So to all you ladies out there, I have some tid bits of advise that I unfortunately have learned from experience. We all get that "itch," wanting to change something. Hoping that a new look will give us that "zing" to capture our husband's eye. (Nothing better than a positive double take from our man!) We tend to do drastic things,... hair color, cut, manicures, pedicures, waxes (ouch!,) facials, micro-derm abrasion, acid peels, botox, lifts and tucks. The list goes on and on. Efforts in attempt to defy gravity and restore youth. Sometimes we kid ourselves into thinking that we enjoy this type of torture but we really just want to keep.
My hair has been long forever. I don't think that I have had bangs since I was 11. Long and straight, boring but I loved it. Whip it into a ponytail and I was off. Perfect for being a mommy, cleaning, nursing, working, playing soccer, everything, A-Z! Being in my 30's and feeling like I needed to look a little more than ready to play a soccer game, a friend suggested that I cut it short so I had a style. Thinking that I would give short hair a try, I grew it out unusually long and cut it to donate it to a charity. Romantic notion but not very practical since I have never really ever had a "Real" hair style. Short hair was fun at first, but boy did I miss those "whip it back' days. And one thing that people don't tell you is that short hair needs to be trimmed all the time. So you go in to have a "trim" and you come out even shorter than the short hair was before. So this last week I had a trim and a color. Something went drastically wrong with the strength of the chemicals and slowly I am loosing all my bangs. I mean the whole "Sha-bangs!"I noticed it because it looked as though I had a bald spot right were my hair was parted. There they were, literally, thousands of little itty-bitty hairs that were starting to grow back out after being burned off. So after this terribly story what is my point? Lets recognize a good thing when we have it. Aside from what media or peers or neighbors or whomever says, it is okay to be the same. It is okay to age. It is fine to keep doing what works for you. I think that it is important to look good but it doesn't mean that we have to change to societies pressures or influences. I am no expert on men but I think that instead of being drastic with our appearance, being kind, gentle, attentive, caring and considerate with our man will give us more "double takes" then being consumed with our appearance. Getting older can be beautiful and graceful if we embraced the experiences along the way.
When I was a child I loved Halloween. Remember the stake center trunk-or-treats? I remember the parking lot and the cars being so huge. There seemed to be so many cars! I remember people decorating their trunks with spider webs, lights and bubbling cauldrons filled with dry ice and spooky music. Inside were all sorts of games. Musical chairs, the fishing pole booth, bobbing for apples and the cupcake walk were some of my favorites. I remember being frightened by some of the costumes which were quite mild compared to what showed up on my doorstep tonight. Funny how I don't remember the candy. Well like any other mother, my children came home with their pillow cases filled with candy. How their faces were beaming with their conquest of getting "as much as they possibly could." Oh the joy and innocence of being a child. If only we all lived close to share our days and moments with each other. We miss you all- Happy Halloween.
