New And Improved

Last Saturday (May 28th), I couldn't take it anymore, I knew it had to be done, it was just time - I felt like my hair was suffocating me; and Justin (gently) prodding me to get it cut was also a big motivator. I planned it out for Thursday night, and the countdown began. I measured, re-measured, discussed and did some research. Making my final decision for my donation to be sent to the Pantene Beautiful Lengths program, for twelve inches of my hair to be made into a wig for a cancer patient. Those close to me know this was my goal for growing it out, this decision is many years in the making (and is on my 26 Before 27 List - check). I did have long hair years ago (although shorter than it was when I chopped it off), but I couldn't donate it because it had been dyed. I grew out the dye, having my natural hair colour for at least two years, and waited while it grew to an appropriate length. As much as I wanted to have it dyed for our wedding, and as nice as it would have been to have short hair in Mexico, I stayed strong, and kept to my goal.

Here's the before. Right before I got it chopped off.

And here's the after. After the chopping and dying (oh my, how I have missed this!).

The hair dresser was really nice, and although I wasn't nervous once I was in her chair, once she had my hair gathered in a ponytail, scissors ready, I was happy that she asked if I was ready for her to make the cut. I smiled and said absolutely. Then Thursday night the nightmares began. Crazy dreams: dreams of not enough hair being cut off (I know it's enough, I measured about 16 times), dreams of me having to grow it out again, but now that my hair is dyed I had to grow that out again. It made me toss and turn most of the night.

But the reactions I got at work really made up for my lack of sleep. I only told four people that this was happening (Justin and three people at work). Justin immediately started calling me Bieber, and it turns out I answer to Justin also (people at work starting calling me this too). My boss Mike, said "holy shit," when I walked around the corner into his view. Teresa said my haircut does me justice. Ryan called me a "hot mumma." Stu said it made me look older (which is what I told Justin. I said it looks like I could have children now - but not to get any ideas or start worrying, I'm still not ready). Basically everyone who sees it thinks it suites me so much more. I've yet to show my dad, that's my plan for tonight! I know he's going to love it, and it's truly his opinion that I am the most impatient to hear. Now I'm a girl with short hair, and I love it!

6 June 2011 Goals

Another month is done, and we are now half way through the year. Sorry, that's kind of depressing isn't it? This morning I woke up all excited, now starting a new month brings a new challenge to me; a blank slate. I love this feeling!

1. This is the start of Justin's and my first summer as Mr. and Mrs. And I'd like to start being able to remember all the little things. (My "One Second Journal" that is a goal of my "26 Before 27" list is really helping with this too.) I want to take at least one photo each day of June with my phone and edit it (either on my phone or on the computer), and then create a mini album a la Amy Tan to capture it all. My thoughts for the photos are along the lines of the instagram app that the I-Phone has. Okay, this app makes me wish I would have gotten this phone now, and it's a bit upsetting since I love my android, but I really haven't found a similar app for my phone - hopefully soon they'll make one for it. I really have no concept of how this album is going to turn out, and I kind of like it this way; I just want to have fun with it! Here's the cover for my album that I whipped up Monday night.

2. This is part of a much bigger plan in my monthly goals, but the first step in this massive undertaking of a goal is to walk at least twenty minutes each and every day. Really I'd like to plan for half an hour, but I know some days that's just not possible (like when the hockey games will be on). Starting small, working up to a much bigger goal here.

3. Do something to the inside of the house. I'm talking paint a wall, hang up some more art work or photos, pot a plant - something to be able to make it feel more like home. We'll have been living here for two years on the twelveth, and I'm ready to really start making it our own - no more painters beige (or at least not as much of it!). We have a goal to have the house all completed in two years, and we better get at the inside!

4. Something just for me now. I want to do something to feel sexy twice a week. Just to feel lushious, and extravagent. It doesn't need to be much, just something to make me feel this way.

5. Back with the Flylady again. Since re-reading the book back in April, I've been good about only a couple things. I've been cleaning the house weekly, and I make my bed daily. I want to broaden my daily routine, and I'm adding shining my sink daily to my goals for the month.

6. Recently Justin and I haven't been eating as well as we could be. So, I want to eat one fruit and about a cup of vegetables daily. And I'd be ecstatic if I ate more than this amount!

Now for May's updates: 4.5/5 completed to what I see as successful. I bought a new pair of work pants from Reitmans (this style but black with white and purpleish pinstripping) on May 26th; - love them. I spent some time doing some reasearch on what I believe in, I have a New Testament and the Book Of Morman, and Amanda is going to let me borrow some of her religion textbooks from her course - now I just need to read them (this is why I'm only counting this as a half point); and there were many, many calls to my brother discussing and debating beliefs. There were yummy meals ready and waiting in the crockpot when we got home, twice a week like planned; my recipes would be the pork tenderloin in au jus, and the steak stroganoff. Every single day I drank tea; there was however one day out camping that I was just too tired to drink the whole mug, and a couple days that I made a chai latte - this was one of my favorite goals; there is just something about drinking a hot mug of orange pekoe with a couple of scoops of sugar, while it's raining outside. And we had a great time out on that camping trip , the first of the year!