Sunday, June 22, 2008

Pirates

Warning - Enter our home at your own risk! We've been overtaken by a band of pirates and only their capitan remained aboard. He's crazy I tell ya! One eye...
And to hear him say, "Arrrgggghhh." Is enough to make anyone turn and run away. Just look closely in the picture above. See that guy on the stairs? He's trying to escape ship. It's very dangerous at times.
Pirate gear compliments of Paco's good buddy Camden. What a great time a whole band of pirates had at his party yesterday. Paco wears all this and watches the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything Sing Along... it's really too cute. I mean piratey.

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Not Green, Not Green At All

I am sure that if I wanted to actually know how bad these beds were for the environment, I'd only have to Goodsearch it to have WAY too many things to read about. So, I won't. And you don't need to either.

I do know that tanning, in any form, is damage to skin. That damage is what gives a person that tan look. The darker the tan, the more damage done to the dermas. The lighter or whiter one is, the less damage they have done to their dermas.

So, we can all agree, I hope, that the energy used by tanning beds is the environmentally friendly as well as tanning damages the dermas, right?

Should you be against tanning salons and all they stand for/or against, please come back later for a different post. What you are about to see may cause you pain.


Here is a beautiful new medium high intensity bed.
It is larger than the minimal intesity bed, having something like
40 bulbs instead of 10 (I think.) It's long and wide - really posh.


It even has a different area and types of bulbs for your face!
A person can choose to have these bulbs on or off during their
tanning session. Choices are nice.




Stereo and speakers right above the person's head enables
that person to make adjustments to their choice of music
without leaving the bed. Convenience is nice, too.



Decor really adds to the experience of damaging ones dermas.

This plaque really leads one to believe that in damaging
ones dermas, it is actually a TREAT and we should
indulge ourselves, just a tad, by tanning.

So, why do I tan? Because I feel better tan. I feel prettier. Skinnier. Slimmer. And so, to get a jump start on summer, I tan. And a new salon just opened in my little town and I took a leap and left my old place of comfort and tried a posh salon. And it's oh so nice. And closer to my home. And because the beds are new and hotter, I only go 12 minutes instead of 25 and I can be back home from a session in 30 minutes. Which makes me a better mommy since the rugrats are only alone for that long instead of an hour. Somehow having the 18 year old boys home doesn't add security for me....
I could type a whole lot on why I feel all those above feelings and how society has ruined me since models are tan, etc. but I won't. I like the warm feeling I get, whether it's in a tanning bed or on a shiny metal blanket under the sun (okay, I stopped using the metal blanket years ago). I like being tan. Always have. Is now where I mention that this probably stems from waking on summer mornings to find my mommy laying on her chase lounge, metal blanket reflcting in the sun and smelling of coconut oil? No, not here? Don't mention my mommy basking in the sun? Okay, I take it back. She is not the reason I tan today. Maybe then but not now. I'll pull on my big girl panties and take responsibility for what I am doing.
And man alive, does it feel good!!!
Oh, you can tan while nursing. Just be sure to cover them babies up as burned you know what's and nursing babes will not bode well together. Just a little tid bit for ya!
One more thing, this is not an advertisement for any salon or for tanning. Proceed at your own risk. And if you really want to know what those risks are, read this.

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

4 years Ago

4 years ago today I had a son. His birth was scary with a capital S. At 37 weeks, we had an emergency c-section but we both came through it, obviously.

Here is a little recap in pictures:


I love my Mommy.

At one year: I'm so tired I can't hold my eyes open!
At 2 years: Thank You, Jesus!

Three: I really think I'm funny.

3 1/2, I think I'll love this baby...

Almost 4 years: preschool program

4 years: I love water!!!

Go here for a ride down memory lane. And know, the post is still true - we were never the same again.
Today my little man is four years old. He is so excited. And I can't believe how fast time is flying. Will I always cry when my babies have a birthday???