I DID IT! I just went back and counted and I have 30 posts for November! Of course, I OFFICIALLY failed because I didn’t post every day, but I have decided that I win because I made up for every day that I didn’t have internet access by posting more on days that I did. I WIN! YIPPEE!!
Cole is going to my parents’ house tonight so that John and I can go out (for the first time in about 6 months… or more) with friends.
He’ll be spending the night.
The whole night.
If you are not a parent I do not expect you to begin to understand. If you are, I think you know what I mean.
*CHARGING CELL PHONE AND TURNING RING AND VIBRATE ON FULL BLAST*
I’m sure they’ll have a great time. *sniff*
I’ve been thinking a lot about my hair lately because I am
vain concerned about my professional appearance vain.
Most of my life I have had long hair. There have been a few times when I’ve gone nuts and hacked it off. Most of those crazy times have been HUGE mistakes, but I actually liked what happened last time. I grew my hair out again because I got pregnant and didn’t have much money or a reliable hair stylist and it would have taken very frequent haircuts to keep it looking right. So now I’m back to long hair.
My hair- it is strange. Half is super curly, half is straight. It’s mostly pretty soft, but has some wiry stuff running through (thanks, DAD). It’s relatively healthy because I do next to nothing with it. My normal daily routine: Get it wet in the shower, no shampoo, comb out tangles, twist up and clamp with claw-thingy. My super-duper, all stops pulled every other day routine: Shampoo, conditioner, comb out tangles, twist up and clamp.
That’s it. No blow-drying, no hair gunk, no real styling. It stays up all day until I let it out at night (still wet!) and stick it into a braid for sleeping.
And, generally, it’s pretty enough. The curls are natural and look nice until they frizz (it’s inevitable). The color is nice with natural auburn/copper highlights. It stays up well, it styles well (on the special occasions where I do anything at all), it looks appropriate with my belly dance costume, it’s pretty versatile.
But I’m entering into one of those crazy obsessive times. I can feel it. My hair is in danger.
Here’s where you come in: Should I cut it? If so, how should I cut it? Here are a few (all very similar, I now realize) examples of what I’ve been thinking about:
I’m thinking that something a little more like Maggie’s hair here might be my speed this time:
Maybe combined with Natalie’s bangs, or something kind of like them:
Or Allison’s. I think they’ve done really fun things with her hair on Smallville, afterall.
And then I could do something kind of like this:Of course, I’ve more-or-less had this hair before, too. Though it was “I’m growing it out” hair and not actually cut to be this way, which could make a big difference.
So… What do you think?
For anyone wondering about Cole’s supernumerary tooth (because I KNOW you’ve all been on the edges of your seats with anticipation!), here’s what it looks like:
You see where I have helpfully labeled the 1 and 2 on the left side of his face which take the same space as the 1 on the right side. Having two teeth where only one should be is pushing his front tooth off just a bit, but that seems to be the only problem so far (though we’ve wondered if some of his more recent crankiness has been about constant tooth-related headaches- I think I would be getting them if I had an extra tooth!).
The extra tooth makes his smile just a little more goofy than it would be otherwise (the poor kid got my hugely out of proportion two front teeth), but I still can’t help feeling that he’s one of the most gorgeous kids ever (these pictures, really- all pictures, do not do him justice. Until you see him in real life you have no idea what levels of perfect adorableness this boy can achieve).
Things I am obsessing about today:
- Holiday party dresses
- Holiday party shoes
- Holiday party accessories
- Holiday having no money
- Holiday party drinking
- The Buffy complete DVD collection for $130
Such is the multi-layered complexity of ME.
I have a ripping bad headache today. I really just need to go home. Or stop looking at the monitor, neither of which is exactly an option at the moment.
We had a good Thanksgiving break. My nephew was once again quite the handful, but his progress through the week made me hopeful that, should he ever spend more than a few days with Cole, they may one day get along. I think he just gets so hyped up on the attention and the fun stuff to do that he stops making the best choices. I know he can do better. I’ve seen it. There were moments of purely adorable “cousin moments” that I wish I could keep in my head forever.
It was great to see my grandma. She was dropping the heavy “hints” that we should come down to see them soon and often. I’m not sure when that’ll happen, though, considering that she lives in Arizona and I’m saving up my vacation time for our Hawaii trip.
Did I tell you we’re going to Hawaii? Kauai, to be exact. In April. I’m just the tiniest bit excited.
Ah, who am I kidding… I’m pee-my-pants excited! I love Kauai!! We’re all going to stay in a house together that’s just steps away from a beach. I’m counting the days already. And my sister’s boyfriend will be joining us, too, which should be interesting. I think he’s a nice and fun guy so far, but seven days in a beach house may give me a better picture. Or make me kill him. Time will tell.
We have some family photos from Thanksgiving that I haven’t seen yet and so am not sure if I’m willing to publish. I also have a spanking new injury that keeps breaking back open. It’s nothing big- just a jab-wound from the razor-sharp top of a beer bottle whose lip snapped off when I took the lid off. It feels like such a white-trash injury: “I hurt myself on beer!” Does it make it any better that it was a Newcastle?
I have to go do something other than look at this screen now.