Back to School Bangs

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You’d never know it from this picture that Bug decided to cut bangs the night before school registration. That’s not a good idea because registration day is also picture day and if anyone knows anything, it is NOT a good idea to give yourself a home job haircut the day before a picture day. That’s common sense, right? It’s pretty much the perfect recipe for a freshman in high school disaster.

But you don’t know Bug. Or maybe you do. When Bug gets a bee in her bonnet she will NOT give up on it ever ever ever. She is the master manipulator and I am a sorry excuse for a strict parent.

She started begging me to take her to a hair salon around noon the day before registration. That was an easy no because hair salons are closed right now due to covid. Or at least the hair salons we go to are and even if we did find one that is open, it’s not likely that we could get an appointment that day.

So she came back and begged me to cut them. I said no for about four hours straight. And then I gave in. Because I am the master bang-cutter, after all. I’ve been cutting my own bangs since I turned twelve myself. She appealed to my ego. I told you she’s a master manipulator.

So we cut. I cut very very very cautiously. Just a little smidge of a bit and let her check to see if they were okay. The last thing I wanted was to cut too much hair and have her blame her first day of high school nightmare on me. Bit by bit by bit by bit. It took forever.

Finally she was okay with it. Mostly. At this point I went to bed. I get tired early and it was nine o’clock. I knew she wasn’t completely happy with her homestyle bang job but what can you do? I am not a professional hairstylist.

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An hour later she woke me up, convinced we needed to cut more. I could hear the desperation in her voice AND at this point I was pretty much okay with her having a bad hair day. If you are going to wake me up to cut your hair, you better be okay with the haircut you get. That’s what I say.

So we snipped. And she realized that was the best she was going to get.

Surprisingly she ended up liking her new side swoopy greasy Farrah Fawcett style bangs. They do suit her! What can I say? My kid can pretty much rock anything. She has very thin hair like her dad so adding a bit of a wave around her eyes frames her face nicely. I was surprised!

Registration went well, her pictures turned out cute and yesterday was the first day of school. First day of school at home that is.

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She sent me this picture from her room at her dad’s house all geared up to start school. I miss taking first day of school photos but I can see from all the other parents I follow on social media, that this sort of selfie is the new normal. School at home is the new normal and things are going pretty smoothly. It’s only been two days but the girls seem to be accepting it.

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Joon sent me a photo too. With fake snapchat freckles no less. She has no idea that I used to HATE my freckles when I was her age.

So so far so good. We’ll see how the year goes. One in high school. One in middle school. I’ll keep you posted. With their permission of course. And yes, I did get permission to post these photos. :)

Warrior Dresses

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I’m not trying to be a fashion blog. You’d think I was with all these pictures of dresses lately. It’s just that we were supposed to go to a wedding in New York this past March but it got rescheduled to this summer (hopefully) due to COVID 19 and the girls have been itching to wear their fancy dresses. So when we decided to finally go visit my parents in the desert this last Wednesday, I offered to let them wear their dresses in exchange for a fun photoshoot. I thought they would pass, in favor of endless days of Minecraft but they actually jumped at the idea. I was so happy.

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No, I didn’t let them wear their dresses all day while we hung out with my parents. That would be silly. They wore proper attire of cut-offs and doc martins of course. It was just a quick little trip to the nearby hills in their fancy dresses. They did get their tulle petticoats full of foxtails. It was a bear to pull them all out one by one but to me, it was worth it. I love playing dress-up with little girls and taking photos. It’s my favorite thing to do!

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For kicks, the girls borrowed Payam’s new bow and arrow because there are not sissies in fussy dresses. They are warriors in fancy dresses with combat boots on under all that tulle!

Why does Payam have a bow and arrow you might wonder? It’s a product of our apocalyptic end-of-the-world thinking…We both have been guilty of crazy late-night amazon purchases to while away this quarantine madness (mental illness alert) and while I end up with bags of dirt and gardening pots showing up in boxes… he ends up with a bow and arrow. To each their own. It’s funny what GIANT AIR QUOTE these uncertain times END GIANT AIR QUOTE have done to each of us. You never know, you might have to learn how to grow your own food or shoot it with an arrow! I jest. But I’m sure everyone is going through something similar.

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It was such a breath of fresh air to go out to the desert to visit my parents. It felt like a vacation. Not only were all the wildflowers popping, but it was also just so nice to see people again! I’m still feeling really uncertain and scared every time we add someone new to the mix though. I don’t even know where I draw the line anymore. The girls have asked one friend over so I do the math on that…Do I still wipe the groceries down before I put them away? Not all the time. I’ve been really lax. We wear masks but our conservative friends make fun of us. It’s just a lot of uncertainty and worrying. And Payam is having surgery on his neck next week so I’m really wound up right now. Wound up to do a lot of nothing.

I didn’t realize it was getting to me until I saw my psychiatrist this week and she asked me how I’m doing and I burst into tears. I’m actually not doing as well as I thought I was. (I prematurely decided to lower my meds when the weather turned spring-ish) and now I’m paying the piper. It’s been days of feeling like a pressing impending doom is weighing on my chest and I have no motivation to do any of my usual creative outlets. So not me. And then I start giving myself guilt trips for suffering a priviledged white girl disease and it just gets worse and worse until I’m laying down in the middle of the day trying to sleep the day away.

So it’s a good thing I saw my doctor. But enough about me. I will get better. I always do. I am kick-ass at getting better.

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The girls are great. We have two teenagers in the house now that June turned 13. I was so worried it would be a bummer birthday because she refused to make plans and turned down all of my ideas. I got a big no on the birthday parade idea. :(

In the end, Joon was the wise one because we had Payam’s mom and uncle over and she requested sushi (such a treat!) and it was the perfect way to spend a birthday. Then the girls made a giant snickerdoodle cookie and Payam scooped a mountain of ice cream on top of it, stuck a candle in it and we sang like it was a proper birthday cake. I put out zero effort. Who knew! Birthday parties can actually happen where I don’t do anything?!!! Cah-Razy.

Obviously it’s the end of the world.

Just kidding.