Yeah, my mom didn't. She had one shade of lipstick and face cream. She did go get her hair cut, but it wasn't until I was early teens that anyone other than her cut mine, and that was fine with me. Dad and brother went to the barber, but that was self defense. She could cut their hair fine. She just got the giggles, which made dad way too nervous. My brother, well, she nipped his ear with the scissors once when he was wee and he never let her come near him again. Of course, he was also traumatized by the blower, so haircuts for him were dramafilled, to say the least.

My Mom and my sister and I go to Glen Ivy from time to time. For us it is all about the lounging, the mud and the champagne. After this last time I'm not sure if we'll go back unfortunately. They only had one place open where you could buy alcohol and it was quite a long line. You can't make Irish chicks wait for their booze!

Us Magazine talks about Howard Stern's Tina Fay interview: [link]

HS: What is Paris Hilton like?

TF: She's a piece of sh-t. The people at SNL were like maybe she'll be fun, maybe she won't take herself so seriously. She takes herself so seriously! She's unbelievably dumb and so proud of how dumb she is. She looks like a tranny up close.

HS: Was she bad on SNL, was she hard to deal with?

TF: She was awful. People never come in and say "I'm not doing that." So, this guy Jim Downey wrote a really really funny sketch, it was supposed to be Lorne Michaels just finding out that she had a sex tape and telling her she couldn't host the show because SNL has standards... So she was like "I'm not doing it!" and refused to come out of her dressing room. Also, you would walk down the hall and find what just looked like nasty wads of Barbie hair on the stairs... Her hair is like a Fraggle.

HS: Did she give you ideas for sketches?

TF: Yeah, she wanted to make fun of all the girls she hates. She was like "I want to play Jessica Simpson, I hate her." She would come in the room and say "you should do a show about Jessica Simpson because she's fat."

HS: What was the bet you guys had going about her?

TF: The cast had a bet if she would ask anyone on the cast anything about themselves, you know like how are you? where are you from? anything. I think Seth Meyers won because at one point, she asked him if Maya Rudolf was Italian.

I'm inherently DIY. Not sure if it comes from perfectionism, fear of The People or reluctance to ask for help. Or from a sorta crunchy upbringing when it comes to beautification. Makeup to my mother was lipstick.

As happens often, I am sarameg. I am not DIY when it comes to massage, though, and I am not adverse to the occasional mani/pedi. A perfect spa day for me would be a massage, a soak in the jacuzzi, another massage, another soak in the jacuzzi, a dip in the mineral water pool, etc. With lots of mimosas.

I should check and see if I could get to the Griffith one of those days.

I'll be there on Wednesday, after about 10:00. We could go play!

Kat, is the Friday spa day in BB? If so, can I be counted in?

<oh, as usual, LOVE>

sara, your mom sounds like my mom. I was the opposite growing up. If my mother had been cosmetically inclined like Aimee, I would have thought I died and went to heave. Today, I'm hardly different from my own mother, at all, on that front. I fear I'm a terrible disappointment to Julia.

If feasible, sure!

It's really hard to pull up your pants without using your fingers...

Cindy, I wasn't disappointed, really. By the time I was at all interested in that sort of thing, I could go to my friends. None of mom's sisters really do makeup much, either. I doubt her mom did. Only one other cousin really uses makeup, and she's 3 months older than me. I wonder if there is something to that.

If feasible, sure!

YAY.

OOOH! There's an extended GA on Thanksgiving night.

Plus Ugly Betty!

So today I: ordered checks, made sure I could get more prescript food at the vets, got quarters, picked up litter, needles, and warm clothes at Target, did laundry, did my nails, arranged care for Devi and took the trash out. Indulged paranoia. Tomorrow is packing, programming the vcr , delivering keys and cleaning. Plus maybe a trip to pick up some stuff.

Whew. For me? That's a lot. Or maybe not a lot, but I'm kinda wired. I don't travel calmly.