Hiked off to the beauty parlor just after this hatty photo was taken (oweee' haha!). I feel so sparkly tootsie' as the nice lady made sure my hair got all the pretty pampering it (desperately) deserved.
When I came in my roots were all but bare pronounced with strands here and there jutting on ends like misshappen twigs in trajectory. The young miss seriously contemplated what probably appeared like an obtrusive swallow's nest atop my head, then turned to a senior stylist and openly discussed the acute condition before her. After exchanging random numbers of what I believe were mysterious mixes of shades and exact procedures for "reviving" my limp crestfallen mane, my good lady intently explained what was to be done in the hopes, most likely, that I would comprehend the gravity of what she has to deal with, haha!
Quite a "rare" thing for me to visit the shop as I prefer to style myself by my lonesome self - sometimes good, sometimes bad. Took all two hours to get me all together, but wow, oh yes, I was so pleased with the aftermath, couldn't help but faintly swing my head every now and then loving the lemony scent and feeling the delicate silky feel of hair brushing skin. I wish I had a pic of that moment of new me, hehe! A little simple pampering truly makes the spirit glad.
2013 is a year for the sparkles! Oh yes, it is! That's my word for it. --> Shine and Sparkle! I am wiping the slate clean, starting beautiful and positive, more than ever before! With passion I am very very grateful for the blessings of 2012, and somber in humble acknowledgement of those moments wherein I knew I could have done or acted wiser. -- Now when it comes to gifts, it bears acknowledging that one of the greatest gifts I am truly thankful for is - my husband of 23 years and 8 months. Nothing can be of more value than to be with someone you saw through your young 20's, someone who grew up with you through the best and the bad, someone whose presence is constant, stable and reliable. I have many dear friends and I love them all, but as the good book says, there is that one friend who stands closer than a brother; a friend who will give his very life for another. I am blessed that in my life I know I have that kind of friend in him.
And then of course I am also grateful for my two grown boys. Both in their early 20's, they are proving to be such good friends to me as well! I am much pleased and happy that they have weathered the tumultuous teen years intact (haha!) and are now braving to create lives of their own.