Spring is bad for my wallet. Whenever the weather warms up after a brutal winter, I get the urge to shop. A lot. Behold my current objects of desire. I really really want that Burberry bag. Like, rilly. But I can't justify spending that kind of cash after the month we had (read: Holt Renfrew shopping spree + Kayla's bedroom set). And aren't those wedges just so rad? Imagine them paired with white capris and a flowy tunic. With the bag. Damn you to hell, Burberry; damn you to hell.
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I can't wait until April when we take our first family vacation. We'll be heading off to beautiful Turks and Caicos and staying at the Beaches Sesame Street resort where we'll be dining and frolicking with none other than Elmo and his crew. Kayla is going to lose her shizz when she sees what's in store. She's already super excited to go on an airplane, splash around in the ocean and play in the sand. I'm super excited to lie on the beach and do nothing but sip fruity drinks and nap. The bathing suit hunt continues but I'm losing hope in finding a standard, cute tankini that doesn't make me look like a 60 year old grandmother. Whenever I open my drawers, I see my pre-pregnancy, pre-labour bikinis mocking me, daring me to try them on. I want to look good in a bikini dammit, is that too much to ask? My expectations aren't high either; I just want to look like an average person, not some overstuffed sausage or a beached whale.
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July 8-10. Asian Sensation blogging expedition. 'nuff said.
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I'm incredibly disappointed with this lip tint. I love LM products and they always work so well with my skin type so this came as a surprise to me when it reacted badly on my lips. Right now, the edge of my lips are so dry and peeling; sort of like how it feels when your lips get sun burned. I've been slathering on my La Mer cream for the past 2 days in hopes to repair my lips right quick. Back to Sephora for a return I go.
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I'm very nervous right now. Tomorrow, my Kayla goes to the hospital to get tubes put in her ears. My poor monkey has been battling chronic ear infections since she was 16 months and the pediatric ENT said that the fluid in her ears has been there too long and it's starting to affect her hearing. No wonder she doesn't respond to me sometimes when I ask her things. I just thought she was being a cheeky toddler who had selective hearing and ignored me when I said words like "bedtime", "clean up", "time-out".
The worst part is although I've tried explaining to her what's going to happen, I don't think she quite gets the fact that I won't be going with her to the operating room. She thinks that we're going to the doctor's but I'm always with her throughout the entire examination however tomorrow, I have to hand her off to the surgeon and nurses while she cries and reaches for me :( WAHHH!! :( MY BABY!!!
