Wednesday Wine Musings – Change

camille-23-oz_-red-wine-glassI usually write a Wine & Cheese post on Wednesday, but today it is all about the wine.  No, not the ‘whine’ where I complain, but rather the wine that is currently in my Olivia Pope style wine glass sitting on the desk next to my laptop.  It’s about the wine, Zen Garden on Pandora, peppermint essential oil in the diffuser and writing.  These books are not writing themselves.  But the blog has been lacking and I had committed to writing daily for NaBloPoMo, which as usual my great intentions were hijacked by life.  Oh well.

About 2 weeks after I dyed my hair auburn, I regretted it again.  I know my kids think I look  younger with it but I missed my blond.  It is very hard when having a crazy moment to put a streak of fun color in auburn hair.  When it grew in at all the roots of my natural blond hair looked gray and would tend to make my hair look as if it was thinning because of the contrast.  Then someone else tossed their .02 cents on the topic (okay, more like several someones) and I started saving to go back to blond.  Yesterday my stylist came over and did some serious, professional bleaching and about 90 minutes later I was back to being bleach blond.  I found a super cute, edgy style too so she cut it for me.  Today I stopped in her salon and had the eyebrows waxed and she did the layer just beneath my bangs in a really deep, fuscia pink.  It rocks.  Gone are the spikes on the back of my head, gone is the coppery color.  Gone are the eyebrows that were out of control.  Mine are not super fuzzy or thick, I just cannot stand to pluck them.  My eyes tear up and I cannot see, it’s a royal pain in the tail, so I go get them waxed. Yes that hurts but it’s over with quickly.

I am still going through an adjustment without my little side kick.  I opened the front door when my daughter stopped by the other day and we were both tearing up a bit because Penny was missing.  She always ran to the door when my daughter came over and wagged her little stump of a tail so hard her whole body got in on the act.  This time there was no sweet little pooch to greet her.  Yesterday I opened it to go get the mail, and turned to stop Penny and tell her to be quiet before I realized she wasn’t going to come running through the house, barking like crazy.  She felt it was her sole responsibility to protect me.  I cried to the mailbox and back.  Today I went and picked up her ashes from the vet, and honestly I got just a tad angry.  The good morning nose licks, the trying to protect me, playing with her on the floor and walking her all exchanged for a little tin with a plastic bag containing barely a handful of ash just is a pretty shitty swap out.

My nails are back, and while that thrills me to pieces it is annoying too.  I have a lot of rings, I love them, and unless I have nails I don’t wear them.  Nails make me feel feminine, and is one of the few things I will treat myself too whenever possible.  So while I am very happy to have them, they make typing a real pain.  If I do nails, I do them long. Very long.  Grrrrr.  However, I won’t take them off unless I cannot afford them.  As long as I have money to do them, they will be there with the exception of a week or two in July when I plan to go to New Orleans with our church to help with the continued rebuilding of homes there and cleaning up blighted properties.  I have a feeling that building houses with nails is not wise, so I will have them taken off or cut way down for that, then replace them when I get back.

Because the New Orleans trip is in July, with 100% humidity and a lot of physical work, I’ve started adjusting what I eat and the walking starts up again next week.  And maybe the Insanity work-out DVDs.  I need to get in far better shape physically for this trip if I want to be useful.  And water, drinking tons of water again.

Yesterday I spent some time looking at my Pinterest boards and what a mess.  I combined several boards, got them back in alphabetical order so my OCD tendencies stayed in sync, and now I’m going through one board at a time deleting anything that makes no sense to be there.  I pin so much that I will never use, need, make etc that it seems ridiculous to have it all.  But that will be an ongoing project.  I also narrowed down my Twitter again and stopped following a bunch of tweeters.  More to come on that one as well, as I just don’t have the time or interest in many.

Okay back to writing the books.  Oh heck who am I kidding, I’ll probably read one rather than write!

 

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Wine & Cheese ~ 89th Serving

wineandcheese2Welcome to Wine & Cheese, my weekly, Wednesday whine session.

Every week on Wednesday I devote a blog to whining. Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times. I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs. I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well. I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal. If you’d like to read the past editions of Wine & Cheese just click HERE for all of the past postings. Sit back and join me now for the 89th serving of some whine and cheese!

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 WINE WHINE

😦  It is one dreary week here in the greater Cincinnati area.  Rain, more rain, grey skies, more rain.  It is hard to keep a positive attitude and remain upbeat when all one wants to do is SLEEP.

😦  Sleep is just what I did too, yesterday.  I had given blood earlier in the afternoon and while sitting at my desk working on my book I got SO sleepy.  I thought, “just lay down for a few minutes” and woke up nearly 3 hours later!  I was out so hard I missed my weekly call from my business coach.  😦

😦  My oatmeal is cold.  SIGH…I should have focused on eating it faster I suppose.

 

CHEESE

🙂  I love living here in the Diva Den.  We have, as I have said before, more fun than the law allows.  Last night while getting ready to watch NCIS (which means mom makes popcorn and we all grab a beverage and hit the couches in front of the big screen), my niece came down to find her mom and sang “mama” and I responded, “just killed a man” and off we went through the lyrics to Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen.  Each of us would sing a line and some together.  We live in a musical sometimes and it’s so fun!

🙂  Saturday evening my brother invited us to come over for Sunday breakfast.  Usually I am a stickler about nothing interfering with church, but family time is so rare and important to me that I decided to go.  I am SO glad I did!  My 9yo nieces (3 of them) had set the table (my sister-in-law is teaching them all about where things go on the table, which fork to use etc) and made menus.  They were our servers.  My brother and his wife cooked, and it was awesome!  Omelets and pancakes, sausage, egg sandwiches and blueberry muffins.  We all enjoyed it very much.  Very sweet memories made that day.

🙂  The plus of donating blood the other day was the awesome Bengal’s jersey that they gave every donor.  I love it.  That and the guy who was my phlebotomist did such a great job I didn’t bruise this time, and he got me on the first try.  I have a tendon in both arms that sits snug against the vein they like to use, and my veins like to roll a bit they tell me.  But he was good, and I am very grateful.  I have a blood type that is somewhat rare, only 9% of the population has it, so I get called often.  I don’t mind, it’s the least I can do to give back.

🙂  I am SO excited about an upcoming event I want to do at church, GONOLA!  Our church encourages us to GO as a church and make a difference.  They are doing another trip to New Orleans to help with the ongoing rebuilding there from hurricane Katrina.  Who knew they still have SO many homes to rebuild.  Next summer, in July (yep hottest days of the year there) we will get on a bus, up to 200 of us, and go down and build homes, do VBS with local kids, clean up blighted properties, all in humidity at 100% and extreme heat.  I cannot wait!  We get some down time to see and experience the city.  I cannot wait to start raising my support for this trip, it will be wonderful to go there and get my hands dirty and work hard to help someone else.

 

DESSERT

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