Did ya’ll wonder if I would ever blog again? Who am I kidding…Mom, Mary, and Liz, I’m back to writing on the blog! Wow what a week I have experienced. Have you ever agreed or committed to do something, thought “no big deal, I can do that”, only to later find yourself emotionally curled up in the fetal position wondering why in the world you ever thought you could do what you committed to do?!?! That is where I have been this past week. I am literally emotionally drained, but somehow, miraculously at peace. God is funny like that. And to quote my sister “a peace that surpasses all understanding, is not just a feel good cliche, God can really do that”. And so He has for me. More on what I have been up to to come later, how about today we talk about things that are of no value what so ever. Let’s just be real life girlfriends for a few minutes and talk about all the other life stuff that has been going on this week…just a few random things that have not been emotionally draining. I will warn you in advance, the pictures are terrible, but each was captured with my phone in the middle of the moment.
For starters, I was due to have my hair lighted again. This is a painful process as I usually sit in the chair for 6 hours. My darling hair stylist is getting better with my foils though…this time it took 5 hours. I’m starting to realize that life would be easier for me if I would just admit already that I am not a blond, and joyfully embrace my brunette head of hair. Which brings me to the next thing. I’m getting gray hair. What?!?! Me?!?! I was literally shocked as I began to notice new ones daily around my face. Shocked. I think somewhere deep inside my brain remains a part of me that genuinely thinks I will never grow old. Why else would someone be shocked by gray hair! Though I think this self-realization is interesting and very likely something that I will over analyze some other time, it is not the point of my story. Back to the point, and to answer what you might be wondering: yes, that is a bible in my lap in this photo:
I do my bible studies while I sit in that chair for half a day. They think I’m a freak, and they get all awkward as soon as they see me pull it out of my bag. I find it both humorous and ironic, because here’s the thing…no one would think anything about me sitting around reading People Magazine for 6 hours; and to me, that would be the freaky thing to do. Allow me to explain. After awhile of reading the bible, my brain was beginning to get overwhelmed, and so I switched to the more “acceptable” reading material available at the salon: People Magazine. Within about 5 minutes I was wishing like crazy that there was somebody I knew sitting next to me that I could talk to about what I was reading. All I had was my phone, so I started texting my girlfriends until my fingers were numb. I learned things that have since, undeniably, made me a dumber human being. Like the fact that a “certain celebrity” chews her child’s food up in her own mouth before passing it directly from her mouth into his. You know, like the way birds do. Yes, you read that correctly. Congratulations, you are now dumber. Or how about the fact that someone out there has literally spent time combining the baby pictures of both Prince William and Princess Kate to create computer images of what their child may someday look like. Personally, I thought these “computer image possibilities” were disturbing, and I took a moment to thank God that He is smarter and more creative than our computers. Then I texted my friends to make sure they were aware, so that they too could be as disturbed as I was. I just find it ironic, that that magazine is acceptable to read, but my bible is what is thought to be “freaky” to read while having my hair done. Who knew.
Moving right along. I’m considering suing the Chick-fil-A cow for harassment. While trying to enjoy a nice leisurely lunch this past weekend (aka: spending 15 minutes cramming chicken nuggets down my kids’ throats before we had to be on a soccer field), we were totally harassed by the cow. He would NOT leave us alone. He sat at our table, he pretended to steal my kids’ food until Thomas started crying, he lingered way too long for comfort. It was weird. Finally I asked him to leave us alone and go bother another table, which worked out well because we happened to know the people at the other table. It was quite amusing, and they too were totally freaked out.
I. have. no. words. When is the last time you have done something for someone that was totally unexpected? Something just to make them happy. I haven’t done that in a long time, and seeing this gift bag hanging on my door, made me want to do something special for somebody else. She knew that I loved Laduree, and so she brought back home a little bit of Paris for me. Just because, and I love her for it.
Lastly, I fear we are ruining my son. The poor boy is spending way too much time playing tea party and sipping lemonade with his sisters and babysitter, not mention, they give him anything he wants. He is going to be rotten! We are either ruining him so that no woman will ever want him, or we are grooming him to be the worlds greatest husband. I’m not sure which. My husband spends most of his evenings wrestling with him and teaching him to fight, all in an attempt to counteract everything us girls put him through all day. My only consolation is that our pastor was the little brother to two big sisters that spoiled him too; and he is without a doubt, one of my favorite men walking the planet. You give us hope Pastor Don!
I’m done now. Love ya’ll for reading with me here, and from the bottom of my heart, I wish you had been there with me at the hair salon. We would have had great fun flipping through People Magazine, laughing about why any mother would want to regurgitate food into her child’s mouth. I will be less crazy next post, I promise.
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