Archive for September, 2007

hair woes

Thank you miss hair stylist for this gorgeous cut and style. I really love it, and it is one of the best hair styles I have ever had. But, please, next time, don’t make it look so easy when creating loose waves, like these, with just a straightening iron. I realize that you have had years of experience and that hair is your middle name. But those of us who don’t spend hours a day learning new tools and methods to do things with our hair are lost once we leave your skilled hands.

I was home a few days later, trying to mimic your methods, when I realized that no matter how I twisted, turned it, and wrapped it around, my straightening iron only STRAIGHTENED my hair. I went out and bought another straightening iron, thinking that the one I had was too wide. The second straightening iron was no different. The only time I have been able to get remotely close to this style, by myself, is while using a large barrel curling iron. I also have large Velcro rollers which can achieve a similar look, but I really wanted to be able to have one versatile tool, one magical straightening iron that also curled my hair and made it look wavy and pretty like Victoria’s Secret models.

painting the master bedroom

This is the current painted state of our master bedroom. There is still blue painters tape on the walls because we have a tiny bit of edge work to complete where the ceiling color meets the wall color. Then later we will finish painting all doors and trim white, including that center beam which is now primed white.

We’ve moved furniture in and have it set up so that we can actually use the bedroom now. At least nothing is too heavy to move out of the way when we want to paint. It is frustrating to see all the little unfinished spots and areas that still need touch up paint. I feel like we will be spending every single weekend working on this place for the next two years.

eloquence

Out of the depths of my happy heart wells a great tide of love and prayer for this priceless treasure that is confided to my life-long keeping.

You cannot see its intangible waves as they flow towards you, darling, but in these lines you will hear, as it were, the distant beating of the surf.

-Mark Twain