Well...I have every intention of keeping this blog updated...just got a bit hectic at work for a while...sorry!
However, my mind has been buzzing with Blog topics...it's interesting the things you think of in morning rush hour traffic and in a hot bubble bath (not at the same time, of course). Being 1245 am, I don't have a lot of time right now, but I thought I might share a bit of randomness...I think I just made that word up...is that a real word? Anyway...
Hair
So I start trying to get my hair cut a cheaper "mall" salon, per the request of my hubby...hey, I can't help that my friend works at an expensive salon! I make my appointment at afore mentioned(I've been waiting to say that) salon, and find that my stylist is pretty cool looking. Wow, she has style & cool hair...this will be great! I relay my idea to her....{insert screaching brakes} "that can't really be done, it won't work" she says. Funny, I've had that before, I think to myself. But, I really don't want to annoy the person who has a pair of scissors pointed at my head, so I ask her advice. "Take a few inches off, leave long layers". OK, how bad can that be, right? By no means style maker, but it'll be cut and I'll worry about my "cool quota" later. Unfortunately, that style that she referred to wasn't quite what she, well, referred to. DO I LOOK LIKE I WANT THE "RACHEL" CUT FROM "FRIENDS" CIRCA 1995!?!?!?!? Really, do I? At any rate, I've now worn my hair up all but 2-3 days in the last few weeks. Funny thing is, I picked up a hair magazine just today, and, BEHOLD!! {a choir of angels sing and the clouds part} THERE'S THE EXACT HAIRCUT I WANTED!! It will be done. Oh yes, it will.
Things You Learn In Your Morning Commute
1. Lexus, BMW, Mercedes...none come equipped with turn signals. Sad really, to spend all that money and not get turn signals. {perhaps you just get a "rude pass" when you have too much money?} Maybe they're just out of blinker fluid.
2. Lady, really, why are you eating a bowl of cereal and driving???
3. The act of merging from 471 onto 71, then directly onto Reading Rd in the morning is a fine art. Not for the faint of heart.
Thank You
This bugs me...me: "thanks!" them: "yep" or " " {that would be no response}. Obviously, the latter is just inpolite, but "yep" kinda says "that's right, you should thank me, I deserve it" not "your welcome"
Call me crazy.
McDonalds
Oh sweet fast food. We have a love hate relationship. But why, WHY does a grilled chicken snack wrap have MORE calories than a hamburger?
Just for us Gals!
So I went to my "doctor" the other day...ya know, that one. That's always fun. I always leave feeling like they owe me dinner or something. "VIOLATION VIOLATION VIOLATION" {red flashing lights and sirens}. Funny how you leave your socks on just to have some sort of dignity. {"I feel safe in these 33 cent knee highs from wal-mart"} Does your dr have full conversations with you during the exam? Mine does. We chat, ya know, like, what's on sale at Kroger. I do love my dr's tho...I have 2 that I see{just whomever is available when I schedule} I saw them both during my pregnancy...both women. They're great. Pretty young too. So it's not like Grandma checking out your, well, specialties. There are 2 guys in the practice. One I never actually saw, the other I saw a few times during my pregnancy. Nice guy, but here was my first impression: "Good morning, Christy, I'm Dr Willett" and this is what's running thru my head "THOSE HANDS ARE HUGE!" I could feel the panic building. That might have actually scared me more than the thought of labor at that point. At least he was nice...
And lastly, I'd like to feature the word of the week..."Fertility" Here's my slogan..."FERTILITY, THE OTHER 'F-BOMB'" Why is that word so scary!? It's like a bad word! We don't talk that way in this house, young lady! My dr had to point out that I "seemed to be pretty fertile" so be sure I stay on top my birth control. You got it, chief! That, I can do!
Know what I think is funny...
When dogs lay down they have to circle 4.3 times before completing the transition from sitting/standing to laying. I tried once, not the same effect.
So I guess I'll end this post with a song. This is from Jewel's 2nd cd called "spirit". I have always loved her songwriting as well as her voice. She writes from the soul and her songs always make you think. She's not a "christian" artist, but there has never been anything vile, foul, or unnecessary in her songs. I thought about this song the other day when I happened upon a clip from youtube or the like that was making fun of a "fat" little boy. Why does society think this is funny? Who are we to think that we are so much better than everyone else, that if someone is different, despite why, we have every right to belittle them. Do we feel that much better when we do that? Are you perfect? We should look in the mirror and do a little self-analyzing sometimes.
{stepping off my soapbox now}
"Fat Boy" by Jewel
"Fat Boy" goes to the pool
Sees his reflection, doesn't know what to do
He feels little inside, but filled with pride
Oh fragile flame
No one sees the same
"Fat Boy" goes about his day
Trying to think of funny things to say
like "this is just a game I play"
and "I like me this way"
Oh fragile flame
When no one feels the same
Hush, sleep, don't think, just eat
You're daddy's little boy
Mamma's pride and joy
You know they love you
But not because they hold you
"Fat Boy" says, "wouldn't it be nice
if I could melt myself like ice"
"or outrun my skin,
and just be pure wind"
Oh fragile flame
Sometimes I feel the same
love & blessings, til next time!
