ever since meeting MBOC at the charity fundraiser a couple of weeks ago, i've been absolutely obsessed with her hair. i mean, i think about it nearly nonstop. lame, right? i know. and she was such a crack-up when i was a big puddle of gushy idiocy:
"dude, you don't want MY hair. it's victoria beckham's hair you want!"
but anyone who's known me through the years will be aware of the fact that my hair has run the gamut - from brenda's stick-straight with bangs 90210 hair to the waaaaay overdone rachel do from "friends" to reese's adorable cut in "sweet home alabama". this also doesn't include the many, many bad perms in the 80's. [shudder]
i'm fairly certain that my face is far too round to pull off a cut like MBOC/vicky's. but i keep wondering if perhaps i can have the same cut - just a little bit longer. like, just long enough to touch my shoulders.
oh, so conflicted.
and i can't have a post that doesn't mention food at least ONCE. it just wouldn't be me, you know?
the bean and i went to the grocery store yesterday to buy stuff for dinners for the week. i was all set to try out this chicken cordon bleu pasta recipe and bought a rotisserie chicken to use in it, but while talking to the hub on his way home, he said the chicken sounded really good on its own. so i just made some rice to go with it, and that was that. anyway, as i was looking for frozen peas, i found this:
i love cinnamon. i love cream cheese. and god knows i love bread. so i scooped it up and turned on the convection oven the moment i walked through the door to try 'em out.
mmmmm, delish. soft and chewy, with just the right amount of cinnamon, and the cream cheese was perfectly gooey and sweet. i'm sitting on my hands to keep from getting up and making the second tray right now. so scrumptious.
and it looks like i'm finally going to have lunch with my friend A! yay! after weeks of trying to get our schedules in sync so that we can visit and exchange christmas presents (!), we finally decided to just have her come over with the kids, picking up some yummy costco pizza on the way. pizza, soda, and presents. sounds good to me.
my daily bean snapshot:
and lastly, r.i.p., heath ledger. i so loved you in "10 things i hate about you" and "the patriot" (which was the first movie i ever saw alone). i'm so sad for your sweet baby girl, and for your grieving family and friends.
the only good thing about paparazzi is that one day, she'll be able to see pictures of you taking walks with her perched on your shoulders, enjoying simple pleasures together, and how much you loved her.