Wonder Woman

Once upon a time when I was a child my mother was always fussing with my hair, along with my sisters hair. We had our hair done in the morning, first thing it seems, the MOMENT we woke up from our naps and then before going ANYWHERE! And by me saying anywhere, I really mean anywhere. For example, Flaming George. Yes, my mother owned a propane curling iron. So, when we would come off of the boat at the end of the day to eat dinner and go to sleep, we would all have to get our hair "done" meaning...clip/bow and curled bangs and all!! Needless to say all of our pictures are really cute from my childhood!

The reason for this story is because I was searching my soul trying to figure out why I feel the need to explain why Audrey's hair isn't perfect every time we go some where. I try to have it cute, but lately it seems like we are always late to things and it just doesn't get done like it use to. AND I'M SORRY!!

~~~Mom, I hope you are not embarrassed. ~~~

I also feel this way about my housework not being finished by Monday evening, my bed not always being made, a home cooked dinner NIGHTLY...you get the idea.

Basically my mom was wonder woman. She had 5 kids in 8 years and in my mind did it perfectly, cleanly and she is still a sane woman. Her house is still spotless. It gets deep cleaned each Monday and I VOW to one day be like her...one day.