Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Hair Balls

On Friday I called my hair stylist and left a message that said "I hate my hair, I can't do anything with it, it is not you because you did what I asked you to do, but I hate it. I am at your mercy...I think I am going to cut it off. Please call me...I am at your mercy..."

She left me a message telling me when I could come in and guess what happened...

My hair took a turn for the better. It actually started looking better and I began to think that I just might like it. So guess who had to call back and leave another message stating that now I like my hair and no I am not crazy.

Long story short, I did not cut my hair off and I am very thankful for that. And I like my hair now. My mom says that once you get your hair cut it goes in shock and you have to give it a few days to recover. I guess she is right and mine just needed a few extra days to work out it's shock!

Well, guess what I brought home last night...a kitten!


Clearly I wasn't thinking. I blame my recent hair struggle for my lack of brain power last night. I fell prey to it's cuteness. It's cuteness did not win over my husband. He has not had any recent hair struggles so he was thinking alittle more clearly.

So if you are in the market of a cute kitten, I know where you can find one. Did I mention that he/she (who knows) is cute!

Have a great day!

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Thursday, August 20, 2009

I Have Made A Decision

Well, the decision is in regarding my hair and pretty much I hate it. You see my heart is tender towards the flip. I love it. I have longed for sometime now for my former hairstyle complete with the flip. However, I also enjoy the straight look that I can now achieve thanks to my flat iron. (I have naturally curly hair) So, this new hairstyle I designed combined both of my loves.

Here is the problem...I can't have both. Once I straighten my hair then it does not want to flip. Yes, I have even curled the ends with a curling iron but they won't stay. If I leave my ends more natural and let the curl come through, then my top is not straight. It also grows wider with the Georgia humidity which is not a good thing. According to the style masters, round faces should not have wide hair at the widest part of their face because it makes the face appear rounder.

So right now I am just praying for fast hair growth!

Moving on to another topic...Have you ever felt like you were not going to survive this parenting thing?

Well, that pretty much sums up my week thus far. Eight is a tough age complete with attitude. I am not really a fan of attitude and it has really gotten to me this week. Also, my daughter has decided that she does not want to go to school anymore. We learned that she cried everyday last week. She doesn't really care that we (her parents) would go to jail if she quit school in the first grade. So it has been tough this week.

My own son even questioned my parenting this week when he said this to me, "What kind of mother would send her child into the gas station alone?!?"

I am not even kidding that he said those exact words to me. Yes, I busted out laughing. I had asked him to go into the gas station and pay for the gas. Obviously, he was appalled! (Now, I need to clarify that this was our neighborhood gas station and we were the only ones there. I could see straight into the store.) I do not want anyone fearing for my children's safety.

So, I am a little glad that today is Friday! Have a great weekend!

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Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Undecided Just Might Equal Regret

I have not posted this week because I have been having my own personal hair crisis. I think I have made a bad decision.

Let me take you back to when the madness first began.

It stated a few weeks ago when I was contemplating if I was still in style or not. So, I go to my trusty computer and google Fall 2009 hairstyles. Now, I have no desire to be a trendsetter but I also don't want people to look at me and think back to the good ole days!

I looked at several sights and then I stumbled across a page that is doing before and after photos or more like now and then photos. I scroll down and see my exact hair cut only it was a "then" picture from 2003.

2003...that was 6 years ago!

So my mind starts thinking of what I need to do to get back on this side of the cutting edge.

Monday I had an appointment with my hair stylist and I told her my concerns. I also told her my thoughts on a new hair style. She thought it would look nice and so we proceeded.

I started to regret my decision when I saw 3 inch pieces of hair falling to the floor.

Then she spun me around and handed me the mirror. And I put on my happy face and acted like it was the best thing I had ever seen. Inside I am questioning what I have just done.

I told myself it would be okay and better once I fixed it myself. So, I come home and fix it. And as I stared in the mirror I was undecided. Do I like it or hate it?

On Monday I was leaning more on the side of hating it.

Tuesday was a new day and so I washed it again. I reasoned that a clean slate will help. I styled it a different way and I thought that I just might like it. But still undecided!

So today I am starting over again and will hopefully style it in a way that makes me fall in love with it. I have hope people! I'll keep you posted!

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Thursday, August 13, 2009

We Need You God!

Today I am saddened for women.

Today God opened my eyes to the reality of the world that I live in and it breaks my heart.

We are promoting a conference for teen girls and women that is being hosted at my church the end of September. The conference is called The Real Me Conference. We are armed with flyers and we have painted our car windows advertising the conference. I try to always hand out the flyers when I am out in the community.

Today while at Walmart, I eagerly whipped out my flyer and handed it to the cashier. I explained briefly what it was because there were people behind me and I know everyone is always in a hurry. She asked me "What's it about?" and I gave another brief explanation. She asked me again, "What's it about?" I simply said, "it's about God." She got this frustrated look on her face and tossed the flyer beside her cash register.

I wanted to say "You may not want to know God, but He knows you!"

I also wanted to say that I would be praying for her, but I just turned and walked away.

But I will be praying for her. I am also going to be praying that she will not be able to get the conference or that little flyer off her mind. And I am praying that God will draw her to the conference.

I left there and went to the rec center to sign my son up for football. As I was getting back in my car to leave, a man approached my car.

I rolled down the window (other people were around) and he asked me what this Real Me Conference was about. I began to tell him. He seemed interested and then he began to tell me about his girlfriend. He said she spends way too much time drinking and doing drugs. He is worried about her and proceeded to ask me what he should do to help her.

Silently I was praying or more like pleading with God for some sort of an answer to give me. I shared a few things with him but said that God was the only one that could really change her. He told me all the people he had talked with about his situation. It broke my heart. I handed him a flyer and told him to give it to her. I promised that I would pray for her and pray that God would draw her to the conference.

As I drove away, it hit me like a ton of bricks how desperately we need God in our lives.

There are no substitutes, none! Oh, we try everything to fill the God sized void that we all have in our lives but nothing works.

If only we could see our need and run to the only One who can meet it!

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Monday, August 10, 2009

Ms. Kelton Would Be So Proud!

I spent most of my day yesterday at my kid's school unloading boxes of books. Our school was remodeled this year and so the library had to be packed up and unpacked. I honestly needed to go lay down.

It wore me out!

All those books made me think about my elementary school Librarian, Ms. Kelton. To be honest, she scared me. I kid you not when I tell you that one of my classmates in 4th grade wet her pants, while standing on the library rug, all because she was too scared to ask Ms. Kelton if she could go to the bathroom.

I kid you not!

Isn't it funny the crazy stuff that you remember.

I guess the smell of all those old books just took me down memory lane. I use to love going to the library at school. I felt so big and important being able to check out a book. And even though Ms. Kelton scared me, I remember she would let me use the date stamp and ink pad. Oh, I felt important alright!

On a totally different note but one that is very funny. Sunday night after church a bird pooped on my face!

Yes, you read the last sentence correctly.

I was standing outside painting on the back of my friends car window (we are advertising of an upcoming conference) and all the sudden I felt something like a wet splat on my face. At first I thought the window paint marker had gotten on me until I saw my reflection in the window. My response was "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!"

There it was, bird poop sitting on my cheek. My mother-in-law's response was "thank goodness you didn't have your mouth open!"

Her wisdom did give me something to be thankful for in that moment because let me tell you that if bird poop got in my mouth...well, I can't even imagine what I would have done aside from spitting and gagging!

I was hoping that the bird poop incident was not a sign of what my week was going to be like and so far it has not been.

My incident gives new meaning to bird watching!

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P.S. I have no idea what is up with the weird spacing in this blog post. It was not intentional, unless of course you like it!

Monday, August 3, 2009

Randomness - Part 48

The other night I decided that I might get creative in the kitchen. I read a recipe for sweet and sour chicken. Okay, well it wasn't exactly sweet and sour chicken this is where my creativeness started to kick in. The recipe sounded good as I read it and with a few substitutions, I thought I had everything I needed to make a dish that resembled Chinese take out.

My husband has challenged me to cook more and us eat out less. It had gotten pretty bad. Not my cooking, the eating out part! We were eating out way too much. But can I tell you that since we are not suppose to be eating out much now it is all I want. This is why diets do not work for me because once you tell me I can't have something it is all I think about!

Now back to my supper. I started making the sauce for the chicken and it was smelling good until I made one fatal substitution. In case you were ever wondering...CountryTime lemonade powder is not a good substitute for lemon juice.

I know, I KNOW who would even think that it would be. It was just a moment of weakness in my creativeness. Next time, if there is one, I will atleast make the lemonade and then do the substitution.

I do have to tell you that I was able to salvage my dinner. I poured the sauce down the drain, but I did make delicious fried rice with stir fried chicken. You will never guess what I battered my chicken in...pancake mix.

I can't take the credit for the pancake mix because I got that one from Rachel Ray. She uses it to make chicken nuggets. It really was yummo!

Now on to another topic for your reading pleasure!

I do not know what came over me today. I got into a cleaning mode and even broke out a toothbrush to scrub with. I cleaned out one of the draws in our bathroom that had not been cleaned out in nine years. I have to tell you that it felt really good. Today was only part 1. Unfortunately, I can not clean as fast as I use to. I get so distracted.

Let me just tell you how distracted I get. This morning I started a load of laundry. I like to put the detergent in the water and let it fill up a little. I was washing whites, so I also added my bleach. I come back in about 30 minutes to put that load in the dryer and start another load. Guess what I had forgotten to do?

Yes, I forgot to put the clothes in the washer. And I am ashamed to tell you that it took me a minute to figure out where my clothes went. I knew it was going to be a long day!

Have a great one!

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