Summer Livin'

So here we are at 120 degrees at 7am...I love when I break a sweat inside my house as I'm getting dressed...gotta love the South...

We have already faced the dreaded green pool hair...It only took a few times at the neighborhood pool and the Y pool for Avery's white hair to go green.  I tried to play it off and tell her it was really cool and looked highlighted, but the sound of her hysterical crying drowned me out.  Naturally we were heading out to a family Triathlon picnic and my anxiety was at an all time high with the thought of being surrounded by insanely fit women and men for the afternoon, and then we added the 7 year old green hair meltdown...I was secretly relieved that Avery and I might be able to skip the Fit Fest due the Green Hair Epidemic, but when she realized she would miss the crawfish she told me to braid the green hair and get in the car...damnit, I was SO close...

I survived Fit Fest by telling myself that even though the skinny tan girls are A-mazing in their shorts and tank tops...I was FORCED to be tough, and they just choose to be tough triathletes, so I'm really tougher....and I have better skin...less leathery and sun damaged...none of this is actually true, but these are the lies I tell myself when I am surrounded by hoards of triathletes in social settings...

Back to the green hair...Baking soda in Dawn does remove the green....the power of Google, Ironman, a hysterical daughter and an iPhone...and it's really fun to make your child wear a hair net (I only had a shower cap, but a hair net would have been so much better)...

I went to the ENT this week because for the last 6 weeks I thought I had fluid in my ear and I am was ready to face the steroids to dry it up...Nope, not fluid...Hearing loss...Are you kidding me?? and the doctor's only comment was "Nothing can be easy with you, can it?"  I'm pretty sure when I rolled my eyes he got the point that doctors stopped surprising me about 18 months ago...So I'm just enjoying the muffled sound of the girl's fighting...Apparently it might repair itself, steroids might help repair it, it might be a benign tumor, it might be removed, it might...............so I'll just wait and see for a little while and enjoy the muffledness....

I did a little scrapbooking, nothing magazine worthy, but I am slowly using up this crazy hoard of mine... This is an adventure last summer in NOLA, on the streetcar, the steps of One Shell Square, the Audubon Zoo, the Cool Zoo and the corner of Carrollton and St. Charles...we might not live in NOLA anymore, but I sure wish we would hurry up and win the Powerball and buy a condo there....

here's my sister and her family last Christmas....don't know about all that "white space" on the left page, but once it's done, I'm not going back....

here's the New Orleans Bowl in December...

so Ironman is in NOLA tonight for a race tomorrow morning and each precious angel has a friend sleeping over.  The sleepover is a completely selfish move on my part because then they mostly leave me alone in my scraproom so I can blog and shuffle scrapbook paper...delightful...and I get the king size bed to myself...SWEET!!!  Hope you are finding some time to relax and LAUGH this weekend....