MY 'DREAD'FUL MOTHERS DAY

so...
my husband and oldest daughter conspired to go to the grocery store to get 'toothpicks' (flowers) so they could finish making flautas, hid them in the back seat of the truck, brought out the 'trash', (put ice water in a vase to keep them fresh overnight).

then in the morning, hubby woke up early, snuck outside (i was sleeping on the living room floor with the girls), brought the flowers in and put them on the table so they would be the first thing i saw when i woke up! TOO sweet, right?

but wait, there's more...

i have had a three week long love-hate relationship with getting dreads in my hair. i'd love them and how wild and crazy they were one day, but i'd wake up the next morning to these flat roadkill looking rat nests sticking out everywhere.

it took a few AWESOME friends DAYS of working on them, spread out over two weeks to even get them all done, (man the looks i got from all the crafty old ladies when i went to Micheal's half dreaded/half straight hair).

then i had to wash them because my head was itching like mad, and half of them came undone and there were wild stray hairs everywhere.

rather than the cool alternative hairdo i had dreamed of, i looked like i had escaped from a mental institution and drifted between dumpsters and random park benches for a few weeks!

i had just about given up on them, and was resigned to the fact that i would have to cut them or try to comb them out.

but my sweet man wouldn't hear of it! he knew how bad i have wanted dreads for about ten years now, so he said he would see if he could help; then promptly went to get some aloe vera gel, came home and worked on my hair for about 5 hours!!!

can you believe that?



needless to say, i feel very loved and very lucky to be the mother of two amazing daughters with this one of a kind man!