Name Calling

B. called me a mommy blogger today. I was upset until I realized...he was right. What could I say in retaliation?!? Secretly, I actually enjoy being a mommy blogger-discussing the Queen's brilliance, our school lives, and my love of being a wife and mother. Since this has been brought to my attention, I realized that I needed some new zest in my life. In order to celebrate this occasion, I cut and dyed my hair. I didn't just dye my hair the ordinary bleach blond, I decided to go with a more sleek and natural dark blond. Plus, I didn't just cut my hair in the usual sassy style, I decided to look like Courtney Cox.

Something about getting a new hairdo completely revamps my outlook on life. From this side of the haircut, I can now look at my sickness with more kind eyes: thank you for helping me lose weight, giving me a pasty look, and allowing me the excuse to sit in my green rocking chair.
In addition, I don't look at food with my usual distaste. I now look at it with reverence- thank you for coming into my stomach and allowing my stomach to decide whether it wants you to stay there or not.
I also think that the Queen enjoys being with me even more. She just knows that her mommy is a hottie.
I think the greatest part about getting a new "do" is the look in B.'s eye when I get home. It is at these moments (and every day of my life) that I realize- I still got it.