oh, baby

i know what you're thinking. and you're wrong. heehee.

yesterday was my deadline day for year-end reports, w2s, and all ugly things tax-related. so, after about 4 hours of sleep and 9 hours of stressful work day, the law student and i had dinner. my highly dramatized drinking-binge consisted of one beer, sipped slowly. to more completely round out my meal and my day, i needed ice cream, so we drove over to the gas station that has a little freezer full of bluebell pints.

i spent what is possibly too long picking out flavors and ended up in line behind 3 young frat boys, all who can grow more facial hair than my 30-year-old husband, who were all buying cigarettes. as the last one was carded, the clerk asked for his birthday.

"twelve eleven ninety-one."

what?

i asked the cashier to be sure i heard him correctly. i had.

i still think of myself as college-age. insert denial here. hearing that kid's birthday, coupled with the 3 gray hairs i had yanked out earlier that morning, was just another rude reminder that i am, in fact, NOT, no matter how young i look or feel.

thanks, life.

p.s. to the scruffy dude with glasses and mismatched clothes who didn't hold the door open for me? you're rude and your clothes are ugly and you need to shave.

weekend redux

um, so after a blogging hiatus and general craziness, here is an update of sorts. (i'm drinking wine, and will try to correct as many errors as possible prior to posting, but no promises.)

1. the law graduate was approved to take the bar! yeah, that's right. they don't tell you you've been approved to take the bar until about a month before you actually take it. nice of them, huh?

2. i invented a new game with the apples to apples card game. never heard of it? it's so fun. but my way is better. it is best played late at night with dear friends and plenty of beer.

3. the law graduate cannot hang. over 4th of july weekend at the lake, he went to bed at 10:30. twice.

4. why is it that whenever i post an "update," i number it?

5. my hairdresser is back in business!!! i'm a smidge thrilled. i have only just recently found a place in oxford worth paying money to for a haircut. but now angie's back and my hair has never looked better.

6. reason #32 i have a walmart nokia go phone that only makes phone calls and texts, and only costs $30: last night's late night text from baby sister. "i just shattered my iphone. $700. $500 deposit. fml." sorry, baby.

7. finally watched the movie waitress with mama this weekend. it's pretty cute. mama hasn't stopped singing that song for the past month. "baby don't cry..." check it out, it's super cute.

and last, but not least. i may or may not have accidentally almost given my mother a mild concussion. really. i was packing up to leave to meet daddy for lunch and had loaded everything in the back of my car and was saying goodbye to mama. i tell her to move because i'm closing the door. i guess she didn't really believe me, or moved out of my line of vision and i thought she was safe, i don't really know, but i slammed that door down on her poor little head. and it was scary. especially when she was stumbling around, holding back tears, trying not to pass out or cry and telling me her face felt numb. so then i had to call a friend from whose baby shower we had just come from (she's a nurse) and tell her i had just injured my mother and did i need to call 911? (it would have been my third time ever. the first time, i was 6 years old and made rebecca do it before school. they don't like that and chewed rebecca out. mama didn't like that and chewed the operator out for terrifying a 4-year-old. the second time i saw a guy wreck in front of me when i was 16 in alabama.) i felt (and still feel) so awful about almost taking mama out. but all's well that ends well. mom did not have a concussion and did not require medical care and did make it through the night alive. for which i am very thankful. glad to still have you with us, mama! sorry about that knot on your head. but maybe your hair will have some volume this week.

"mama con't cry, gonna make a pie, gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle."

"almost-gave-mama-a-concussion pie: cherry pie with a blackberry center."

friday

a friday hit list.

combine these:

1. one sam adams summer ale, one lazy magnolia indian summer, and another summer ale.
2. no dinner.
3. staying out til midnight with the law student's friends.

and this is what you get:

1. a tired girl.
2. who needs a pillow.
3. who's hungry and bumming cheese puffs off her coworker.
4. who brushed her teeth,
5. but forgot deodorant.
6. and didn't shower cause her hair looks ok from last night.
7. and is wearing makeup over last night's makeup.