Moody Mania: Hair We Go...

That morning when you wake up with the same red carpet look as Z LaLa...

The girl on the right spent hours on her hairstyle. I did, too. My hours were just spent like this.

I love it when people ask if I'm a "morning" person. What is that supposed to mean? My frustrations are just as prone to happen anytime of day. Case in point: my tire and transmission have both died on I-20 in the afternoon hours. I had a ceiling cave in on me at a theater at around 8:00 pm. One time a water pipe exploded in my parents' kitchen while we were on the way out the door to school. So, am I a morning person? I really don't know how to answer that. No time of day is ever safe for yours truly!

Sometimes we just need relief. This comes in several forms...

Like that time your teacher threatened a pop quiz and decided against it.

The bill you thought was overdue, but you have a week left to pay it.

Or the car that's racing up behind you with what looks like police lights on the roof...

THANK GOD IT'S ONLY A BIKE RACK!!!

#FooledYa

That one gets me every time. This fall has been a whirlwind, but it's also my favorite season.

Except this year who could actually tell the difference between now and summer?

I love seasons, and while I do adore summer, once October and November roll around I want a drop in temperature. This year that took a while, and even the pumpkins had to find a retreat.

You caught us! Quick; just smile, and she'll think you're a snowman.

2017 Trick or Treat prediction

Because Halloween is two days after Emerson's Birthday I already look rugged enough after all the party planning. This way, I save money on a costume. I call it the exhausted Mom look.

While looking at costumes recently I came upon this "chocolate ice cream" mask.

But we all know by now that this is not, in fact, chocolate ice cream. It's the poop emoji. False, Wal-Mart. Do better. Who would buy this, and more importantly, who would wear it in public?!? #HairDOO

And it didn't stop there; they also make poop shoes and a pillow so you can ~~smell~~ snuggle up. What else makes for a good night's sleep like feces? And, who wants to walk in their poop?!

But I don't WANT to walk a mile in those shoes!!!

When I asked Emerson what she wanted to be for Halloween, she said (without hesitation) "an alligator." Somehow I envisioned something much different for my little girl.

What??

So we collectively decided that a fairy was much, much cuter.

There were many intricate parts to this costume, and usually it's an act of congress to get a bow in her hair. How could I possibly pull off wings, a headband, puffy skirt, tights, AND leg ribbons??! All I can say is that it was a miracle. And it will probably never happen again!

Every time a bell rings a fairy gets her wings.

I ~~told my Dad~~ asked him politely to dress up as Mickey Mouse for our church Trunk or Treat. Like a good Poppy, he agreed.

From the Mad Hatter and princesses to a real American hero, we saw all kinds of awesome costumes that night!

We also went Trick or Treating in the neighborhood. Love all of these people!

What a blast we had at the pumpkin patch! It was kind of late in the season to go, but nonetheless we had a great time. How had we not been to this place before? I don't know what was more entertaining; watching my Dad slide or smelling like garbage the rest of the day when I dove in the corn box and realized that it was starting to rot at the bottom.

There was this massive kangaroo jumping thing that was attached to the ground. I didn't see any sign with a height or weight limit, so Dorothy and I started bouncing on it with all our might.

That's when someone came up to us and said we had to get off of it "...or else we'd catapult those kids to the moon." Oops.

My Mom, who never rides ANYTHING, rode down the biggest slide there. That's two miracles in a week.

The hayride was lovely, but the sun was so hot that I've felt cooler temperatures while sticking my head in the oven to retrieve a ham.

Then there was our FBC 125th anniversary! It was originally planned for the weekend when Hurricane Matthew came around, but it was rescheduled for mid November. It still rained that day, but it was oh so special, and Benton Henry took some incredible pictures so that we can remember it for years to come!

Rewind to 24 hours earlier, and I was so sick that my Mom thought she was going to have to take me to the hospital. I had a terrible sinus infection, I dropped my computer on my foot and scraped it terribly, and then while having lunch at Longhorn I sliced my thumb open on a steak knife. I literally hurt from head to toe.

Here I am outside of the Urgent Care lobby waiting to be called back for my appointment. Thankfully, the nurse practitioner I saw was an angel!!!

I was shivering, wailing in pain, and coughing my head off, but I'm convinced that God gave me the strength to get through the anniversary service. I wouldn't have missed it, and He knew how much it meant to me.

Sweet Christina had her 5th Birthday at Chuck E. Cheese this past weekend!

And would you believe that Emerson actually loved Chuck E Cheese this time???

We also enjoyed a cookout with Harper, aka "Hopper."

...and Emerson and her other cousin Maddie now have a Star Wars mask fetish. Hahaha!

Congratulations to Allyson and JB on their engagement!

One of my guilty pleasures is keeping up with award show fashion, because honestly most of the time it's like trying to look away from a train wreck.

I'll go ahead and throw myself under the bus. On the days when I'm working from home I drop off Emerson at daycare dressed like I just hopped up from my stoop on the street.

...But when celebrities have millions of dollars and employed STYLISTS I just can't understand how some things happen.

Heidi, Heidi, Heidi...when that kid came to my doorstep last year with a sad face and offered me the most hideous wrapping paper on the planet, I agreed to buy it, but only because his school was having a fundraiser. How did you find this in my closet and unroll it?!? I didn't hide it well enough.

Oh, say can you see? The answer is, "No." Her stylist cannot see. Call an optometrist STAT.

I don't know about you, but I'm not letting this lady anywhere near my pet dalmations.

Oh my goodness! My Lisa Frank highlighters. I thought I'd never see them again. Somehow they made it into the booth of a hairdresser in L.A. #ReunitedAndItLooksSoBad

Chrissy...Hanes underwear isn't going to be calling you for an endorsement anytime soon. Wait, what if we just called it underwhere...because where is it? I expect some royalties for this.

Ok, ya'll. One day Lady Gaga got two invitations in her mailbox. One was for the Carolina Cup, and the other was for P Diddy's all-white party. They were at the same day and time. What else was a girl supposed to do?

On a more serious note, in just two days we're going to be celebrating Thanksgiving. I can't believe that the season is already here. There are many people who will be celebrating with empty chairs at their tables. Remember those people; maybe you're one of them. Hold your loved ones tight every day, even when they've pushed every button you have.