The Latta Family

You should know, if you don't by know, I am a weird person and I am cheap, sort of. I hate to spend money, except I will spend a bizarre amount of money on socks and hair products.  I mean- it's not really a bizarre amount- or maybe it is. I don't know.  The thing is- for someone who thinks $20 for a shirt is too much money- but thinks $15 for a pair of my favorite socks- is perfectly ok, is a bit mixed up.  I don't like to spend $20 on a shirt, but will gladly spend $30 on good conditioner.  WTH? Really?  Yes.  I'm a woman.  I make no sense.  It's my prerogative.  I am quirky.  What can I say? Alexa and I love to go to a store: Ulta.  I remember bringing her to Ulta for the first time when she was two years old.  Her hair was just starting to grow and I decided she needed good shampoo.  No department store shampoo was good enough for her hair.  For whatever reason, that particular day she also carried a pocketbook with her.  Many women stopped to make over m

If you notice that I am more quiet than usual, just assume it's the only way I can prevent myself from eating crow, putting my foot in my mouth, etc.  Honestly!  Things always sound so much funnier in my head.  I rarely take into consideration, how it will actually sound coming out of my mouth, and in other people's heads. If only I would . . . I wouldn't feel the lingering twinge of embarrassment, or buy $30 conditioning masks for my hair.   Here are two prime examples. This first example, is actually funny.  I mean- I felt bad at the time, but honestly . . . it's funny.  So . . . here I was in Wal Mart looking for Nose Strips for Doug.  This is before Andrew . . . so at least 10 years ago, but possibly longer.  There was a gentleman also standing near me.  We were both intently studying the Nose Strip options.  There were many.  I was there to replace the first set I had purchased. I had purchased the wrong size.  The gentleman near me, reached for a package of si

Let me tell you the story about this mug.  First, Doug hates this mug.  HATES it.  I feel certain he feels the same way about this mug, that the mom in "A Christmas Story" felt about that leg lamp.  I also feel sure, this mug is probably going meet its demise, accidentally, of course.  Which will bum me out.  I love it. My husband (that I love), and I went out- sans kids- to do some Christmas shopping.  We stopped by a Christian book store and received a coupon; if you spent a certain amount of money, we could receive a free mug.  Wouldn't you know- we did.  So I picked out a mug.  This mug.  This mug, that when I went to make the purchases, Doug refused to stand at the register with me, because he was embarrassed that I was buying such a lame mug.  I tried to find another mug, because it is a little silly, but honestly this one was my favorite.  I love the size of it.  It's big and chunky.  I love the handle and its position on the mug. I also really like the cur