Boring Brown

I'm typing this as my hair color develops. What color am I dying it? The usual...dark brown. Although, I've been thinking for a while now that I would like something different. Cause, I'm on this change kick. Blonde would be so fun....and terrible on my hair. But, I believe hair is meant to be grown, tortured, cut off and grown again. I have a confession to make. I am a big time hair abuser. That's right. I'm stepping out into the light of day on this one.

I put away Christmas today after church. I walked in the door and knew it was already time to put it away. Scott and I tug-a-warred the tree apart. I didn't go full tilt on Christmas this year. So...the clean-up was pretty painless.

I need to go wash out my hair...

The Kids and Santa

These pictures are from Santa's Breakfast earlier this month. I'm terrible at updating...just kick me in the shins the next time you see me.

I'm getting that rundown, tired feeling. Accompanied with a sniffy nose and sore throat. I'm seldom sick. Maybe twice a year...if that. Sometimes, I succumb to it. I take naps and wear pajamas all day. Other times, I try to ignore it. Go along, as if I'm not sick what-so-ever. That's what I have planned this time around. I can be sick on Monday, right? When the gifts are unwrapped and the parties are over. I'm off to take some Ester-C...

Clean Clothes

My dad says, "That new profile picture you put up on your blog puts ten years on you. I liked the other one better."

To which I replied, "Wow, thanks for the honesty."

And it might, but I like it any way...sorry dad. I'm not changing it, until I'm tired of seeing it.

My Dad came and fixed both my washer and dryer yesterday. The washer was flooding and the dryer squeaked so loud I couldn't run it at night. He fixed the dryer with super glue. Maybe, I should start calling him MacGyver. I told him it was a Christmas miracle, we now have clean clothes. But, in my house a miracle comes with comedy. I reached into the pipe in the wall that the hot air goes out of to grab a big lump of lint. Erm, not lint...entirely, a dead bird covered in lint. Yuck!

I've washed my hand many times and still can't touch my food with it.

Change

When I start changing things, I want to change everything. From the way I pull the car into the garage to the way I think about my life. My favorite quote right now is, "When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change." I love that. Why...because it's true. I don't have to do anything the same way twice...if it suits me. Up until now, I've been a creature of habit, and not all of them good. What's the saying, "the definition of insanity is repeating the same behavior over and over and expecting different results."

I have stopped the insanity. Although, lasting change is hard to obtain, otherwise we'd all do it...right? We'd all be making these wonderful changes and stickin' to 'em. We'd all be at our ideal weight because we stuck to that New Years resolution ten years ago. You get the idea.

What I'm trying to say is...if something isn't working for you, it's time for a change. It may be as simple as the way you are looking at the situation or it may mean doing a major rework of your life. In my case, it's been both. It's been both uncomfortable and refreshing to make so many changes. I'm evolving, nothing is set in stone and I'm learning to like that.