The Answer

I have finally solved the mystery to self-tanning: paying someone to airbrush your naked self in a room full of mirrors. I think I also made myself become anorexic by looking at my hiney in several different mirrors at once. Talk about the truth hurting. To top it all off, my self-tanning applicatoress (yeah I just made up a new vocabulary word) wore a size 0 after 2 kids. I told her I hated her. I halfway meant it. Seriously though, ya'll, my tan looks fabulous, even if my pride is hurting.
I looked slightly strange yesterday - Chad came home and said "Baby, I've never seen you this dark!" But after today's shower (you absolutely can NOT shower until 24 hours after the application) it looks great. So for $25, you can look like you spent a couple of thousand laying around in Mexico. I sported a cute new Old Navy sundress today and felt oh so summery with my faux tan!

Also, our dryer is fixed. Guess how much it cost? $158. I am so not kidding and wish I was. Evidently, dryer maintenance men earn more per hour than lawyers do. This one came in at $60 per hour. A freakin' DOLLAR per minute. Plus the service call price. Plus parts. Plus how many breaths he took in my presence. I almost teared up when I wrote out the check and he had to snatch it from my hand because I didn't want to let go. Not really, but trust me, I thought about it. Chad and I will be opening up our dryer fixin' business soon because this guy is making BANK doing not so hard labor. AND he talked on his cell while he was here. I just think that's tacky.

On the kitchen front - I got almost another wall of border down. Along with some sheetrock when I was holding the scraper thingy the wrong way. This project is taking YEARS. I plan to have it done before Christmas. I hope.

The weather in Greenville, SC was just gorgeous today and it's going to be a beautiful warm spring evening, too. So we're meeting my best friend, Michelle, out to see a band play at Quaker Steak & Lube. Should be a fun time! Ya'll stay safe tonight!