Category: Pansyiana

Not that this is nearly as fascinating about the current events, but I had to conclude the whole hair thing. I was very pleased with my Ouidad experience and I recommend it to any one with curly hair with a Ouidad salon near them. I chickened out cutting my hair short, so I cut it… Continue reading Hair Today-Gone Tomorrow Part II

I have been trying to get on and blog, but it has nearly been impossible. My family has been gripped by the flu. But this flu lasts for-ever! The baby has not slept now for four nights in a row and does not seem much better. I wanted to bring him into the doctor’s yesterday,… Continue reading Motherhood-Not for Wimps!

Well I have an appointment on Saturday morning to get my hair cut. My hair is currently very long-down to my thighs. I am tired of it. I let it grow this long because it is very thick and curly and has not held a style in the past, so I figured I would go… Continue reading Hair Today-Gone Tomorrow

“If you give a Matthew a muffin, then he’ll ask for a glass of milk. Then he’ll ask for a straw…and um, just make your life horrible until he leaves.”

The Good:Polo is doing just fine and is back at work. He was tired for like a couple of days, but after that was back to normal. We bought a new mini-van. Gorbulas’ Godmother’s husband is a car salesman and gave us a good deal on a 2002 Venture with 30,000 miles on it. Deo… Continue reading Update:The Good News and The Bad News

My husband was driving to work at around 5 am Tuesday morning when he started to lose control. The road was covered with ice that started to melt into a layer of slush covering the ice. The road turns rather hilly and winding where he started to lose control. He was going about 30 mph… Continue reading The accident

I am supposed to go for a 30 minute walk each day if possible. So on Sunday afternoon hubby and I escaped with the baby and the camera and took a walk down the driveway. Baby Fredegar

My ghetto three year old calls his sister “Shorty.” I know because I heard my daughter in the other room saying “Stop calling me Shawdee!”