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Man, have I had a much needed good couple of days. I'd like to run down the list of peeps who made it happen and give them a special "shout out"

After weeks of walking around with a magazine photo of what I want my hair to look like I finally went for it. Not sure why I debated (ok, procrastinated) when I knew I was in good (outstanding) hands at Ha!r in Grandview. If you live in the Columbus area, you have got to check out the salon. What a talented, top-notch team. Thank you Jose Espitia for making me pretty!

Z Cucina. I don't think I will ever be able to adequately describe how much I enjoy eating there. I love to go on Friday before it gets busy. I can take Caroline for $5 and get a great meal for myself as well. Blue Crab Ravioli. 'Nuff said.

Cantina Laredo. Holy Smokes. Upscale Mexican at Polaris. Sunday Brunch, $10.00. INCLUDES a free mimosa or Bloody Maria (Nope, not a Bloody Mary, this one's made with tequila!) THE best salsa I've ever had in a restaurant (they even sent me home with a container) and more food than I knew what to do with. (OK, that part might be a lie.)

Toss in there a little meltdown at Banana Republic, a pet expo with Caroline and some surprise time with friends and you've got all the makings of a great weekend!

And last but not least. It was my one week anniversary with Quincy. I heart that little nugget.

This morning...

I woke up knowing today was the day. I had something BRILLIANT I was going to write about. Something that would get me noticed. Something that would make a publisher or editor somewhere sit upright, snap their fingers and summon an assistant. SOMEONE find this brilliant girl and get her on the horn pronto. I knew what I had to write today was sheer genius.

Only as the day went on I forgot.

Somewhere in the process of loving my kids, enjoying the weather and living life I forgot. Which frustrated me because really, when I woke up I'm not even kidding you, whatever I had to say was great.

But over the course of the day, just being me was OK too. Maybe not brilliant, and maybe not something to make another person jump out of their seat but I will go to bed being loved. And loving.

So, while I may not have anything genius to share I will tell you this. I've come to a decision about lemons.

There are times in life when you feel like someone has handed you a lemon. And you have two choices. Either accept the lemon or ask for a straw to go with it. I'm going to start carrying a pack of sugar so I'm ready...

Who's ready for some lemonade?

Leaping Leprechaun Catcher...

Well, I'll tell you. The Leprechaun catcher has been very handy. We have tried our hardest to catch that Leprechaun. We really have. And we've been close. But how do you catch such an elusive little guy? He's been toying with us and leaving little clues every couple of days, but so far we have not been able to catch him.

He has left us a pretty cute balloon, a flashing ring and a teddy bear. One day, there was even a reward letter on the door!

Feeling lucky, Leprechaun?

My weekend with Chelsea Handler...

OK. Maybe only one of us was there, and it was me, but I did read Chelsea's new book this weekend.

And like her other books, I laughed out loud.

Hysterically.

Multiple times.

And while there are many things it is good to get in multiples, laughter is definitely one of them.

I've been to see Chelsea on tour twice and she is back on tour but no Columbus stops unfortunately.

Caroline is bummed because she was really hoping for an updated photo op with Chelsea.

Read the book people- Chelsea Chelsea Bang Bang

The fabric of our lives...

Four years ago I was steaming mad. About a polyester dress. That cost $120.00 I think.
What had me so riled up? Tessa came home shortly after high school started and needed a check for her choir dress. It seemed expensive to me, especially for something that had been mandated. And to be quite honest, the dress was ugly and polyester. I ranted and raved about how they had better plan on wearing this dress for all four years of choir. I swore up and down that she better save the dress and sell it to a freshman when she was done. I fantasized about Tessa and all of her friends using the choir dresses as bridesmaids dresses someday to save money.
Tonight was Tessa's next to last choir concert. As I sat there in the audience I was ashamed of myself. How could I have been so angry about paying for a dress I insisted needed to last four years when I didn't realize what the end of the four years would symbolize? I would gladly buy another polyester dress to have another four years with Tessa. Like so many things in life, tonight I realized it's not about the dress and it's not about the money. This is my life with my daughter. I need to cherish these times together and not get caught up in the other stuff.
Man am I going to miss that girl of mine...

Sign of the times...

Well, I guess I'm not in Kansas anymore. I was watching a friends daughter the other night and we were talking about a father/daughter dance she had been to. She was trying to explain the dance she learned and I said "Do you mean the hand jive?" After much discussion between myself, Caroline and the other little girl we decided that yes, it must have been the hand jive. Which led to my telling the girls about the movie Grease. And some blank looks. I finally had to resort to describing Grease as High School Musical before there WAS High School Musical. More blank looks. We decided to watch Grease, but the girls were SO BORED and just wanted to play. For some reason they did not buy into me trying to describe Sandy as Sharpay and Danny as Troy. Looks like I'll be doing the Hand Jive on my own.

How to catch a Leprechaun...

When I picked up Caroline from school today she told me she wanted to catch a Leprechaun. When I asked her why, she told me it was because she wants him to show her where the pot of gold is. How could I argue with that?

Home we went to make our very own Leprechaun catcher. We made sure to lure the Leprechaun with shiny gold pennies so we will just have to wait and see what happens.

Fingers crossed...

Question...

How come you never really notice how much you dislike someone until you don't like them anymore?

A Minx-y Monday...

After many months of watching Wendy Brandes sport her Minx manicures I knew it was time for me to have my own. She thoughtfully provided a website where you could find someone in your own city providing this service. And I did! I opted for navy blue with little white anchors. Very spring like! Check out their link to find a salon near you!