cutting back

In the past few years since we’ve been in our house, I could count how many bottles of shampoo and conditioner I’ve bought on one hand. That’s because, like so many of us crazy women, I used to constantly buy the newest product to get the shiniest, healthiest, fullest hair.  Mostly, what I found out, was that very few of them helped at all. So gradually I switched to more natural products.  When we moved into the house and I unpacked everything into the linen closet, I decided I had to use every partially filled bottle I owned before I could buy anything else.  And actually, I’ve done pretty well! But this past weekend while putting away towels I decided to unearth the stash of what was left (along with two unused bottles of perfume I had hidden! Hello GAP… you haven’t made this perfume in how many years??? Still smells the same… )


want one? or three?

No matter what I use, my hair doesn’t really seem any healthier or fuller, so I started researching the “no shampoo” method. There are so many recipes and combinations of things to try and conflicting opinions over what actually works that it is overwhelming.  Instead, in the past month I cut out conditioner which seemed to help a bit, and since last Thursday I haven’t used a blowdryer. I started researching more organic, non-sudsing products and finally purchase one and am trying it out. So far, so good, but I’m not going to disclose what it is just yet.

But the problem remains that I’m just not happy with my hair. I had been cutting it shorter and shorter, and then just got to busy to deal with it, so it’s now long enough again that I keep throwing it up in a clip or a pony tail so I don’t have to deal with it.


the hair masterpiece for the day – clipped back

But on Saturday that will all change. Maybe I’m just a little stir crazy from all the snow and it’s seeped over into every aspect of my life. But I finally made an appointment to cut my hair. If I can’t restore my house right now, maybe I can at least restore my hair. With all the stress that I have on a regular basis, I’m eager to at least get rid of my hair issues and insecurities. We’ll see what I end up doing with it.

In the meantime, what do you do for your hair? Any miracle products? Want any of mine to try? No seriously… I’ll mail you the bottle!!! I hate wasting things! Give me your address!




is it bedtime yet?

I absolutely LOVE the fall. The changing leaves, the cooler days, the crisp scents, the apples and pumpkins (and the lattes both bring),and wearing turtlenecks makes me VERY happy. What I don’t like? IT’S DARK. Which is DEPRESSING.

Whenever it starts getting dark at 5 pm, it feels like the days draaaaaaaaaaaaag oooooooooooon and ooooooooooooooooooooooooooon. No sooner do I get home from work and eat dinner than I feel like it’s time to find a book and get into bed. Now, granted, this isn’t a bad thing because typically I don’t sleep enough between being a night owl and the Man working nights. But it’s getting harder and harder to be productive at night when I’m constantly checking my clock, thinking I get to go to sleep, and it’s only 8:30 p.m.

But I do find it depressing.  With my stress levels at work steadily rising, as they will for the next month or so, I find it really hard to rewind at night with idle hands and a racing mind. So what better excuse to let the season of hardcore crocheting begin! There’s nothing like curling up on the sofa with a cat and some yarn and making goodies for the holidays. It may be a bit early to start making gingerbread and snowman ornaments, but I don’t care! If it passes the night and keeps me from feeling mopey, I’ll take it.

What do you do to pass the long fall and winter nights?

cheaper than therapy

I had a function for work today. On a Sunday. Now usually having to go to work on the weekend would bother me, but today was great.  It was an acceptance day for our new students, and they really seemed to gel. Typically, work stresses me out, drives me crazy, and occasionally makes me cry because I don’t want to get out of bed in the morning. But the weather the past few days has been gorgeous and today was no exception. So with my 4 inch heels and new dress on, I went to work looking forward to seeing, in a way, the fruits of my labor. I screened these applications. I interviewed some of these people. I have talked to some of them on the phone more than a dozen times as they have navigated the application process. And now they are here, and real, and I helped that.

But on any given normal week, work stresses me out the same way it does half of my friends. This time of year, though, I have an outlet for my stress: the house, and particularly, the garden. So even though today went great, and it was utterly blissful to see all the students engage in conversation and share how excited they were, I decided to take out some leftover aggression on the front yard.

I’ve got a plan for the yard, you see. And part of it involved dealing with the two Alberta spruce bush/tree/monstrosities that are on either side of our front stairs. They didn’t do well last summer – the stress of a dry, hot season had browned out what are supposed to be evergreens. And as much as I had been hoping, the green is not coming back, and Alberta is like a crazy woman dropping her needles all over the place.

before, with tools of destruction at the ready

I’m tired of Alberta 1 & 2.  Alberta 1 (on the left) was all bushy and pretty and full in the front, but had caused the bush next to it to grow REALLY strange. And Alberta 2 (on the right) decided to die in the midsection. On top of that, they both have an unwieldy shape, the needles are quite prickly, and they don’t fit into my plan. Solution?

after... time elapsed approximately 2 hours

after… time elapsed approximately 2 hours

Me + handsaw + determination = AWESOME.

Please refrain from making fun of my lopsided daffodils – only half decided to bloom. And as a bonus I found a yucca plant growing underneath Alberta 1. So no daffodils yet, but an extra plant for no cost! Score!

So while some people run, or drink, or take a warm bath, chances are on a day when I’m stressed you’ll find me in the garden. Hacking something to pieces or pulling ivy.

I can’t wait to show everyone when the whole transformation is done.

“I wanna celebrate and live my life”

I had a dance party in my car with Taio Cruz blasting on the way home from work. I want to jump and sing and celebrate. I want to go out for a good meal. I want to go on a shopping spree. I want to get my nails done and read a good book. I want to garden. I want to finish painting my living room. All at once.

Hell week at work is over. And our department kicked ass. I finally got recognition. Was told thank you. Was validated.

All the stress was worth it.

For the rest of the week, I will have off, and get to refocus on myself, my house, the cats, and my man. But tonight, I spent some time thinking about how much I’ve been through, how much I have to give, and how no matter what happens, I can get through it. The man and I got to go out tonight to celebrate a good friends birthday, and had a drink to toast him. And I got to toast myself.

And I toast you all too. To my family, coworkers and friends – thank you will never be enough. Thank you for your encouragement, your advice, your kind words, your concern, your hugs, your shared tears, and to one special person – thank you for the first Administrative Assistant Day present I have ever gotten.