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not enough yet

Wednesday, March 15th, 2017

I’m going back tomorrow to get more hair taken off. At first I was thinking I’d have Heidy shave up higher along the side and try to convince her I ought to get her time and skill free of charge, but then realized it was more a case of my changing perspective than of her giving me an unsatisfactory result which would really be the only warrant to get anything free. Also, she’s been my stylist for as long as I’ve lived here and totally could be charging me more than she does anyway…no need to chance a perfectly good relationship!

Here’s the three options I’m looking at. I know they’re all quite different for one another. From the girl with the Pokémon tattoo being the most extreme to the girl with the dangle earing to the heavy layers on top early 2000’s do.

My 9 year old says that the Pokémon cut would make me look like a psychopath, so that one may be marked off as an alter ego. As for heavy bangs, I’ve done that before, although I had less side layers and remember not liking it…that was way back 6 or so years done by me during a growing out time as a reaction to being self conscious about my high hairline. And on the subject of hairlines, the sidecut going all the way up to my natural part on the one side would accentuate my widows peak.

At any rate, I’ll post pictures on Friday.

Backspace

Monday, March 21st, 2016

Confession. I keep backspacing perfectly OK posts. Perhaps I’ll sentence myself to a daily paragraph to stay challenge.
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Moving Forward, First Steps.

Friday, March 4th, 2016

Hey! So, not writing every day doesn’t mean I’m distracted by other websites, it means I’ve been getting in more intentional physical fitness than ever before. Interestingly, rather than dropping pounds, I have gained four. Know what though, I am building up endurance and continue to press forward. This can only make me a better person, moving around more gives me more energy, coincidentally helping me do a better job keeping up with everything I need to do in my life that not so long ago I was struggling to hang on to.

When I’m not sleeping or eating, cleaning or volunteering up at the school I’m working out and that’s fantastic. The point of feeling that taking time for myself being selfish is behind me. My kids think that my working out is awesome and often join in which is wonderful.
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Thanks for reading, and I hope you’re trying to live your healthiest year ever and finding support for that. I’m remembering that doing it for myself is enough, doing it for health is enough.

Empty

Friday, September 26th, 2014

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I am lonely for my zest for writing. What gave me excitement that I could put through my fingertips and feel purpose? What gave me passion and energy. I miss me.
I want to close my eyes, let my chin drop to my chest relax my muscles and let whatever is holding me fall away. Long ago my photos to capture precious passing moments have closed. The camera is lost. Shutter speed no longer matters.
AuroraI signed up for Angel Tree with Reece’s Rainbow again and have plans on a craft to make, and am nearly done collecting the supplies I need. There will be a Damsels in Defense fundraiser and hopefully a successful T-shirt design created and effectively marketed to collectively raise my financial goal. The little girl that I have signed up to sponsor is a 12 year old from Latvia who has been living in an orphanage since 2005. Her name is Aurora. Isn’t she beautiful? Last year God showed how he works by bringing my child of Angel Tree 2013 beyond the $1,000 goal and now home to a family. I’m hungry to see Jesus perform that miracle again.

I have my husband and loving children, a home, clothing, food, a Lord Jesus. What lack I? Faith? I dare you to say I don’t trust God for everything. He’s my redemption and my comfort, my sustenance through everything. I just wish I knew what it was that I’m struggling against.

On this day that we mark 9 years

Friday, September 12th, 2014

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Life gets so congested with the same things. The same arguments resurface and re-mend. The anniversaries approach and pass. The little girl who was my flower girl is a gorgeous 8th grader now and recently statused, “Never Regret Anything that Once Made You Smile” I’ve thought of asking her where it’s from, with each word beginning in caps perhaps its something from a song or poem. Wherever it’s from, pure brilliance.

I can close my eyes and peal back to pure elation. My heart can dance with glee.

Nine years the day before yesterday, baby!

Darren brought me a gorgeous collection of flowers from the shop where we ordered our flowers for the wedding those days and months ago. The smell of roses and lilies and tiny splashes of more subtle pieces bring me back in a smooth somber way giving me such a thankfulness for the journey that God has given us to take together. I am so well cared for and I know that my being here is appreciated.

We had planned with permission to go to Bellingham for a movie and meal. Two kids were to get off the school bus at my folks and we brought the other two over. Turned out to be too much for the babysitters! The job ended up falling on the guy who was 9 on the day we said, “I do.” He didn’t even try to sugar coat the experience saying, “Dad lost a whole day of work” of dad who was gone to a prayer meeting when we got back to pick the kids up for bedtime…at this point it is completely an accident on my part that the kids became primarily his responsibility–I don’t feel like apologizing since that wasn’t my fault. Ignore it happened? I have done him favors in the past–like rock him to sleep when he was an infant and care for him the first few years of his life. My mom suggested buying him a coffee, I imagine he’d consider accepting a whole month of my allowance more worthy a gift! My brother starts university this fall and should be in an apartment one would imagine.

My sweetie and I went to eat crepes and quiche, at 3 in the afternoon. Why not?! It was just wonderful. Fresh organic locally grown fruit overflowing from a whole wheat crepe with whip cream dollop on top and chocolate zig-zagged across that. <---The diet starts tomorrow! We then went to a movie and strolled around downtown. We bought AJ a pair of little shoes since her boots are too small; we found them in a sweet children's clothing and toy store that we both imagined our children completely laying waste to, well at least we could see so vividly a jostle up of a few of the fancy displays being the fault of our fantastic four. Feeling so blessed to spend time together we headed up to be greeted by my mom just dialing our number to wonder where we were and AJ screaming diaperless on the floor. My poor family! AJ is quite the case! She wasn't to bed until 11pm. We're already planning for our 10th anniversary festivities and we love our kids but they're not coming along! We talked with the children in the morning about listening and being polite. They seemed to all think that they did well and completely viewed the day before as being a yesterday holding no consequences into the current time frame. Sometimes, that's how life is. It looks chaotic, but once you close your eyes and wake again there is nothing but room for another chance. Not because yesterday wasn't perfect but because today is fresh and new as it should be. I want to look forward, and love forward. Passing a tattoo parlor, by the way, on our walk around town I was tempted to go in and be one of those idiots who gets an unplanned permanent marking to commemorate the day. I found this hilarious photo stream the next morning: Feel Better About Your Choices.