Making the Cut or: Hair There and Everywhere Part II

Okay I did it.....I got it all chopped off.  After my last post, Hair There and Everywhere, I felt freer. Like a big weight had been lifted off my chest.  And such positive feedback from family and friends (from people I didn’t even know too! How cool is that? ) just made me feel so much better.  I wasn’t even really worried about the hair anymore.  It felt like I had been to therapy, spilled my guts, had my spiritual boo-boos kissed and could run outside and play again. 

I was so pleasantly surprised and excited when a few visitors from the Lady Bloggers Society visited my Blog and left sweet comments that I told my husband about it.  Okay, several times.  I was like Rainman “Judge Wapner is on at three o’clock” "three o'clock, time for Judge Wapner"  “I got three comments from other bloggers on my post” "three bloggers from Lady Bloggers Society commented on my post", over and over again,  until he finally had to read it.   I sat next to him while he silently read it on my Iphone.  I don’t recommend that.  I got so nervous my palms were sweating.  He didn’t make any comment , for the longest time........except to say that his ex-wife cut her hair really short once.  AAAAGGGHH!  Still reading.....still reading.....palms still sweating.......until he got to the Dolly Parton picture, then he laughed out loud!  And picked the cut that he liked best.  Whew!  Third picture, redhead BTW.  I had been waffling between that and the third from the last, blonde pixie. 

Anywoo, it seemed I had all the support I needed to go ahead and be a little creative in the expression of my identity and cut off the proverbial offending arm as it were, so, with the pressure off I didn’t need to obsess about it anymore.  Then my local hair dresser returned the call I made the week before.  Uh-oh.  Of course she could help camouflage the thinning of my hair, and she just happened to have an opening this afternoon.  Only I wasn’t ready (chicken little is my name), so we made and appointment for next Tuesday. 

Then I got in the shower.  And several strands came out in my hands as I shampooed.  So that was it, the deal was sealed.  I was not gonna cry, not after the miles long blog post, not after all the support I got, and certainly not after the gift and support I got from my husband, who truly is the most wonderful husband on earth.  So I finished my shower in record time, made arrangements to switch afternoon car pool, and took that afternoon appointment after all. 

And I have to say, I feel free!  I even took a picture of myself (if you know me, you know that is a huge deal!)

And when the Hubs got home, he told me I was beautiful, not cute :) I love you honey XOXOXO

(PS Post)  When I showered this morning, NO hair fell out, I pulled, curled, straightened, and pulled some more, and NOT ONE STRAND CAME OUT.  WTF?  But I'm not gonna push my luck, only gentle loving hair care from now on ;)

Lucky Lady

I am a lucky lady. Yeah, yeah, I'm still trying to get my Mojo back, but in the meantime, I realize that I am one lucky woman, missing Mojo and all. Because.......I have the world's best husband.

Sorry ladies, I do, and he's mine, all mine, you can't have him he's mine. Let me tell you why, or at least give you the cliff notes because I'm saving the juicy deets for myself.

My husband loves me enough to let me be crazy and just go along with it. And I am crazy, make no mistake.

He works his butt off all week, and comes home hoping to relax, or go for a ride, or you know, do something he wants to do, or do nothing at all and uh oh......I get an idea. You might think this would be no big deal, but you would be wrong.

When I get an idea, it usually has to do with building something, painting, digging, planting, moving something, assembling something, taking something apart, and then probably moving it back to where it was, putting it back together, taking it back down, you get the picture. Our home is one big undone project because I come up with great ideas that he puts into action, then change my mind in the process, or stop at picking a paint color, or get sidetracked by a new idea and he has to start on that one. Or..... I might have a really good idea for a clean healthy recipe, like all natural homemade veggie burgers! YUM! Okay, I didn't make him eat those, but he would have, and he has had enough brown rice to last a lifetime because I think it's healthier, and he doesn't like brown rice.

This weekend, was a long weekend for us, I wasn't feeling well, and he stayed home a couple of days with me. I'm not working right now so I have alot of time on my hands. ALOT of time to think, come up with GREAT ideas. For instance, we got an ad in the mail for those medical exams, where they take ultrasounds of your main arteries to see if you are at risk for strokes or heart attack. They happened to be giving these exams (for a fee of course) at a local church on a day he was home. I should note here that the week before, we lost a friend at the age of 49 years due to an unexpected stroke. Just went outside to feed the dogs, and had a stroke and died. Sooo.... I gave my husband the ad, and asked him to go for the exam. I could see he didn't want to really, I'm sure he thinks I am overreacting because he usually does (maybe I usually do, but don't tell him I admitted it), but he just said, okay, if you want me to. That's it! No argument, no discussion, I didn't even have to give my prepared speech (of course I prepared a LONG one, which was wasted and I will now have to archive it for future use!). He just knew I needed him to do it, and he loves me enough so he did it. We went, and he has had it done and I'm happy. I feel better. You would think his good deed was over for at least the weekend but you would be wrong again....

Good idea #2. Let's get rid of the bed in the spare room and really turn that in to the exercise room. Should only take a few minutes and I can help, right?? Ha! Not only am I useless as I possess no physical strength or mechanical ability, did you know it takes quite a bit of time to take apart a bed, move a computer and set it up in another room (if you want it connected to the internet via a cable in the wall), set up a television in a wall bracket and arrange exercise equipment (which btw, I can't even use right now but that's another story) to fit in the room?? Yup, quite a bit of time.... Oh well, he can relax now, right??

Wrong!! Hey! I Know! Let's plant a vegetable garden! It'll be easy cuz last weekend we were at my mother in law's house, and she gave me some ice-plant clippings and a cactus. I do not have anything like a green thumb so when she said just stick it in the ground and it will grow, and I stuck it in the ground and it didn't wither and die, I decided to pull a few weeds. That wasn't so bad, so maybe we should plant those veggies I've been wanting.....just a few, I know I can help with that! Well, SEVERAL hours later, we have a huge vegetable garden, probably about 100 sq ft, maybe more, soil all dug up and properly fertilized, complete with new sprinkler, several types of tomatoes, carrots, zucchini, cucumber, a couple rows of lettuce, spinach, green beans, green onions, cantaloupe, broccoli, and brussel sprouts. My contribution? Picking out the veggies, and planting some basil, and some little cactus (cacti?) in pots on the patio. Oh, and pulling some weeds, I don't want my beautiful new vegetable garden taken over by weeds.

And later, when my wonderful husband told me that tomorrow he just wanted to take it easy, and have a lazy day, I said "yeah, I know, I'm kinda sore and tired and feeling icky from pulling all those weeds". And my husband, just kissed me and said "poor baby". And he wasn't even being sarcastic.

BEST. HUSBAND. IN. THE. WORLD.