Hob Nobbing with the Famous

My mom, sister and I recently rubbed elbows with a famous man. His name is Darius and he's the makeup artist for the stars. He is the responsible for the make-up of Jessica Simpson, Pink, Paris Hilton and many more. He had some great stories to tell us about their total DIVA like behaviors. He told us about one particular star (who had been on an MTV reality show) who was a complete bitch. When she showed up to get her make-up done she showed up 5 hours late. She talked on the phone and ate the whole time he was trying to do her make-up. He got mad and decided he had lots of other celebrity clients who "gave a damn" so he didn't care if he pissed her off. Since she wasn't paying attention, he glued a strand of her fake eyelashes to a mole on her face. She was royally pissed when she went to the photo shoot and everyone laughed at her.

Anyway, Mom was able to weasel us makeovers with Darius while on our vacation earlier this month. Oh Lord... he's good! The magic he worked was amazing. I went from looking like a frumpy housewife to a hot sexy mama. My mom was looking super hot too. Of course Suzi always looks good... but he gave her make-up tips for her wedding day and she looked fabulous.




Having never wore much make-up... I'm now a convert. I'm wearing it most every day. I'm still not quick at applying it... and I'm not very comfortable deviating from the color pallet Darius picked out for me... but I'm trying hard to keep up the look.



That's the real reason behind Zac and Bryant telling me I'm looking cute, etc. The cuteness is coming from a Lancome bottle!

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Wedding Bells for Suzi & Austin

The reality of Suzi and Austin's wedding is starting to set in. Today I spoke with my cousin, Holly, about hotels she and other family members can stay at while in Boise. It's going to be so much fun. Zac and I are thinking we might book a room in the same hotel so we can have plenty of time to visit with out of town relatives. Recommended accommodations will be noted on Suzi's wedding invitation, but for anyone who wants a "heads up" about where the majority of people will be staying, leave me a comment and I'll email and/or call you.

Many family members I haven't seen in years. My cousin Holly and I have boys the same age... 2nd cousin who have never met. It's sad. It made me realize that I really need to put more effort into making summer vacation trips to see extended family. I'm thrilled that my aunts, uncles and cousins will be coming this summer for the wedding. I think the last time we were all together was my cousin Heath's wedding/confluence in Massachusetts back in 2000. That was one of the most memorable trips of my life. I can only hope Suzi's wedding turns out to be as much fun.

My mom is coming for 2 weeks in May and we're taking care of final arrangements for Suzi's wedding. The food, flowers and music need to all be finalized. We also need to get the guys fitted for their tuxedo's. This is the big push before the last minute details need to be ironed out.

We're also going to have the fun job of helping Suzi pick out a tiara. Everyone knows Suzi is our family diva... so of course she needs a tiara. We wouldn't have anything else for our family princess. We LOVE LOVE LOVE rhinestones and diamonds. We can never have too much sparkle. Plus, her dress definitely lends itself to being complimented by a flashy tiara.

I'm looking forward to seeing each of you in July!

Mr. Pillsbury meets Suburbia = Time Out

Many people don't like living in suburbia or a subdivision... however we love it. We love all the young families with children close to Bryant's age, as well as the sense of community among neighbors.

This weekend was our subdivisions annual children's get-together. The subdivision social committee rents 3 giant bouncers (a castle, jumping house and a slide) for all the neighborhood kids to play on in our common area.

We started our morning by baking chocolate cupcakes to take the annual get-together. Needless to say, the cupcakes didn't last until the get-together. For two adults who are watching what they eat (in this case, watching them go in our mouths!) Zac and I seemed to eat our fair share.

As you can see by the picture above, Bryant was quite excited about the cupcakes. He's at such a great age for helping in the kitchen. He did pretty much everything... including cracking the eggs. I'm pretty sure a few shell got in the cupcakes, but nobody in our household seemed to notice. Uncle Ostrige (Austin) said they were some of the best cupcakes he's had... so that's quite the compliment.

Anyway, after spending the morning making cupcakes we went to the annual get-together. Bryant had a blast. He loved the inflatable slide. He was doing all sorts of stunts on it. He was giving many of the mothers heart attacks with his crazy menuvers. I heard the mothers saying things like, "oh no" ... "be carefull little boy" ... "oh, I'm so happy I have a daughter and not a son." Of course I'm used to it... so it didn't even phase me.

We ended up staying for 3 hours. The kids went though 300 Otterpops... with Bryant and our neighbor, Cooper, eating about 8 each. By the time we got home, Bryant was super sassy. He'd had way too much sugar between the cupcakes and the Otterpops and he also hadn't had a nap. It was only a matter of minutes before he was sent to time out for a rest. In the picture, you can see how well time-out works at age 4! He just sat on the chair, looking so cute, smiling at me. He's the one who said, "Mom get your camera and take a picture of me in time-out." Do you think this kid has a mom who takes lots of pictures or what? Of course I couldn't resist and ended up taking the picture and letting him get out of time out. 5 minutes later he was asleep on the couch and was asleep for the rest of the night.

The Loves of My Life

Here are the two guys I love more than life itself. Isn't this just the cutest picture of them?

This morning when I came downstairs (after showering and getting dressed) Bryant said "Mom, you look so cute!" Then Zac said, "Baby you're hot!" Now how many women get to wake up to that?

Sometime I get busy and forget to tell them how much I love them. So this post is for my guys.

I love you both very very much. I'm happy that I get to be wife and/or mother to you both. Thank you for making my life so blessed.

Mr. Cool

We have one cool boy living at our house! Anyone one who knows me knows that I take hundreds of photos of Bryant and his friends each month. Usually Bryant takes it all in stride and is actually quite use to stopping whatever he's doing and "cheesing" for the camera.

Recently, however, he's decided that smiling is not cool. He thinks crossing his arms and giving me a stare down (aka a "sultry look" if he was a girl)is cool.

Even when he's not smiling he's still full of expression and personality.

Baseball Fever

Baseball Fever has hit our house. Bryant is finally old enough to play his first organized sport. As many of you know, Bryant is athletically gifted. He's been agile and coordinated enough to play sports for 2 years... but four is the earliest age he could join a team. Of course Zac... being a football coach... would have preferred Bryant play football for his first sport, but he's mighty proud of his son and the way he plays baseball!

Bryant has been playing catcher and 3rd base. He thinks he's super cool. He's a great hitter and hit a tripple last game. He plays two games a week. And yes, they keep score. The kids are taught how to win and lose gracefully. So far though the kids dont' really seem to care about the score... they are all about the snacks after the game. Rice Krispy treats and Kool-Aid still rule!

I'll tell you what though, there is nothing cuter than a bunch of 4 & 5 year olds in their baseball uniforms.