Day 3 of this hair “thing”

So today was day 3, this is my sad attempt at documenting this sad attempt of a hairstyle:


What I did was twisted my hair at the base of my neck, then turned it upward…..almost like making a French twist. Then I secured it with one of those “EZ Combs

So, the style looks a bit like their “fountain” hairstyle…..


Challenging Challenge

Last week my friend Angela comes to me during lunch with this “Great Idea”. She was reading this blog where this girl decides to wear her hair in different styles each day of the week. My face instantly is:


She convinces me somehow with a lot of:



Eventually we end at:


We’re officially on day 2 and this is what I’ve come up with for the massive curly mess upon my head:

Day 1(a pretty basic bun):


Day 2(a side pinned 80’s-ish homage)


We’ll see what happens with days 3-5…..but knowing me, it won’t last. It’s difficult to do something everyday with this hair. More than 5 minutes spent on hair could be dangerous. My 2 and 6 year old could demolish and rebuild a whole city in that time. Can you imagine what they’d do to the living room?

My Life(as a blogger)

Over the past year or so, I’ve vowed that I’d start up my blog again, and do all kinds of great and wonderful things with it……stop world hunger, tell other parents that it’s not that bad, startup my sewing projects, etc…..

Sadly, I’ve failed. I’ve done more reading of blogs than writing. I can’t help if people have more interesting things to write about. I’m a dedicated reader to a few amazing blogs, written by amazing people that I just KNOW would be my best friends if they only lived next door.


Refashionista. The woman had mad skillz with a sewing machine. She turns the most disgusting of shoulder pads into something even cooler(toys for shelter kittehs- and more), turns old lady dresses into wearable art, and she’s all around awesome. In addition to ALL of that, she’s been refashioning for nearly a year to support a good cause.

Myexwifesweddingdress. He turned his pain into something semi-constructive and eventually gathered enough material to write a book! And….it’s all done without totally bashing his ex wife, or even mentioning her name. He’s just a good guy that got dealt a bad hand.

Dkn. She’s an old voxer pal of mine, and she’s just cool. Not only do you get a taste of what’s going on in her world…..but you vicariously live the life of a young New Yorker, via an intelligent and spirited individual.

365toawesome. There’s a bit of everything there. It’s really just her personal journey into being happy. AND….I know her in real life, so I get to see it firsthand. It’s been pretty amazing thus far.

Overall, each of these people have a true purpose….something that makes them move. I gotta say….I love the blogosphere, it’s like the cool kids table. You want to be there….you just gotta figure out how. In the meantime, I’ll continue with my random ramblings, and maybe let you in on my 30×30 plan….WE SHALL SEE!

Crazy Inspiration

It’s so odd how inspiration suddenly strikes you. I’m sitting at home today with a sick kid and my Netflix(yay!), watching a movie called Hesher and BAM! I’m inspired.

The part of the movie that did it was this:

All I could remember was walking with my grandma, watching her walk down the street in her long, black fur coat……remembering our attempted walk around the block(hysterics! BTW), and the most vivid of our walk inside the movie theater. Maybe it’s so vivid because it’s the last real time I recall my grandmother walking well on her own. Don’t read this and think it as a sad memory, it’s such a good one.

On this particular “walk”, I happen to be taking grandma to a Dr’s appointment, and passed the theater, and she says, “Have you ever been to this place before?”. I told her I had and asked what was the last movie she’d seen a movie in a theater…..and she laughed. And laughed. And laughed some more. That made me decide that we needed to go.

As soon as the appointment was over we had a date! We went home, readied ourselves, I found a sitter, and off we went!

First to dinner at Longhorn’s where we had steak and shrimp, with baked sweet potatoes, and I introduced grandma to a “Chocolate Stampede”. After our lovely dinner(where my grandmother insisted on having the chef come out and thanking him for the meal, etc….

After a LOVELY dinner, we went on over and saw, “Shall We Dance?“. I admit, it’s not a movie that I’d have gone to see with friends, or for any reason really, BUT, it’s what Grandma wanted to see. The theater happened to be ALL THE WAY in the very back of the place(of course because no one was watching that movie- or so I thought)- so we walked. And we walked, and talked, and walked….and she said, “The last time I went to a movie was when my last husband and I were dating”. This meant 1969 to ’70-ish. By the time we had a good chuckle about it, she never got around to telling me what movie they saw. She didn’t really remember, she said it was same as now, “I was walking on that red movie carpet with someone who loved me, what does it matter the movie we watched?”

I just remember that so clearly as if it were last week, and not nearly 8 years ago… thinking about it, I’d give millions for that walk again- the last time I walked and held my grandmother’s hand.

Friggin’ Indy flicks with their hidden meanings, conjuring up random memories!