30 Day Challenge

April is 30 day challenge month at work. We have to do something different or add something to our daily life that we've been putting off or want to try or I dunno.

Take a daily photo. Eat a piece of fruit each day. And I decided to try 30 different hairstyles. I'm halfway thru, and lack of ideas is not a problem. My problem is committing to a style, taking a picture, and knowing that I can't use it again until the month is done. Talk about commitment-phobia.


xoxo, b

Highlights

Last night, I highlighted my hair at home. Nicole sat in the sink and watched me, because she's girly and likes doing her hair/make-up/nails. Naturally, as any cat would.

Anywho, I dropped a little glob of bleach concoction on her head. In conclusion, we both got highlights.

Ben just shook his head when he found out. Shook his head because he couldn't believe how stunning we looked with our highlights. Typical man.

xoxo, b

Paris & Nicole

Here's some pictures of our cats-- Paris & Nicole. Because they are so zany, and this is my blog, and those are both really great reasons.

xoxo, b

ants in my pants

I have some serious ants in my pants.

I'm am in desperate need of an adventure. Which makes me a desperate lady. And desperate ladies do strange and wonderful things, like make a Master Plan on how to leave the area for the weekend:

Master Plan Step One: Finish your bag of discounted Easter candy fun sized Snicker bars in true breakfast of champions style

Master Plan Step Two: Watch a little 30 Rock while eating breakfast of champions to get your creative juices churning

Master Plan Step Three: Find a partner in crime. Getting in the car and heading out by your lonesome is only fun for so long; you need to have at least one other person to create a car air rock band. Besides, solo travel would get you Brit-napped and sold to a shady individual who would cut out your kidney and leave you in a bathtub of ice with jagged stitches which make you think "hey, I doubt he had sufficient medical training to perform such an invasive surgery." And that would be a hard truth to swallow.

Master Plan Step Four: Find a location within traveling distance for a three day weekend. Or a two day weekend. Or an overnight trip. Or a fancy daytrip. In all reality, whatever you can sink your talons into at this point.

Master Plan Step Five: If all else fails, put on the Discovery Travel Channel while you ball up and silently rock back and forth while gentle sobs and glistening tears escape from your body. You can't win them all, kiddo. How terribly depressing.


Luckily, I believe myself to be rather persistent when it comes to matters such as these. There WILL be fun.

xoxo, b

Easter weekend

First off.... Ben & I have been dating for 9 years. Nine. El nine-o! What a crazy little whirlwind of high school proms, two fluffy black kitties, dinner dates, road trips, inside jokes, and all that gooey lovey-dovey stuff, too. In one year we will be joining the decade club

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Ben's strange sleeping position

Good Friday Ben and I drove back to LM for our traditional Good Friday bonfire. I love bonfires and summertime! And I swear, summertime is [probably] coming...








Saturday was a lot of hanging around and watching basketball games. Ben may or may not have won our little bracket bet; I will be demanding a recount.



Ben made friends with my parents' cat, Sam



exploring the partially frozen Rock Lake

Easter Sunday, we went out to a little white, country church. Makes me miss small town life a bit



Sunday afternoon, Brianna and I made some AMAZING colored eggs complete with Disney princess stickers. I like to think of myself as a new aged Van Gogh.

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Today is Brewers opening day!! Here comes baseball season!!

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we clean up nicely

Ben & B

xoxo, b