Long week...

This was a crazy week with school work, hubby's work. It was long, but we survived, and it's been a fun weekend. The boys went sand duning with some co-worker's, and locals. They had a blast! I need to get the pics from monkey's phone. They wanted to go without us this time :) I am not sure how i feel about being vertical in a jeep in the sand. We will see :) Midget and I went shopping, got some shoes, and had dinner. She rode the hamster ball again, and was thrilled. We rode back with the sunroof open and katy perry, she declared she had the best night ever, can't ask for more than that!

Polly, this is for you, this is Texas Hair....


Nicely done :)

This I would have killed for, and truth be told might still.

Here's a funny old Texas monthly article :)
Texas Big Hair....
Hooray for Big Hair!
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From Farrah to Ann, Texas women have combed, curled, teased, and tousled their way into the national consciousness. Who says bigger isn’t better?

by Skip Hollandsworth

It arrives like a blimp, floating ethereally through the door before the rest of the woman’s body does. For a moment, you can look at nothing else. You try to stare at the woman’s face, at her dress, even down at her shoes—but your eyes keep wandering upward. No matter how many times you’ve seen it, you find yourself once again awestruck by that towering, impenetrable edifice known as…Big Hair.


The most scorned fashion statement of our day, the target of rabid eradication campaigns by modern hairstylists, Big Hair hangs on like a buzzard in the desert. I, for one, am glad. At the risk of sounding socially impaired, I must confess that I love Big Hair.

I mean really big. I love the old-fashioned bouf-le-dos made popular again by Governor Ann Richards, and I love the wild curled-all-over hair of the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders. I love the way West ...