#!$%!&*(#@ Haircut

I love my Mom. I really do. For the last few months, she raved about her hairstylist using the words: awesome, quick and talented. So, when I decided I wanted a change for the upcoming New Year, I decided to go to Michelle*.

The picture to the right is the haircut I wanted, but she didn't want to style my hair that way. Split second decision and I decided hair would grow back and my Mom has a lot of faith in this woman, I wavered and let her Edward Scissorhands my hair.

I was a total wuss and should have just walked out of the salon, but that would have caused unnecessary rift between my Mom and Michelle.  I should have went with my gut feelings when our initial interaction went awry.

Me: I want a bob haircut (shows pic of cut to stylist).
Her: No.
Me (caught off-guard): Uh, something similar? but this long (I show her how much length I wanted to retain).
Her answer was abrupt: I try. (and she busts out her Edward Scissorshands moves and finishes my haircut in five minutes)
After the hair flurries settle down, she gives me a mirror to review the results.
Me: *SOB*

I am still traumatized. I do, however, like the bangs. But my hair is way short like OMG, what has she done short!

My litany of the moment: my hair will grow longer (while pulling on the lengths).

* name has not been changed to protect this Hair Nazi.

The Day After

My belly is full and my heart is light.

I am grateful for my family and friends. I am thankful for my health and hope to maintain (and hopefully improve upon in the new year).

Also, this year I am going to make a New Year's resolution. While I might not keep the list faithfully, I need a goal and a list (my most favorite thing in the world) will give me an outline of what I must do.

Merry Christmas.

Quigley

My Neighbor's Dog

I must say my neighbor's dog is consistent about when it wants to bark. It is 12:22 am and yep, it's barking.

Three

I finally picked up my holiday dress.

Macy's held my dress hostage (okay, they sorta didn't). I had bought the dress last week and everything is fine and dandy, but the girl said there was a special promotion that would save me money, but it would mean I would have to pick it up today instead of taking the dress home immediately.

I'm such an impulse buyer (even though I am much improved) with a major dose of uh-oh-maybe-I-should've-have-bought-it-because-I-see-it-is-on-sale remorse (I have learned there are always going to be better deals and I simply just can't wait every single one out).

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Last month, one of the guys at work asked to take me to our holiday party while I was at a table full of people. I had already made plans with one of the girls in the office to go together because singles must stick together and when everything is said and done, he is just not my type. While I smoothly said I was already going with someone, one of my friends blurted that it was just "one of the girls in the office, no biggie". I hated seeing him brighten because I could see that he thought if he pushed further that I would cave. I had to emphasize I already made plans. I was severely annoyed with the blurter. Even though I had made no mention of it, the story of me "shooting him down" is making the rounds within the company. Random people are bringing up that day again and telling me that there is a whole re-enactment with real people playing that day over. I am annoyed with him for doing this in front of a grip of people. I am annoyed with the blurter. I am especially annoyed with people that have too much time to play-act the day. WTH.

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I really and truly cannot believe it is already December. I have been a total slacker about posting. I do have stories, but after last year's drama with Jerkwad, I have seriously decompressed and just become jelly. In hindsight, I was slowly working myself to a total breakdown. After transferring out of my last department, my mind just stopped, but it is now slowly revving up and processing information again.

Blindside

The movie was great.

I laughed. I cried. And I cried some more.

Sandra Bullock was awesome. I don't she carries off blonde hair very well, but once the story began, I forgot about the hair coloring and enjoyed the movie.

Not going to discuss the story because I don't want to be a spoilsport. But, definitely two thumbs up!

Caffeine Free or Not?

So, I cut the caffeine out of my system. Or so I think. I came across the Mayo Clinic site and there was a breakdown of drinks and some foods that have caffeine on their page.

So, while I cut the major culprit out (soda). I now have to look into chocolate (argh, who would've thought?). Luckily, I've searched high and low and Bayer is supposedly caffeine-free.

I will have to do more research but Hershey's Special Dark Chocolate bar has 31 mg vs Hershey's Milk Chocolate bar's 9 mg. Is it because dark chocolate has more cacao beans?

I'm not sure if cutting the caffeine has helped my sleep. Now, I just dream some really odd dreams that do not make any sense and have strange people I have never ever met playing the parts.