Saturday, March 21, 2009

The Day I Smelled Perfume

So I got ready the other morning exactly as I always do. I showered. Blow dryed my hair. Put curlers in my hair. Brushed my teeth. Put on face lotion. Put on deodorant. Did my makeup. Took out the curlers. Fluffed hair with fingers and gave a spritz of hairspray. Put on my perfume. Got dressed. It was a completly normal and average morning.

Let's talk about the perfume. I have never been a perfume wearing type of gal, however I found a scent at Victoria Secret that I found most pleasant and very light and non perfumey smelling. You know the perfumey smelling kind that I am talking about. We all know the kind. It's the kind where you walk by someone and end up smelling their stank perfume all day because it has lodged itself in your nasal cavities. Or the kind where when someone gives you a hug they might as well have brought their bottle of perfume around and sprayed it all over your clothes because it rubs off on you that much! Their perfume becomes your perfume...thanks for sharing! So...why on this particular day did I smell like one of those stank freaks? I used my normal perfume. Same amount and in the same place.

I got to work and could not shake this strong perfume smell all day. I kept trying to figure it out. Maybe I grabbed the wrong bottle and the one I grabbed went bad? No...I didn't think what I said to myself. Maybe I hugged someone and it was lodged in my nasal cavities? But I haven't really hugged any stanks today...I thought to myself. So I struggled through the day with this strong smell wafting all around me. It seemed to get stronger as the day went on too but I kept on ignoring it.

After work we ate dinner and played all the while I still smelled. So it was time for bed and the boy and I commensed with our usual nightime cuddles as I mentioned in my previous blog. We had sung our songs, read our books and the boy looked up with a puzzled expression and said, "Mommy, what's that?" I thought for sure he noticed the smell and was wondering where it came from. But instead, he reached inside my shirt and pulled out a dryer sheet. The mystery was solved and I cracked up laughing. Steve was gone so there was no one around that could fully appreciate this moment with me. The boy was cracking up but I knew he had no idea why and at one point looked at me with that sweet face and I knew he was thinking "mommy's finally lost it." And that was the day that I smelled perfume.


Monday, March 16, 2009

Nightime Cuddles

Bedtime is one of my favorite parts of the day for more than one reason. First of all, my husband and I have some much needed time together and secondly the boy is so stinkin cute when it's time for bed! The boy is so fun when it's time to go to bed. It's like something inside of him is saying "act as cute as possible and you'll get to stay up longer!" This happens to be true. We play and wrestle, dance, sing songs (that are completly made up by the way) and read our books. We sit in his rocker and give noses (eskimo kisses), butterflies and cuddle. Last night was no exception. I was sitting there with him singing him the Judah song that I sing to him every night when out of nowhere he started singing with me. This was the first time he has sung this particular song with me. What made it so amazing was that any time in the song that had his name he replaced it with mommy. Come on now! How cute is that and how could I possibly put him to bed after that? I am sure he planned this out. So we cuddled longer than usual until it was finally so far past his bed time that I knew I would regret it in the morning if I didn't force myself to lay him down so he could get some much needed sleep.

Oh man...I love the nightime cuddles!


One Year Ago I Was Famous For a Second

Well...maybe not completely FAMOUS. Last February I was on the Ellen DeGeneres show. It's true. So here's how it all went down. I was sitting on my couch watching the Ellen Show and I saw this little announcement across the bottom of the screen that Ellen was looking for 4 friends to roadtrip across the country where they would end up in LA and meet Ellen on the show. I remember thinking to myself "hecks yes!" So I called up the 3 friends that I have known the longest. My sister, Jaime Gottmann and Jamie Bielich. We have all known each other for like a million years and I knew that we could have a great shot at being picked considering how fabulous we all are. I told the girls "we have to do this" and we arranged to film a video the next day. The funny thing about filming that day was this. My sister was sick and cranky and I was totally pms-ing. This is not a good combination for sisters! There were a few conflicts but we worked them out and filmed the winning video that night...grumpiness and all!

The next week we got a call from the producer telling us that we were in the running to get picked for this totally awesome trip. We were ecstatic and paniced all at the same time. We all had these two thoughts. 1) I need to ask my boss for the time off just in case...even though I have no idea when we would leave or when we would come back. This, needless to say was tricky and induced panic especially for Bielich and Gottmann who are total planners. 2) I actually might be leaving my family (and're welcome Gott) for possibly 2 weeks. YIKES!

My first conversation with the producer went a little something like this:

Producer: Can you take off of work for possibly 2 weeks?
Me: YES!
Producer: You can really just pick up and leave without any notice?
Producer: Your husbands are ok with watching the kids?

It didn't matter what the question was I just said yes. I figured this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and that the details would all work themselves out at some point. When I hung up the phone I was in frozen "this might actually happen" mode. One week after that conversation I was sitting in the living room at Bielch's house waiting to have what we thought was the final interview with the big cheese producer. As it turns out...the final phone call was from Ellen herself telling us that an Acadia was pulling up outside the house and she asked if we would get it in. The answer...of course...was YES! 3 1/2 hours later the 4 of us were on a plane and on our way to New Orleans where we would start our roadtrip adventure. It was whirlwind fast!

More to come...