Give Thanks

We have finally come to the end of Festival. The Gala was a success and we are hoping to head home on Saturday. I'm looking forward to life going back to "normal" and being able to settle in somewhere. So before November is over, I wanted to make sure I made my list... not the one that goes to Santa, but this one:

Things I'm Thankful for in 2009

people who are nice * our new house * my boys * trouser jeans * Wil * my job * a kind employer * family * Herbie * Kitty * having kids who are appeased by stuff animals, even when they want a real pet * thomas the tank engine* toys that don't make noise* little boys who do * Susie Q *yummy food * new recipes * my own kitchen * good friends* purple shoes * scarves * new make-up * chocolate * technology * shopping with my mom & sissie * cute blogs that come up with fun ideas so I don't have to * a sister who will finish my projects when I get in over my head * the gospel of Jesus Christ * Christmas music * my sewing machine * crafts * homemade gifts

What are you thankful for?

Bug & a Brownie

I rarely insert myself into my wife's blog and leave comments etc, but this was just to good.



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I'm picky about my hair... REALLY picky. It's fine but thick. It wants to be both straight and curly. It's difficult. And although there are times when it irritates me, I really do love my hair. Maybe this is why I have a LOVE/HATE relationship with getting it cut.


Years ago, when I had both the time and the money, I had a fabulous stylist named Sonya. She had a cute british accent, kept up on all the styles and knew my hair almost as well as I did. I sat in her chair every 6-8 weeks and trusted her implicitly with whatever she wanted to try. It's been 6 years and I still miss her. A few weeks ago I read Amy's post about leaving her favorite stylist, then came cjane's post about her hair and wished I lived in Provo, if only to call Ashlee for an appointment. (She would know what to do about all this gray. And the post partum hair growth that STILL hasn't caught up to the rest of my hair, not to mention that it grew back a different texture than the rest of my hair.) I realized that it was time for a haircut.


But who do I call? Why is finding a stylist more difficult than finding a doctor? Or am I about to find out that they are equally as difficult?

So this morning I got my haircut and now I'm wishing I had waited just a couple more weeks (or at least until after family pictures on Wednesday morning). I'm sure that a shower and styling it myself will help (it usually does), but seeing 3 inches of hair on the floor was not a good thing.

The lesson in all of this... I will spend the time and money it will take in 2010 to find a new stylist. One who will love my hair as much as I do. May it be a long and happy relationship.

and then I cried

We had a great "holiday" weekend. The boys looked super cute in their costumes, thanks to my fabulous sister. Without whom they would have been a monkey (third year in a row) and a dog (hand-me-down costume), because those costumes required absolutely no forethought or planning. Instead they went as the cutest Harry Potter you have ever seen and a little black cat. We spent time with family, ate lots of candy, got very little sleep and enjoyed seeing old friends again. This morning Wil and Zee packed up the car and the boys and went back to WV. They won't be back until next Tuesday. The following Monday starts my temporary single parenthood as Wil and I are living over two hours away from each other, I'm working full-time and he's tackling a 2 hour commute. I should be looking forward to my week of relief from most of the stress, only dealing with work and trying desperately to get caught up. Instead, I'm struggling to not feel like I'm getting a huge FAIL. I miss my boys already. I'm behind at work. I don't feel like I can be a good mom and be a good employee.

So I ask that you think of us in your prayers this month and I promise we will return to blogging as soon as the dust settles.