Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow
So, I followed up on my plan to rejuvenate my look by coloring my hair to get rid of the grays. My friend's sister is a hair stylist who happened to be visiting this weekend, so I made an appointment and the grays are now history. And I must admit that I feel so much better. And that kind of bothers me - why can't I just bask in guilty pleasure?!? I am only bothered because I really want to be the person who isn't obsessed with maintaining youth and who accepts the changes that come with growing older. But then I think back and remember my Mother putting a rinse in her hair, my Grandmother putting a rinse in her hair, my aunts, my Father, and I think, well how far does the apple fall from the tree? And I would never consider any of them self-absorbed or youth-obsessed. Ya just wanna look and feel good! I feel like I've joined a club, like I am truly embarking on the path taking me into my 40s! I guess the Walgreens incident affected me more than I realized. And you know, when I play it back in my head, I know the guy totally meant it as a compliment, back-handed perhaps. I think he was saying that I look younger than the gray hairs would imply, so it must be that I have a lot of wisdom, yadda yadda yadda. Okay I am done, black hair and all! Oh, and my husband said that he liked the grays, but he also thinks I look great with the color-job.
So the latest news on the horizon is that we have to move. By the end of next month. They are turning our complex into a hotel and so we now have to find a house. And house-hunting has made me realize a couple of things:
1) Carpets are BIG in the desert. Don't know why, but it is a furnishing staple, it seems. And I am trying to avoid it like the plague with my asthma. So that's the first challenge.
2) Gravel is considered landscaping. A backyard translates into anything from a patch of grass to a concrete slab. But less grass means lower water bill. So, what are you going to do? Artificial grass (they do have that out here, lawn-sized).
3) I am an East Coaster at heart!
I have to admire the first settlers who came out here, saw all this rock and dirt and mountain range, all the cacti and dry vegetation, and said, "Hey let's build a town and LIVE here!" I don't think that would have been my initial impulse. Yet, there IS a majestic beauty to the desert and its surrounding ranges. I think we just have more exploring to do.
So the latest news on the horizon is that we have to move. By the end of next month. They are turning our complex into a hotel and so we now have to find a house. And house-hunting has made me realize a couple of things:
1) Carpets are BIG in the desert. Don't know why, but it is a furnishing staple, it seems. And I am trying to avoid it like the plague with my asthma. So that's the first challenge.
2) Gravel is considered landscaping. A backyard translates into anything from a patch of grass to a concrete slab. But less grass means lower water bill. So, what are you going to do? Artificial grass (they do have that out here, lawn-sized).
3) I am an East Coaster at heart!
I have to admire the first settlers who came out here, saw all this rock and dirt and mountain range, all the cacti and dry vegetation, and said, "Hey let's build a town and LIVE here!" I don't think that would have been my initial impulse. Yet, there IS a majestic beauty to the desert and its surrounding ranges. I think we just have more exploring to do.
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