's not blonde. It's copper-y.

There's the roots that I paid for. Note, the GREY is covered. YAY!

Also note: I didn't do my hair this morning (Remember? You saw the back of my head.) I just had it in a bun last night. So if I did my hair, I'm assuming the results may be better. Maybe.

And there you have it, the paid-for ombre look.


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Hello new lens.

Exciting times in my house.

New lens. Happy Ky. Care to walk with me?

P.S. You're going to want to see the last photo. Trust me.

...and so this was Christmas.

The cookies were rolled out, cut out and "painted" by Lila on the Eve.

 Then they were carefully selected (just stars) by Lila for the big man.

The unenthusiastic elf posed near the gifts.

Merry Christmas!

Wishing you and yours a very blessed and very happy Christmas.

C., Kylee, Lila Ross & Vivienne Kate

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Shopping in Los Cabos Part I: In celebration of the bith of the Christ child

They like to put Jesus, Mary and Joseph (and various saints) on everyday objects down here in Los Cabos.

Coffee mugs.

Candles.

Plates.

Balloons. (I've seen it.)

And now this..

Yep.

That's what we're working with down here, peeps.

Virgin Mary baby bottles.


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Shopping in Los Cabos Part I: The value of Elmo

It appears that Mexican "Rocker Elmo" who lives on Plaza Sesamo (see the box) holds a bit more value here in Los Cabos. He's $999.00 pesos. (That's $72.29 USD.) Um. Ridiculous.

On amazon.com, he's $58.88.

Why the price difference? I'm assuming because Mexican Elmo is bilingual.

Or perhaps Mexican Elmo comes with a case of chiclets valued at approximately $13.41.

There's value in chiclets.





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Happy Birthday!

Trophy Life and I in May 2011.

Oh, dear friend. How I love you.

I smile when I think of the day you were born. Primarily because you and your twin were a surprise to your parents. Well, one of you was the surprise. I like to think that you were the surprise because surprises make people happy and you, dear friend, make so many people happy.

I love you and feel that you your friendship makes me a better person. I also love the way you dress. The way you travel, the fact that you have friends EVERYWHERE... well, it's just a testament to your incredible spirit.

Please come see us again. Soon. You know you're always welcome here.

I am SO glad you were born. Oh, happy birthday.

ky


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Another post about Lila. This one with severe bruising.

So I'm at work today and I get a text message from our nanny. (We text throughout the day.)

For some reason, the beginning part was cut off by Telcel and whatever she typed didn't come through.

"[receiving text]  no le sale sangre ella no llora esta tranquila. Perdon. :("

Loose translation:

"...there was no blood and she didn't cry and she's calm. Pardon. Frown face."

[heart falls out of chest]

WHAT?

HUH?

WHO?

So I immediately get on the horn (my cell phone, for those of you born in the 80's) and ask if she could please clarify. Still that wasn't good enough and I drove home in 32 seconds to survey the damage and to hear from Lila first-hand:

Pointing at the door jam while showing me the scene of the accident she said, "Lila hurt head. Hit door. Ow. Boom."

(That pretty accurately sums it up.) 

As it turns out, Lila SMOKED the wall. She was running to the bathroom and hit her FACE on the door frame. Our wonderful nanny apologized PROFUSELY (not her fault) and I accepted her apology and told her not to worry, Lila's a kid, these things happen. (In all honesty I wanted to scream and explain to her that her job is to be stuck like glue to my child ALL DAY LONG and that accidents should not ever happen. Unreasonable? Sure. My protective-Momma-feelings? Absolutely. What? Did you just say that this is not the last time something like this will happen? I didn't hear you.)

Hello goose egg.

It's PURPLE.

Of course I watched anxiously for three hours after she hit the wall to confirm that she wasn't concussed. And, I'm happy to report she ate just fine, did not have dilated eyeballs, wasn't nauseous or vomiting and wasn't sleepy.

As it turns out, this was a [major] boo-boo... and she's ok.

I think I'm glad we celebrated Christmas LAST Saturday. That shiner ain't going to look so great in the 'ole Christmas pics.


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Christmas memories 2011: Lila's first time making cutout cookies.

This was exciting for Lila since, "Lila help?" is heard constantly 'round these parts. This kid likes to grab her footstool and wing it over to any counter top she can barely get her head over in order to help.

"Lila, wanna make some cookies?"

"YEEEESSSSS!"

On goes the apron.

Yep. Her hair is really that messy.
Weekends be crazy up in here.

She's actually smiling. She was so pumped. "They are letting me SIT on the counter. I am MIXING some food. I am WEARING my apron. MY LIFE IS INCREDIBLE." (That's an exact quote.)

Cars, work stress & hair

• My Jeep (Lola) reached 30k miles today. It's six years old. Clearly I don't take a lot of road trips. I don't want to drive into the ocean. Nor do I want to drive 1000 miles to San Diego.
• Sometimes I feel like my job gets the best of me and my family gets what's left. I hate that.
• Speaking of work, I hate it when people respond to my emails within 2 minutes of me sending them. GIVE.ME.A.MINUTE. I want the ball to be in your court for at least 60 minutes.
• I want to do an ombre look to my hair. Appointment on Friday. This is what I want. Less blonde, though. Mama needs a change. Thoughts?

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Product Review

I'm still a faithful bare minerals user, however I'm a fan of Laura Mercier products, too. I already write about their tinted moisturizer here... but I must confess my appreciation for this, too.

It's Laura Mercier secret camouflage. (I use SC-3).

It's supposed to be great at hiding dark circles and "minor imperfections" and for the past 10 months or so I've had dark circles consistently. (Thanks Lila and Vivi!)

Enter this stuff.

I like it. It goes on smoothly and you just need a bit. I use it under my eyes, but you could use it all of your face, for sure.

No one's told me I look exceptionally exhausted so I think it's doing its job.

$28 on Sephora.

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**Nope, compensated for this endorsement.


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Melt my heart

They held hands for nearly an hour...

Ferg Friday: a haircut

Lila's first Christmas Program

Lila's first Christmas program was yesterday.

She wasn't pumped.

We were somewhat concerned because it was in the middle of her normal nap time and we had to wake her up to attend. (Eek. Waking up Lila is never good.) Let's just say, she was not in the mood.

I love this kid.

 Thankfully, her cousins Bella and Brody attend the same school and they were in the Christmas program, as well. So they attempted to perk her up.

I love that the three of them were holding hands.

Look at how well that went over.

How gorgeous is Bella?