safe from Aliens.....

For the first time, I decided to go "all out" with my hairdresser and let her have her way with my hair. Why?? Well, that's a complex story, but I told her a few weeks back I wanted to "take 10 years off" ... her first question was "who's the man?" When I told her, I added "he's seven years younger than I am..." We've been chuckling over this for a while now, but today I finally let her have a go at it -- and I'm loving the results!

So many women I know have had this done, and I just never had the guts to do it. I watched in amazement as Erin went through the steps. After the first set of color, and the wash and dry cycle, I couldn't take my eyes off her hands moving over my hair, and putting strands into tin foil. However, the only thing that was going through my mind as the layers of foil increased, as my hair stood out from my head in odd angles, as she put more and more foil on my head was this:

Today, I am safe from aliens!

Maybe that sounds ridiculous, but the process of manufactured beauty can feel a bit ridiculous -- and also very rewarding. After she washed my hair again, and the towel came off, I could see stripes of color in my hair... and I thought "I truly am a tigress!!" ~grin~ I'm not certain I'll keep this look, but I'm loving it for the moment. (Guess I shouldn't be wasting all this beauty under a ballcap for work... hehehe.) Sometimes it takes money to buy a bit of physical beauty in this world, and it feels good, but true beauty comes from within.

Beauty is not in the face;
beauty is a light in the heart.
~Kahlil Gibran

Beautiful HUGGS to everyone!

May 10th

May 10th is a day that will never be forgotten.

Dougie, you are missed so very much -- your sense of humor, your infectious laughter, your spirit for life, and the love you spread to those around you. This time of year, you are on my mind more than ever. Today as I remembered the date, I left work and walked to my car, looking up at the clouds and talking to you. I climb into my car, and and its as if you're sending your love back to me: Ozzy Osbourne on the radio singing Iron Man. I remember the jam sessions of you learning these songs on your guitar. Tonight, I'm dj'ing on a tiny internet radio station, playing your favorite songs, songs that remind me of you. RIP Dougie, I love you :) --Mom