Thanks?

So last night D and little C came over. A is out of town this week and D is single parenting, so we fed them dinner (bbq pulled pork sandwiches - yummmmm - I'll include that recipe when I finally make a recipe blog).

Over dinner, as the course of conversation turned to what we'd each accomplished that day, I commented that I'd gotten my hair done.

D remarked, "Oh, yeah, I thought your hair looked a lot nicer today than it did a couple days ago!!!"

Hubs and I burst out laughing. "That didn't come out right, did it?" D asked, putting his head in his hands as little C called out, "Daddy? Hi Daddy. Daddy? Daddy? Daddy?"

It's so much harder to be socially graceful with a two year old screaming beside you, waving her pink spoon in your face.

Still, today I double checked with Hubs. "So, have I been looking completely crap lately, or what?" He assured me not, but I may step up my game and at least shower daily from now on :)