Hair: The Long and Shaggy of it

I said it was coming, and after a long and arduous scouring of the archives, I've gathered enough evidence upon which you can base your votes.  Above is Jimmy's current hair style.  It's driving me nuts, mostly because it's not really a style at all, but rather hair that has been left un-cut for several months.  Hair which he vows he will not cut until the bébé is born.  That's another five weeks, people!  And TBH, I don't think he will cut it after the bundle arrives.  Why?  Because I am his hairdresser, and I only know two styles: buzz cut and buzz cut with a mohawk stripe, both of which he loves, of course.  But he is adamant that long hair is where it's at right now.  I don't do long hair, and he won't go to a proper hair dresser, which is why I have concluded that mop is going to be around for much longer than five weeks.
Especially since he discovered yesterday that if he combs it a certain way it's starting to look like his favourite movie villain of all time.

Why anyone would aspire to look like this, I don't know.  I told Jimmy it was the worst hair ever, and he said "No it's not!", only to be proven wrong by a quick Google search for worst movie hair of all time.

If it's long hair he wants, and Javier his muse, why not go for this?

Or this?

Clearly I need help in convincing my mule of a husband that his hair is in need of attention, so browse below and leave your votes via comment box. I'm desperate, and he may listen to his public before he will listen to me!

First up the short cuts, all of which are my handiwork.  I missed my calling, I know. 

Look 1: Buzz Cut

Look 2: Buzz cut with mohawk stripe

Mohawk stripes again!

Now to the medium length looks.  These were done by an actual professional.

He actually asked for a mullet.  I kid you not.

Length that is tamed.  Not so for the BBQ sauce.

Wedding day spikes.

Another mullet-like look, albeit better than the first one.

I think one of Jimmy's biggest problems with his hair is that it is very thick and must be cut often to maintain a style. A s you might have guessed, he's not one to keep a regular six week appointment at the salon.  Evidence of the shaggy grow out:

It starts to look wild fast!

You've seen him during his hair farmer days before, but here it is again, a painful reminder:

So please, make your opinion known and save us from an unpleasant repetition of the past.  If not for my sake, then for the sake of the peanut who will have to look at that hair-do in their baby book photos for the rest of his or her life!

Shelby

Found on the Interweb and my Kitchen Counter

I can't stop playing this.  Thanks to my cousin Sydney for sharing.  In Syd's words, Nicki's voice is amazing and she makes the kazoo not sound like @$$.  So eloquently put.

Meanwhile Jimmy has been leaving me messages all over the house in hieroglyphics.  When I work out what he's trying to tell me, I'll let you know. Hopefully it's not urgent.  All I've got so far is something about a Toblerone, based on the triangle at the top.  But I don't even like Toblerone, so I'm not sure what it all means.
Enjoy your Friday night,
Shelby

Spring Cleaning

Hello internet.  Jut writing to tell you that today, the sun came out, and it stayed out. All.  Day.  Long.  I can't tell you how happy that has made this achey backed, sleep deprived, whale of a woman!  I've been trying and trying to tell Jimmy that it doesn't take much, but somehow from the crouched position he assumes while putting on and taking off my socks he just can't hear me.
Since the sun made a rare appearance today, my motivation decided to respond in kind.  So I vacuumed the lawn.  That's right, vacuumed.  We had a very warmish winter (for Edmonton) which meant lots of ice, and in my condition I was forever fearful of a fall.  So I went a little crazy with the gravel, which wasn't a problem on our front walks, but it sure was on the cobble stone path out back.  Jimmy did ask how I thought we might clean it up when he came home one cold December day to see his backyard turned into a sand pit.  I told him that I would take care of it come spring.  And did I ever!

Before

After

This project also involved the cleaning out of the sunroom and required three different vacuums, not to mention the prettiest outfit you've ever seen on a woman who was vacuuming the lawn.  The first vacuum was the central vac snaked out the back door from its plug in situated in the kitchen.  This model was used to clean the tile in the sunroom.

Hooded zip up: Jimmy's closet  Tank top: Gap Maternity
Leggings and Boots: The trash bin behind What Not to Wear's Studio

The second model was the Bissel upright to suck up all the grit on the durable astro turf like substance both inside and outside the sunroom.

And while I did try to get the Bissell to do the job on the paving stones and grass surrounding said paving stones, it wasn't up to the job.  So, the shop vac was summoned from its throne atop my all season tires in the garage.  I think you'll agree that the grass looks much happier after a good vacuuming.

After. Again.

I believe that completion of this particular chore means that I am exempt from washing the windows this year.  Not that I ever washed them before.
Shelby

Mall Mania Photo Shoot

I've been promising it for eons, and here it comes, jumping through your computer screen in all its fuzzy glory.  A couple of weeks back my mom and I spent a Friday afternoon at West Edmonton Mall doing a fitting room photo shoot.  We had time for only two locales: Forever 21 and Old Navy.
First off, Forever 21.  While they do not have an actual maternity line, we were able to find many things that would envelop the bump.  And with those prices, you can't go wrong!  Reasonable pricing aside, the staff were not on board with our photo shoot, even if it was for a prominent local fashion blog.  Actually, they usually won't allow your entourage into the fitting rooms with you, instead making you parade awkwardly into the store to get a second opinion on your outfit, so we had to be very sneaky in order to get both of us into the fitting room in the first place.  So pardon the unvarying background and poses, but we were under suspicion and therefore limited to the confined and very hot space.
On to the photos.  All of the following are courtesy of our unwitting sponsors at Forever 21:

The story: This was our first outfit, and we both thought it looked cute at the time. 

Upon further reflection we decided it was more frumpy than cute.

I think my mom took her inspiration from a combination of 

Little House on the Prairie and Aztec motifs of yore.  Maybe

without the cardi?  As is it's perfect for lounging on 

the coach while watching 19 Kids and Counting.

 The story: A charming wrap dress in royal blue paired with pearls is the perfect outfit for mass on Sunday or for hosting a last minute dinner party for the husband's boss and his wife.  Just make sure you have time to polish the silver! 

The story: A sweet tunic dressed up with gold chains and pearls will take you

from Easter dinner to . . . I don't know where else.  A pregnant lady will

likely be very full and tired after Easter Dinner.  Best just to head

home and put on outfit 1 to be reunited with your re-runs.

The story: Florals are big this spring, and pairing this feminine dress with a

cute straw hat will keep your melasma from getting any worse on those

sunny days at the park frolicking through the spring flowers.

The story: Seen the show Babies Behind Bars?  There's no reason prison 

stripes can't be fashionable.  Of course you probably wouldn't be 

allowed the accessories.  

Hope you've enjoyed the fuzzy photos, and worry not, there are at least two more installments to come.

Shelby

Read Me . . .

. . . elsewhere!  I have another article published here.  It's always a thrill when someone else thinks you write well enough to be published on a real, live website you haven't posted yourself!  I'll be busy this week researching for my next article. It's going to be tough, but someone has to report on the pregnancy spa experience! I promise, while I'm having my massage I will be thinking totally subjective and journalistic thoughts.

It was a very busy weekend with lots to tell you about, but for now I'm off to the doctor to find out if I've busted my own record of gaining four pounds in two weeks. And I have big plans to see The Hunger Games tonight.

I'll leave you with this and this.  Just a little spring fashion inspiration in case spring has actually arrived wherever you are, because it certainly hasn't made much of an appearance in Edmonton.  Even just a little sun would do!
Sigh,
Shelby