The Bug Has Bit Again

I tend to change my hairstyle often. After a few months, I am bored and ready to move on with something a little more stylish. Some time back, I cut off all of that long, out-of-style hair and I have no regrets on that, for sure! I graduated to a posh-like style, went from blonde to light brown and back to blonde again. The brown just wasn't me but for some reason, I am thinking that I may be me now?? (yes, that is a statement and not a question)
Once again, I am back to feeling the urge to go darker. Does everyone else go to the salon every 4 weeks for cut/color? Figuring up the cost, I spend at least $140 a month on my hair. My theory would be that going a tinge darker would cut down on my cost, and not to mention my time that I spend there. My life is not that exciting that Ashley and I have enough words to fill up a 3 hour conversation every time I go - because that is how long it takes me to foil all of this hair! Short or long, I have a ton of it!

This is the next adventure that I am considering. I am really thinking I could pull this off! Cute, Huh?

Some Sugar For That Sour Mouth!

This post will not be a pleasant one so I think it's fair that I warn you ahead of time. You can thank the redneck girl in my office for this.

First, let me paint a picture for you. One sentence will take care of it. She drinks Mt. Dew out of a 2 liter bottle that sits on her desk. You heard it right the first time, no glass, no thermos, no NOTHING! I could not believe my eyes when I saw it for the first time and you should have seen Ed's face when I told him about it. I am not a full-blown debutante, but I do pride myself in most etiquette that has been instilled in me since birth.

She lit a match under me first thing this morning when we had a confrontation. She crossed the line in the delivery of her request and let me be the one to tell you that I don't take too kindly to that sort of thing. It wasn't just to me, but it was to two other co-workers whom I felt she offended. It may take awhile to get over Sharon's look of horror (she's our new office mate). I felt so bad for her. There are several of us that have a great relationship and we do tend to share a lot but nothing over and beyond what we deem is acceptable.

For the most part, I don't seek out confrontation but I don't back down from standing up from myself when I feel as if I have been disrespected. I treat others how I would like to be treated and the Golden Rule will always stand true with me.

I am gonna be brutal here when I state that I hate loud mouth people who have the tendency to "tell" rather than "request."

Go let someone else tolerate your crap 'cause you're not stealing MY joy, sister! (Thanks, Ed - I can hear you saying it right now. Mwah!!!)

T-10 days and counting until Mexico.

Santa's Needs A Break!

Not trying to be a Ba Humbug in spirit post Christmas, but Santa needs a break! My theory is that Mother's Day should immediately follow Christmas because us mom's don't get a moments rest and WE need a vacation from taking care of everyone else but ourselves during this season. Mother's don't get enough credit.

Tomorrow will be the official "after Christmas clean out" because the tree and decorations are coming down, the trash will be put out and I am gonna begin to pack for my trip! Everyone in my house knows what the Saturday after Christmas brings and they dread it.

No more festive cookie scented candles and back to the lemony smell of Lysol filling the air.

Merry Christmas!

Finally, the finished product.

You won't hear from me until after the holiday so may peace be with you all.

Bloated and Busted!

Gawd, please spare me any more junk food! I long for a home cooked, stick to your ribs kind of meal that will replace every morsel of sugar that exists in my home and office! Ham and scalloped oysters can't come soon enough! If this really stand true, then WHY are we still continuing to gorge on this crap?

I'm officially ready for Christmas - AND a trip to the gym!

Mojitos and Sombreros

Did someone say Christmas was next week? Somewhere between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I have lost almost a whole month. I wish someone would get The Crinch That Stole Christmas off my back!

Every time I have an inkling of Christmas spirit, the spark flickers out just as quickly as it came. The only thing I can concentrate on is sipping mojitos at an ocean side bar in Mexico. This could be part of the problem. Mexico has stolen Christmas!

Is that a bad thing??

Hooching Through The Holidays

The open bar at the Mitchell's Christmas party last night was in full force as usual. Trust me when I say that these folks KNOW how to throw a party! They live on the intercoastal waterway and their home is perfect for entertaining. The signature drink was a Blueberry Martini but I found it hard to get past the fact that the host misspelled "Eggnog" and wrote "Eggnot" on the bar menu. Yes, they even had a bar menu! After thinking about it, the term "Eggnot" was probably more appropriate.

I am going to spend my weekend baking and maybe I will even wrestle with my own recipe for homemade eggnog. Party mix and eggnog..........ya just can't get much better than that!

Whale of a Sale!

I will admit that I am not a fan of most of the Croc footwear that I see from time to time. They have had some practical sandals and flip flops that I have eyed for our up and coming trip to Mexico which requires us to leave our "nice" flops at home. Most of my summer shoes are heels, polka dot flip flops, or some sort of cutesy shoes that make a diva-like statement. Just how I am - take it or leave it.

I logged on to Dick's Sporting Goods website and found the most awesome sale! Athen's style Crock sandals for $15.98. That price included EVERYTHING! I was all over that bargain.

To Be...or Not To Be

I am having such a hard time getting into the Christmas season this year. It could be due in part to my brother's passing but I think I am actually doing better than I was initially. I put the tree up at the house because of the girls and it does make me feel somewhat better when I turn it on in the evenings but things just seem so blah this year. Is it something in the air? Most of my friends would have already completed the majority of their Christmas shopping by now but the consensus is that most haven't even started!

I have Ed's mother's old family recipe for party mix and I think after making a few batches of that, the spirit of the season will return. But, for now, I will drink this and be content!

So Much Catching Up To Do!

Way too much time has passed since I have even thought about logging on to blog. The Saturday after Thanksgiving, my brother passed away peacefully at home and our family has really taken a blow from our loss. I am trying to attempt to put one foot in front of the other and move on with my life and deal with the devil of grief as we know it. I can sum things up by saying that no none can ever prepare for the loss of a loved on - even when you know it's coming - it does not make it any easier. Yet, I am very blessed to have so many friends and loved ones to comfort us in our time of need that words will never describe the appreciation that we feel.

My 38th birthday followed on December 6th and once again, Chef Ed came through with flying colors. I knew Darius Rucker from the old Hootie and the Blowfish was coming into town and I was painfully seeking tickets to purchase for his sold out show. I am gonna give a shout out to Crowfield, the band that opened for him, because they were amazing and they work with Ed part time. Such talent and genuinely thankful guys. Charleston is a great spot to breed vocal talent.
Third on the list was Jypsi. They are a small little country group that's attire gives new meaning to "gypsy" in itself. I couldn't put an outfit from Goodwill together if I TRIED that matched anything they had to offer! Once again, AWESOME talent if you can get past their clothes. Take some time and look them all up.

Darius Rucker being an hometown Charleston boy, filled the place wall to wall and he brought back so many old memories of being young and carefree at the Windjammer on the Isle of Palms. It was great to have seats so close (second row back from the stage) and nothing was better than being there with the one that has taken care of me the most over the last few years. Our next adventure is our week long trip to Mexico on January 9th. I have so much to think about as I file away all of the good memories that cherish. I am keeping faith in time healing all wounds. Darius helped, though!