You people have me whipped

I know!  I mayyy be getting slef centered, or I just may be bragging that I Was An Irish Dancer.  But BUT you guys want to know details, well, I'll dish the details.

Since I only have so many pictures to share until Shakedown Round II, work with me.  Foxy requested the second picture.  I like her, so like I promised- here it is.

The picture is NOT of me Irish Dancing.  Irish Dancers keep their hands at their sides.  (Also known as  Fire and Ice.  Get it?  Frozen arms, hot feet.  no.  Hott feet.  better.)  But it is me being a seventh grade ham, and that is my cousin in the background with her hair net in keeping her real curls curly.  Sometimes even Irish Dancers have to roll Lunch Lady Style.  Dat coo.

And now I'm going to go retrieve this other photo from the room that the baby is sleeping in.  I told you I was faithful to you.

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You can rest assured that I'm back, baby didn't wake up and AND I found more than one pictures.  I'm still deciding how much is too much.  But I will share this pic with you:

This answers Kristen and Salt's question about THE HAIR.  Basically the night before an event, you sit at the kitchen table with a bottle of goop goop goop for hair and a hair brush and hairspray, and your mom takes like, 12 pieces of hair, goops it, sprays it then curls it in curlers.  It took probably a good two hours.  and 200 hundred curlers.  (mom correct me if I'm wrong.)  Then you wrap your head with every handkerchief you can find in your house to avoid getting the sleep frizzies.  (see above)  In the morning you pull the curls straight down and VOILA!  Awesome hair.  (Mom, I don't think I've ever said a good hearty "thanks."  THANKS!)

Salt also asked how I got into Irish Dancing.  When I was in kindergarden or first grade I saw some Irish Dancers performing and I beggggged my mom.  We didn't have a school nearby, so we waited.  Then in third grade a new Irish Dancing school opened up in the town I lived in.  My mom signed me up asap.

Also, Salt, when we competed at competitions (called feis' said like fesh) we would win medals and trophies.  But that will be for another post.  Maybe next St. Patty's Day.  :)

I'm leaving this post with a thick layer of self centeredness on me.  But that's just blogging, no?

Blogging is a priority and i don't prioritize very well

Actually, only half of that statement is true.  Blogging is not a priority.  But I loves it. And depending on who you ask I may or may not prioritize very well.  


On to bigger and better topics- I have a lot to do on my blogging agenda!  1) I have awards to accept 2) I have to catch up on practically two weeks of nada blog 3) let's discuss p90x vs. weight watchers.  I know you're on the edge of your seat.

Thank you for the awards I've received this month!  Yay! I was totally crying to Mr Incredible a while back that I'm a bum blogger because I've never gotten awards (insert his response here)

Thank you to from Samantha at Apple Juice and Milk. !! 

okay so the above I got a little greedy with because it was to anyone.  Who does that?  Someone with no shame.

I'll follow Samantha's rules here and give it to my top 5 KickAss Bloggers:

Ally at Magnolias and Mimosas

Salt at Salt Says

Monique at Triathlete Wife

Jess at Cape Cod Awesome

Hutch at Be Awesome Instead

And then I got this from Salt.  Which I'm pumped about.

I don't think there are any rules, buuuuut if I comment on your blog, then take it.  Means you're doin something right.

These here are from Shandal at My Life in 3D.  My p90x sistaaaaaa.  Thank you so much for thinking of me! This ones rules are that I have to list 7 interesting things about me and pass it on to 7 blogs.

1. I hate the smell of worms on a rainy day after I brush my teeth
2. My thumbs are double jointed
3. It's sick how much peanut butter I can eat on a spoon
4. It's sick how much quiche I can eat.
5. I dislocated my shoulder twice playing basketball and ended up needing surgery.
6. I'm either sick or pregnant if I don't want coffee
7. I've never had a cavity

And I'm happy to pass this on to:

1. Heather at Namaste-Heather
2. Laura at Steam Spectre  and Gypsea Tree
3. Chew at My Life as of 6/18/09
4. Shana at Fumbling Towards Normalcy
5. Nancy C at Away We Go
6. Amanda at It's Blogworthy
7. LMJ at I've Been Thinking

I also got this from Shandal, which is pretty sweet because we're a) blog friends b) p90x friends c) facebook friends.  So booya'll.

Since there are no rules, I'll just pass this on to my own newly blog friends:

1. Salt
2. Allyson
3. Jess
4. Hutch
5. T!nk (whether you know it or not, we are friends you know, T!nk)
6. Monique
7. Cee

And since I know that I missed out on people I want to give blog awards to, I'll come back later and update.  I haven't been on the computer in what seems to be agesssss and I have the brain capacity of an ant. 

And I'm too tired (now that this post took me approx 10 hours) to talk about p90x vs. weight watchers or the past two weeks of me life.

Happy Happy New Year, Friends

I hope the beginning of your New Year was as good as mine.  Family.  Friends.  Not much more you need.  Last night we rung in the New Year with too much beer, champagne, wine, Malibu and pineapple.  We had over an old friend and her man, and our best couple friends.  It was delightful.  I couldn't find my camera which is outrageous because as the ball as dropping, so was Mr Incredible.  On our kitchen floor.  On his eager way to replenish someone's champagne. 

Speaking of memories.  What did you do ten years ago last night?  Hide in your basement?  Pray a rosary or 59?  Ate, drank and be merry because tomorrow you'll surely be dead?  Or did you sit on your family room couch (I was in 8th grade then wt_?) and pooh pooh your mom and the rest of the world's anxiety?

Mr Incredible and I started a new tradition last night (actually it was going to be our Christmas Eve tradition last year, but this year it's been pushed to NYE).  We gave the girls and each other new pajamas.  So we'll wake up in new pajamas in a new year.  Fun.

 not mr incredible.  this looks like the guy who made the bread last post.

And then come this morning, we had family over for a brunch.  We made this french toast, quiche, pull apart bread, pineapple, Baileys in coffee (need something to compensate for the champagne that we drank last night that was supposed to be reserved for mimosas this morning.)  Good end to a good year.  Good start to a better one.