My Hair

As you can see, I posted a new pic of myself. I finally had one taken that I like. The only problem is that most of that hair is gone.

I was having a bad day, you know you need a change but you really can't do anything about what you need to change. Does that make any sense at all?

So in the middle of a mood swing I decide that the only thing I can really change at that moment is my hair. Plus I realized that I hadn't had a real hair cut in five years. So I trimmed up the front, put the rest in a ponytail. I then handed the scissors to my brother and asked him to lop off my ponytail. Which he did, and he made sure it was all even and everything.

I now have collar length hair and it's driving me crazy. I mean it looks good and I've gotten lots of compliments on it, but it just feels wrong. LOL

I will post a pic when I can, the ones we took didn't come out very good. The lighting was all wrong.

Oh yeah the moral of this little story is "Don't let crazy people play with scissors!" LOL

Quiet?

It's just after 6 am, I don't sleep much these days. Have you ever noticed it's never really truly quiet? I mean there's a sense of quiet after everyone's in bed, but even then it's not really quiet. If I lean back and close my eyes this is what I hear:

the birds singing in our trees.
my dogs snoring
the occassional movement of Miss Scarlett in her cage
the radio in my brother's room
my chair creak when I move
my computer tower humming
the voices in my head, worrying about things that don't truly matter
my heart beat
the sump pump shutting off
the heater coming on
rain softly hitting the sky light
the house making it's usual creaks & groans


This is the kind of thing that plagues my mind at 6 am. LOL

True Love

This has been on my mind since I watched the last new episode of Grey's Anatomy. I just want to slap Meredith and tell her to get over it already. I know she has issues, so do most of the people in the world. I have issues, but I'd like to think that if I had a gorgeous brain surgeon standing there asking me to marry him. Building me a house and telling me he loves even with all my issues, that I'd be able to get past them already.

The other day on one of my groups, there was a discussion about soul mates. Whether they exist or not, what do you think? In the discussion, it was said that everyone has more than one person who could be their soul mate. And the the choices you make in life determine who you end up with (great, I'll be the crazy old lady with all the animals). Also it was said that a soul mate isn't exactly like you but the opposite. That makes sense to me, if I ended up with someone like me one of us would end up in jail for murder. So a soul mate is someone who balances out your personality. Which works for me, some balance would be nice I'm way to wobbly. LOL

Ever since I was little, I've known there was someone out there for me and that when I meet him I will know. How will I know? That I don't know, I suppose I will just feel it. Now I don't expect to end up with a brain surgeon, gorgeous or not. LOL I don't think that looks matter that much, as long as he has a job. I personally think that my soul mate is being held hostage in some deep dark jungle somewhere, just so that I can't find him. It's all a big conspiracy. LOL

So what do you think? Do soul mates exist? What are they exactly?



note: the above post was written while under the influence of heavy medication.

Walmart saga continued

In November I posted about my brother calling me a skunk because he noticed my hair going grey while we were in Walmart. I was on a scooter so he had a good view of the top of my head.

So tonight same thing, we're leaving Walmart and he tells me I don't look like a skunk anymore. Because now the whole top of my head is grey. I even have grey at my temples so I look Reed Richard aka Mr. Fantastic. The kid is going to get seriously hurt one of these days. LOL

Book Binge Christmas Contest

Book Binge Christmas Contest
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Christmas Meme:

1. What is your favorite Christmas romance to re-read each year? Twilight Before Christmas by, Christine Feehan.

2. What is your favorite Christmas movie/show? The Muppet Christmas Carol

3. What is your favorite Christmas cookie? I like sugar cookies with icing decorated to look like trees and stuff.

4. When do you start Christmas shopping? Whenever I see something that someone would like.

5. Do you re-gift? Nope, never have.

6. What is your favorite Christmas song? Jolly Old Saint Nicholas

7. When do you get your Christmas tree? Whenever I feel like it, got this years a couple of days ago. We're decorating tonight.

8. Wrapping presents: Love it or hate it? That's my favorite part. I love wrapping the gifts and making them look cool.

9. Who is the hardest person to buy for? My uncle, he doesn't need anything.

10. Christmas tree: Real or artificial? This year real, most of the time artificial.

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Walmart at midnight

So last night I'm leaving Walmart just after midnight. My brother & I have done Mom's grocery shopping to see if it works out to be any cheaper. It didn't really. I'm riding one of the scooters and he's pushing the cart beside me. This is the conversation we had on the way to the door.

Him: "OH MY GOD!"
Me: "What?!"
Him: "You need your hair colored."
Me: "I don't have hair color money."
Him: " I'll give you some next week."
Me" " We're cutting out non-esentatials and hair color is non-esentatial. So I'm letting it go gray."
Him: "Well that wouldn't be too bad, but that stripe down the middle doesn't look right. "
Me: "STOP LOOKING AT THE TOP OF MY HEAD!!"
Him: " I can't help it, you're way down there." ( he says this even when I'm standing, he's 6' 5")

So should I kill him or what? LOL

Do you believe in fate?

I got a letter from my grandpa yesterday. He wrote pretty much the same stuff as always. His mind is more in the past now than the present. He talks about Grandmother a lot, mostly how he doesn't understand how they ever found each other. That's where the question comes in, here's the story.

He was born in the very small town of Adair, IA, raised on a farm. He didn't want to be a farmer, he hated milking the cows. So he left the farm for, mechanics school, he worked for Lockheed in CA before WWII. During the war his air crew flew 26 missions. After the war he settled in Lee's Summit, MO, about 20 minutes from Kansas City. He worked for TWA, married, divorced, and raised a son.

Now cut to Grandmother. Born in the equally small farming town of Agency, MO. As a child she passed out handbills to help make money for the family. She met and married a man from St. Joseph, MO, had 5 children, moved to Lee's Summit, MO. She was widowed young and had to go to work to support her children.

Now these 2 people lived in the same town for many, many years without ever meeting. Then she starts dating a loser, who gets arrested. She asks one of his cousins to give her ride to bail him out and that's how they meet. They date for a couple of years and eventually marry, they were together over 30 years.

So what do you think, was it fate or just coincidence?

P.S. They're lives were much more interesting, I just didn't want to bore you all. ;-0