the vegetarian mincepies have been eaten, the mulled punch drunk and there's enough used wrapping paper here to sink a battle ship (as my nan would say), or alternatively, fill the recycling sack. so, its time to think of the new year, the eve of which my other half still refuses to discuss as it's 'way off'. erm, no, darling its 3 days away now.
having had an upsetting start to december i'm looking ahead to the new year with a hopeful outlook, fingers crossed, wishing on rainbows and bales of hay, and any other superstitious symbols of good fortune you can possibly think of. i still think i'd rather avoid the bird's poo on the head though, if that's alright with you.
so, charge your glasses, sing Auld Lang Syne, and Happy New Year for 2011. x
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
Saturday, 4 December 2010
hairs and graces
today's the day. the appointment is in only 4 hours away and whilst a little (litotes alert) nervous about the big chop, there's definite excitement creeping in too. this is not usually how I feel about a trip to the hairdressers. nope. disinterested, trip to the dentist-style lack of interest. the huge amount of snow outside on the street is making it all the more interesting a prospect today. challenge even. just hope it holds off long enough for my grand exit from the hairdressers with my new stylish do!
Thursday, 25 November 2010
to cut or not to cut
a big decision is coming. I think I'm ready to face it.
my long red hair has always been a key part of me; my look and who I am. easily recogniseable in a crowd and making me feel more of an individual. confession time now. i'm not a natural red head. my mum had lovely auburn hair which, once she started to get a little older, she henna treated to make it brighter and bolder than ever. it was about this time that my fair hair locks of my youth were becoming more of an ash blonde (dirty blonde in my teen speak of the day) and as I looked around the classroom I saw one platinum blonde after another. all the girls were dying their hair, bleaching it, using 'sunin' to lighten it to a hideous straw-like yellow. I made my decision.
since then I've been red. slightly different shades admittedly, with the occasional mishap, and one minor trauma, but red nonetheless.
my new husband (newly married but certainly not new in my life) loves my long red hair and each trip to the hairdressers for a quick trim and tidy up is prefaced by a disclaimer from him "the hair better stay or i go!" luckily I've never tested this. yet.
but, in 7 days time I have my next hair appointment with a new hairdresser. its strange but I seem to change hairdresser when this feeling for change comes over me... the time I lost 2 inches (eek - he freaked out about that), when I decided to have a side swept fringe, years later when I went for the big fringe... so in some ways it feels like the decision has already been made. It's out of my hands. surely? 7 days til we find out. to cut or not to cut, that is my question.
my long red hair has always been a key part of me; my look and who I am. easily recogniseable in a crowd and making me feel more of an individual. confession time now. i'm not a natural red head. my mum had lovely auburn hair which, once she started to get a little older, she henna treated to make it brighter and bolder than ever. it was about this time that my fair hair locks of my youth were becoming more of an ash blonde (dirty blonde in my teen speak of the day) and as I looked around the classroom I saw one platinum blonde after another. all the girls were dying their hair, bleaching it, using 'sunin' to lighten it to a hideous straw-like yellow. I made my decision.
since then I've been red. slightly different shades admittedly, with the occasional mishap, and one minor trauma, but red nonetheless.
my new husband (newly married but certainly not new in my life) loves my long red hair and each trip to the hairdressers for a quick trim and tidy up is prefaced by a disclaimer from him "the hair better stay or i go!" luckily I've never tested this. yet.
but, in 7 days time I have my next hair appointment with a new hairdresser. its strange but I seem to change hairdresser when this feeling for change comes over me... the time I lost 2 inches (eek - he freaked out about that), when I decided to have a side swept fringe, years later when I went for the big fringe... so in some ways it feels like the decision has already been made. It's out of my hands. surely? 7 days til we find out. to cut or not to cut, that is my question.
Monday, 22 November 2010
Sunday, 21 November 2010
Thursday, 18 November 2010
Soup-adoupa day
a long day today, fraught with stresses and challenges (both mine and the students perhaps) made a shade brighter by the biggest bowl imaginable of my homemade vegetable soup - scrumptious! nothing better to cheer you than flavoursome-goodness in a steaming bowl that you know is 100% health and taste. erm, except possibly for the 'friend' alongside me with a sweet scented portion of malt vinegar laden chippy chips. humhh.
not that today was all about food but it sure can make a difference. Actually, maybe it IS all about food and that's why I'm already thinking of tomorrow's lunch...
not that today was all about food but it sure can make a difference. Actually, maybe it IS all about food and that's why I'm already thinking of tomorrow's lunch...
Wednesday, 17 November 2010
a new dawn
darkness drawing in all around at the moment, from waking up bleary eyed, reaching for the rude alarm clock, to the stumble out of work in the evening, expecting a little natural light after hours of the evil strip lighting... but no... 'tis November afterall. So more rain and darkness. But joy of joys husband had stoked the home fires for my return (literally) and the log burning stove woke my soul! And warmed my toes into the bargain.
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