Monday, November 29, 2010


It has been a life long dream of mine to find a hair band that actually stays in my hair.  I have horrible hair.  Think, coarse, poofy and generally unmanageable.

It has been a horror for as long as I can remember.

Because of this mass of brillo puff head, I have never EVER found a hair band that didn't slide off, slip around or pop off my head.

A few weeks ago I was shopping at the drug store and after a year long hiatus from hair band shopping, I decided to peruse the aisle to see if there was anything that I hadn't tried on the market.

I was surprised to find there was.

An elastic ribbon type hairband, about one centimetre thick, with little arrows of elastic woven through.

I was doubtful at first, but decided that $5 for two bands (black and dark brown) wasn't a bad price and if they didn't work it wouldn't hurt the wallet.  So I bought them.

And I have totally fallen in love with them.  I wear them often, even switching to using them as an elastic when I need to put my hair up quickly.

They. Are. Amazing.

A couple of days ago I noticed the black one I wear most often was missing from it's usual spot in the old soap dish now full of hair elastics.  I searched a bit and then forgot about it with the weekend rush.  Using the brown one works just fine too.

And today I saw this.

Need a closer loot?  I did...

My wonderful husband, in an attempt to keep our Little Lady out of the computer cabinet, used it as a tie to hold the doors together.

I'm planning my revenge as we speak.



Sunday, November 28, 2010

Deck the Halls!

We finished decorating the outside of our house today.  My husband, who has never liked Christmas, has started to get in to the spirit since our kids have been born.  Or it could be because our neighbourhood is crazy about Christmas decorations.  I think his competitive spirit has taken over in place of a Christmas spirit.

This is him climbing up a tree as tall as our house.  Not a great picture but if you look closely, you'll see his feet at the top of the ladder.  This was just before he actually climbed the tree.  My heart stopped one thousand times. 

This is me ignoring the fact that my husband is in a tree, taking pictures of the decorations that I put up yesterday ye.  I stress the I because about five minutes later Alexander wanted to start adding his personal touches.

My decorations:

Please excuse the mess of stuff on the porch, I took the picture before I made it all tidy.

Now for Alexander's touches:

Three snowmen that glow so bright you can see them from a plane and a plastic Santa. And if you look at the picture of my decorations, you can see a snowman peeking up over the boxes.  He would have added this guy somewhere, but glory be, the bulb was broken.  Not that he would EVER let me forget that we need to pick up a new bulb, but it gives me one day with just three instead of four glowing snowmen on my lawn.

And this (although this he did while I was putting up the garland yesterday):

And when I asked him if he liked all the decorations, this:

Now how can I argue with this face? That and the fact that he asked us every two minutes if we thought his decorations were "bootiful".  I love it when he says "bootiful".  Especially since he takes such pride in the work he does.  You can actually feel the pride oozing out of him as he works.   It's "bootiful".

And after all that avoidance, the tree was done! I'm standing on our second floor balcony, on a chair, and my husband still says next year he is going to go higher.  My heart will stop again. But I have a year before I have to worry about that.

On tomorrow's Christmas decorating episode - hanging big huge ornaments from above tree.

Help me. 


Friday, November 26, 2010

Baby It's Cold Outside!

Apologies for my absence.  Things have been a bit crazy with work and home life.  I have no clue how you full time working mom's do it!  I'm only working part time and I can barely get enough time together to scrub the toilet, let alone keep the office from piling up with junk (which, by the way, I haven't been successful in.  I totally fell off the organization wagon there, pictures to come soon).  But I've really missed blogging and now that the semester is coming to a close, I'm going to get back to blogging again.  Even if it means I have to stay up past 8pm!  Now back to the regularly scheduled programming.

The weather has FINALLY turned cold here.  Thank goodness.  I was about to send a letter to Mother Nature reminding her that I live in Canada, not Florida.

With this burst of Jack Frost inspired weather, my little man has been bitten by the Christmas decorating bug.  He got his Kringle on and it has spread all around my house.  He worked for an hour putting this together (I huge the lights has per his instructions):

I can't wait to see what he does when we get a tree.  He calls this his Christmas Extragansfa (ha ha, extravaganza).

I love him.

'til next time,

Marina Kringle