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You tend to solve complex problems in a flash, without needing a lot of facts. Decision making is easy for you. You have killer intuition. The right path is always clear, and you're a bit of a visionary. |
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Vanity And The Tattoo
I have always been high maintenance. During my school years, I would wash and curl my hair at night before I went to bed. If I had to work in the yard, I would shower, put my makeup on and get dressed in my nice clothes prior to going out to the chores at hand. It should not be surprised to anyone growing old is not setting right with me. Now, I know I look young and much younger than some of my dear friends who are the same age as I am. Neverless, I am trying to beat the clock of life and I know sooner or later, the alarm is going to go off.
I have been thinking about when I get old, how am I going to be able to see how to put on my makeup? Who will take me to get my hair colored? What will I do if I need my eye brows waxed? These things have been running through my head. One step at a time I told myself. First on my list, I will get permanent eyeliner. This way, when I can't see to put my eyeliner on, it will be there.
OMG!!...I had NO idea (because I didn't do my homework) that it was a tattoo. I had NO idea it was going to hurt like, like, well not that I ever had given birth but I am sure the pain was pretty close to giving birth to twins AT THE SAME TIME. I also had NO idea that the next day, I wouldn't be able to be on my merry little way and do what I normally do on a Saturday afternoon...which is usually shopping or visiting with friends...I just was clueless.
Today is Sunday, 3 days after my procedure and my eyes have finally stopped looking like I was in a fight with Mike Tyson. The swelling is almost gone and you can hardly see where the redness was and were the tattoo begins.
What was I thinking? Well, I don't know what I was thinking before having this procedure but I can tell you now that I have learned my lesson. For now, no more procedures. I must learn to grow old gracefully. I know this is going to be hard on me but I just don't think I can go through the pain of cosmetic procedures again.
I have been thinking about when I get old, how am I going to be able to see how to put on my makeup? Who will take me to get my hair colored? What will I do if I need my eye brows waxed? These things have been running through my head. One step at a time I told myself. First on my list, I will get permanent eyeliner. This way, when I can't see to put my eyeliner on, it will be there.
OMG!!...I had NO idea (because I didn't do my homework) that it was a tattoo. I had NO idea it was going to hurt like, like, well not that I ever had given birth but I am sure the pain was pretty close to giving birth to twins AT THE SAME TIME. I also had NO idea that the next day, I wouldn't be able to be on my merry little way and do what I normally do on a Saturday afternoon...which is usually shopping or visiting with friends...I just was clueless.
Today is Sunday, 3 days after my procedure and my eyes have finally stopped looking like I was in a fight with Mike Tyson. The swelling is almost gone and you can hardly see where the redness was and were the tattoo begins.
What was I thinking? Well, I don't know what I was thinking before having this procedure but I can tell you now that I have learned my lesson. For now, no more procedures. I must learn to grow old gracefully. I know this is going to be hard on me but I just don't think I can go through the pain of cosmetic procedures again.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Losing A Friend - Lucy
Losing a friend
It's hard to say goodbye to those so loved. Your friend who greets you in the morning and is there for you during the good times and the bad. How do you fill the empty days ahead? How do you breathe knowing she will never wake you by nugging you. Never barking at you when it is time to leave and you will never have those warm, wet kisses on your face. Saying goodbye to a dear friend is hard. It is one of those moments when you hope you gave your friend as much as she gave you. Lucy Allspaw will be missed. I loved her dearly.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Anxiety
Why would a 4 year old have anxiety about getting sick? Have we talked to much about the fact she was very sick when she was born? Tonight my niece was asleep when her mommy said, "daddy, would you take her up to bed now" and my niece started crying and said, "but I have to take my medicine." We reassured her that she wasn't sick and would be okay but her little tiny legs just shook. Seeing her this way just hurt my heart. How would you handle this?
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
ARBONNE
It is official! I am now an Arbonne representative. I put my first order in tonight and was very pleased with how the ordering process went. I also am very amazed at how the product is made of all natural ingredients. This alone makes me very happy on top of NEVER having to make a minimum purchase at any point! I can't wait to get my goodies. Chelesa at work gave me some samples and my skin never felt better....I am not going to get carried away with purchasing product like I did with the other line. I did a great job picking only those items I needed and will wait until my other stock runs out before purchasing any more. I even deleted a few of those "items" I really wanted but didn't need until next time...I am so proud of myself! (lots of laughs!)
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