And So I Drew A New Face And I Laughed

I have noticed that about every two years or so I have the strong urge to chop all my hair off, I felt this way earlier this year and got my hair trimmed. Well, I am feeling that way again.... like hardcore. When I woke up this morning I had a headache, and as I was staring at my reflection in the mirror I wondered if I would feel better after taking the clippers to my hair, right then and there. I decided against it. One, I don't think I can pull off bald, I will leave that for my husband. Two, it's practically winter time and I don't want my poor head to freeze. I guess I will probably just chop most of it off come spring time.

Speaking of, I am thinking (hoping and planning) that come spring time Collin and I can take a week off and go on a road trip. I want to go south down I-5 and then come back up the coast. Maybe even go down into California. On the way down I want to go to the Oregon Vortex, and from there head south to the Redwood National Park. That would be fun and a nice vacation I think, especially since we haven't had any real vacation since our honeymoon. So, if our financial situation allows it (which I am gonna try really hard to make sure it does) we are going to have a nice little week of vacation come spring time. And then take another week around our anniversary.

Karma: cause Life can't be the only bitch.

I whole-heartedly believe in karma. Whether good or bad your actions always come back to you, and I like to believe that I have fairly decent karma. I know I have hella good "car karma", because I am always letting people into traffic (if I can safely), and stopping for peds and bicyclists. In life in general, I may have made a few karmic no-nos, but I think the good really out weighs the bad, and I am sure I have "repented" (so to speak) for any karmic wrong-doing. (and if not, anyone is free to call me on it and I will do so... maybe) There are times however when I don't give a shit about karma and just feel like being a bitch, if you happen to see me on one such day, I apologize in advance. I probably just had a shitty day at work. But for the most part I am nice to people, except the ones I make fun of. I look at it this way (my husband enlightened me on this one) you gotta figure in this world, while you make fun of the idiot who is wearing black knee highs and seventies style basketball shorts, there is someone who is making fun of you. It goes back to the quote: "To survive you have to learn to laugh at the world, because it is sure as shit laughing at you."

That last paragraph kind of came out of left field. A little psycho babble never hurt any one, that's assuming it made any sense in the first place.... I think originally I had a totally different point... Hmmm....

Conversation from last night:

"Brush your teeth."

"I'm going to."

"It sounds like you're talking to the cat..."

"I am... I'm establishing my dominance, I am letting her know the only way to kill me is in my sleep."

"Oh..."

Collin then came in so we could go to bed and proceeds to tell me how he established his dominance by talking to the cat:

"So I told her, 'You'll have to kill me in my sleep, cuz daddy's not as sympathetic to small furry creatures as mommy is.'"

I was speechless...

Yea, speaking of my husband, while I have to work, his lucky ass gets the day after Christmas off (he has vacation time he needs to use by the first of the year). I then informed him that he was watching my co-worker's nine year old son that day since her day care would be closed and he was available. His response: "What?!?" I just laughed. Serves him right for bragging about getting time off while I work. I told the girls this and then Renee pipes in with, "oh, yeah, and he can watch Mia too, right?" Fun times.

Who wants to be a potato chip when they can be a Twisted Cheetoh?

I am going to go read for a bit now before the ANTM cycle finale is on.

Peace out.