Here we go...we think we can, we think we can. we think we can...

So, here we are Friday morning, EARLY. I woke up an hour+ early with stuffy nose (and anxiety for the road trip ahead, or maybe just getting police escorted through our little town for the first time in my life) So, I quietly got up, showered (aka cleaned out the sinuses), got dressed, dried hair, and finished packing. I have taken out the trash, had a few text messages and now just awaiting getting my kids up and out the door before me.

With the extra time this morning, I thought I would share a little something "bright" with you...

Yep, that is me. And Yep, that is my real hair. The girls decided at our "Night before big game" pasta dinner to do a few more dyeing jobs. Mine was about gone from the last time, so I wanted to add just a LITTLE more. Well, this is what happens when you allow Senior Highschoolers to do your hair. A little OVERBOARD. But hey, I am a gothic girl at heart (if you read my versatile blog and recall this) So I can pull this off, right. Funny how it took me until I was almost 30 yrs of age to do this. Hummm, think that means anything?

What might be more "interesting" is the next picture...

This is one of the other coaches, he promised the girls that if we won Regionals, he would dye his beard. He even shock hands with them on it. This is a preliminary picture, but he DOES do the whole thing, mustach too. LOL!!

So, now I hear the alarm for everyone else in my house to start getting up. I hear the shower running already for hubby. And that means it is about time for the kiddos to get around and out the door. Then I have one last tanning appointment and off to State we go!! Police Escort through town and ALL!!! BUOYAHHH!!

WISH US LUCK AND PRAY FOR AN AWESOME WIN FOR US TODAY!!!!!!! Until later....