Indecision clouds my vision
This is definitely not the time to go shopping for clothes. Every decision feels like it needs ten times more thought than it did a week ago. Last week, though in extreme pain, I was on point. I had quicksilver wit, problems were solved quickly and logically; I was the man. This week, WTF? I feel like I’m doing everything and getting nowhere.
It’s like, should I?…or shouldn’t I? All the logic is there from last week, but if a new problem arises I’m totally screwed, I seem to have no idea what to do.
Additionally, I have heard people call Sagittarius’s… Sagi-moody-ous. Currently I have to agree, though it could be my lack of sleep talking. It was so hard for me to get out of my morning funk. It took me 30 minutes of loud music to put me into a mood suitable for the public.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Balancing Act
Driving home today, I thought about that saying; take everything in moderation. Then I thought; the Earth works so hard to balance herself out, why not consider that the universe, God, whatever, also wants to people to be emotionally or spiritually balanced. For instance, why when I am blissfully happy, does some sad and unfortunate univited soul soon enter my tiny world?
I try to believe that the universe, God, whatever, wants us all to be happy, disgustingly happy; like the quantum physicists preach. Yet time and time again I find myself holding back when I’m happy, like I have a fear of it? Experience keeps reinforcing the belief that if you are happy, overly so, you will soon find yourself very unhappy. Fortunately, in order to keep this so called, ‘balance’ it works both ways. Surely you have noticed that when you are in a bad mood, there is always that unexpected soul who crosses your path and soon sends you on your way to a cheerier place.
I was contently happy today, for no special reason. Halfway through the day a young woman entered my world who not as happy. When she left me, I knew that spiritually she was in a better place then when she arrived; and I consequently, was a little less content. Then later on, I had the unfortunate experience of dealing with someone very gloomy. One of those individuals who are more satisfied when they are miserable. They exist in misery; bask in it and receive pure joy when they can spread onto others. Anyhow, this person drained all the happiness I had left. Ugh, she was like a damn dementor wearing an ugly old fat lady suit.
It seems to not matter how many good energy people you meet, surround yourself with, or positive energy you put out -thinking you are going to get it back-, the universe is certain to place an unfortunate soul directly in your path whose purpose is to suck the joy right out of you and like a vampire leave you drained, depressed and trying to remember what you were so damn happy about in the first place.
Or, perhaps the universe hopes that you will take the opportunity to help these people out of their, “emotional funk.” I hope the universe will soon get the message that some souls are beyond hope, and quit putting those ones in my path. Still, somehow I know the universe, God, whatever, will never give up on trying to balance it all out.
Till then my remedy will be the same:
Remember the good and important people in my life.
Focus on what makes me feel good.
No matter how bad someone tries to make me feel, they have no power over me.
You can be sure as shit that eventually, everything will balance out.
This P.S.A was brought to you by me, Stacy, while I waited for my pizza. I was too tired and drained to cook because today I met a negative ass vampire type person and am still recovering.
I try to believe that the universe, God, whatever, wants us all to be happy, disgustingly happy; like the quantum physicists preach. Yet time and time again I find myself holding back when I’m happy, like I have a fear of it? Experience keeps reinforcing the belief that if you are happy, overly so, you will soon find yourself very unhappy. Fortunately, in order to keep this so called, ‘balance’ it works both ways. Surely you have noticed that when you are in a bad mood, there is always that unexpected soul who crosses your path and soon sends you on your way to a cheerier place.
I was contently happy today, for no special reason. Halfway through the day a young woman entered my world who not as happy. When she left me, I knew that spiritually she was in a better place then when she arrived; and I consequently, was a little less content. Then later on, I had the unfortunate experience of dealing with someone very gloomy. One of those individuals who are more satisfied when they are miserable. They exist in misery; bask in it and receive pure joy when they can spread onto others. Anyhow, this person drained all the happiness I had left. Ugh, she was like a damn dementor wearing an ugly old fat lady suit.
It seems to not matter how many good energy people you meet, surround yourself with, or positive energy you put out -thinking you are going to get it back-, the universe is certain to place an unfortunate soul directly in your path whose purpose is to suck the joy right out of you and like a vampire leave you drained, depressed and trying to remember what you were so damn happy about in the first place.
Or, perhaps the universe hopes that you will take the opportunity to help these people out of their, “emotional funk.” I hope the universe will soon get the message that some souls are beyond hope, and quit putting those ones in my path. Still, somehow I know the universe, God, whatever, will never give up on trying to balance it all out.
Till then my remedy will be the same:
Remember the good and important people in my life.
Focus on what makes me feel good.
No matter how bad someone tries to make me feel, they have no power over me.
You can be sure as shit that eventually, everything will balance out.
This P.S.A was brought to you by me, Stacy, while I waited for my pizza. I was too tired and drained to cook because today I met a negative ass vampire type person and am still recovering.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Sunnyside Salon Adventures in Hairstyling-Part 3-Underneath the Scalp.
Sadie: Why did it take you so long to finish that client?
Camilla: Well first she wanted her hair volume-ized but then she said that made her face look fat. So I flattened it, but apparently that made her face look even fatter. (Sigh) Then she started insulting me, saying I didn’t know what I was doing, she even grabbed the brush right out of my hand…I mean. I’ve been doing hair for years (sigh) I don’t know what she expected me to do.
Sadie: Her real problem was not her hair Camilla, it was her face. What she was expecting from you was a face lift. It's times like these that you need to inform your client that you are only a hairstylist, and you can’t control anything she has going on underneath the scalp.
Camilla: Well first she wanted her hair volume-ized but then she said that made her face look fat. So I flattened it, but apparently that made her face look even fatter. (Sigh) Then she started insulting me, saying I didn’t know what I was doing, she even grabbed the brush right out of my hand…I mean. I’ve been doing hair for years (sigh) I don’t know what she expected me to do.
Sadie: Her real problem was not her hair Camilla, it was her face. What she was expecting from you was a face lift. It's times like these that you need to inform your client that you are only a hairstylist, and you can’t control anything she has going on underneath the scalp.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
All about Hair
This tid bit of information is based on my ten plus years behind the chair.
For all hair types (colored, highlighted and virgin)
Wash, rinse, squeeze out excess water, condition, wait 3-5 minutes, rinse.
If you are using heat on your hair, you MUST put a barrier product on. I recommend the following procedures:
Thick/Coarse Hair-using/notusing, Flat/Curling iron
Pureology Straight shampoo
Pureology Straight conditioner
Towel dry
Pureology Straight serum w/ Purology styling serum
Comb through
Blow-dry/Air-dry completely
Kenra hot spray
Iron.
Fine/Fly away hair-using/not using Irons
Pureology Volume Shampoo
Pureology Volume Conditioner
Towel dry
Pureology Blowdry amplify w/Pureology styling serum
Comb through
Blow-dry/Air-dry completely
Kenra hot spray
Iron
*If your hair is overly dry or damaged do to chemicals, (perms and colors), please come in the salon for a FREE consultation so that I can better recommend products to your specific hair-care needs.
Furthermore if your hair no longer styles the way you would like:
You may be due for a haircut.
You may have recently suffered a bad haircut.
You are using home hair color and are lacking protein in the hair (go see your stylist ASAP!)
At your last trim/haircut, you did not allow your stylist to cut off all your split ends.
For all hair types (colored, highlighted and virgin)
Wash, rinse, squeeze out excess water, condition, wait 3-5 minutes, rinse.
If you are using heat on your hair, you MUST put a barrier product on. I recommend the following procedures:
Thick/Coarse Hair-using/notusing, Flat/Curling iron
Pureology Straight shampoo
Pureology Straight conditioner
Towel dry
Pureology Straight serum w/ Purology styling serum
Comb through
Blow-dry/Air-dry completely
Kenra hot spray
Iron.
Fine/Fly away hair-using/not using Irons
Pureology Volume Shampoo
Pureology Volume Conditioner
Towel dry
Pureology Blowdry amplify w/Pureology styling serum
Comb through
Blow-dry/Air-dry completely
Kenra hot spray
Iron
*If your hair is overly dry or damaged do to chemicals, (perms and colors), please come in the salon for a FREE consultation so that I can better recommend products to your specific hair-care needs.
Furthermore if your hair no longer styles the way you would like:
You may be due for a haircut.
You may have recently suffered a bad haircut.
You are using home hair color and are lacking protein in the hair (go see your stylist ASAP!)
At your last trim/haircut, you did not allow your stylist to cut off all your split ends.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Day 28
How bad is it?
Emotionally and spiritually I’m elated, but physically, I’m exhausted. I feel as though I just swam 50 laps non stop. My legs are throbbing hip to ankle, as though I did 50 lunges followed by 50 squats. My lower back hurts, as if I lifted up and down a forty pound child over and over again; now if try to move, an odd pain will shoot up my spine and further fuel my already blinding migraine. As bad as all that is, it gets much, much worse.
It’s as if there is an evil little leprechaun living in my abdomen, he wakes every 28 days and takes absolute pleasure in squeezing my uterus like a sponge and then raking it over an everlasting cheese grater. This of course radiates a pain so powerful that my hips feel like they are running in opposite directions trying to rip my body in two. Thankfully, a couple of Midol help to weaken the tiny leprechaun.
Male equivalent
You just won an Aston Martin V12 Vantage simply for putting up with your unappreciative, nagging boss for a measly 7 days. You did the same laps, lunges, squats and lifted the same child. Working out has made you sore and exhausted, so you stow your new vehicle in the garage, all you want to do is sit down in your Lazy boy, crack a beer and watch some TV; but just then the oddest thing happens.
The Karate Kid suddenly appears and kicks you so hard in your manly fruits, that they are somehow forced inside your body, and come to rest just above your bladder. Though in intense pain, you are relived that the K.K can not get to your family jewels again. Unfortunately for you, an evil Smurf-ette has been lounging in your intestines for the past month. Startled and irritated by the new arrival in her space she tries to remove them by twisting your already throbbing male parts over and over again, creating a headache so powerful you think your only relief would be if your eyeballs popped out of their sockets.
Emotionally and spiritually I’m elated, but physically, I’m exhausted. I feel as though I just swam 50 laps non stop. My legs are throbbing hip to ankle, as though I did 50 lunges followed by 50 squats. My lower back hurts, as if I lifted up and down a forty pound child over and over again; now if try to move, an odd pain will shoot up my spine and further fuel my already blinding migraine. As bad as all that is, it gets much, much worse.
It’s as if there is an evil little leprechaun living in my abdomen, he wakes every 28 days and takes absolute pleasure in squeezing my uterus like a sponge and then raking it over an everlasting cheese grater. This of course radiates a pain so powerful that my hips feel like they are running in opposite directions trying to rip my body in two. Thankfully, a couple of Midol help to weaken the tiny leprechaun.
Male equivalent
You just won an Aston Martin V12 Vantage simply for putting up with your unappreciative, nagging boss for a measly 7 days. You did the same laps, lunges, squats and lifted the same child. Working out has made you sore and exhausted, so you stow your new vehicle in the garage, all you want to do is sit down in your Lazy boy, crack a beer and watch some TV; but just then the oddest thing happens.
The Karate Kid suddenly appears and kicks you so hard in your manly fruits, that they are somehow forced inside your body, and come to rest just above your bladder. Though in intense pain, you are relived that the K.K can not get to your family jewels again. Unfortunately for you, an evil Smurf-ette has been lounging in your intestines for the past month. Startled and irritated by the new arrival in her space she tries to remove them by twisting your already throbbing male parts over and over again, creating a headache so powerful you think your only relief would be if your eyeballs popped out of their sockets.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Sunnyside Salon Adventures in hairstyling Part 2- Blame the Stylist.
Client complains to her stylist-Sadie- that her hair is feeling oily and is also quite smelly. She blames her condition on Sadie.
Client: Well did you use bleach on my hair?
Sadie: No, no bleach just your usual color that would not make your hair oily.
Client: Well why is my hair so…greasy looking?
Sadie: What shampoo are you using?
Client: The one you gave me.
Sadie: Are you using it the way I told you?
Client: Uhh…
Sadie: Well if you’re not using it the right way…
Client: Well I am.
Sadie: Your diet? Vitamins you may be taking?
Client: No, same diet, same vitamins.
Sadie: Well…it could be your age you are a teenager and....
Client shakes her head.
Sadie: Okay well I will wash it with a treatment shampoo and see if that helps…I mean honestly I can only work with the outside, I have little control over what you do when you leave the salon.
Sadie proceeds to treat her client’s problem. Client is pleased at the results and upon finishing…
Client: Maybe it’s because I’m only washing once a month.
Sadie: You think?
Client: Well did you use bleach on my hair?
Sadie: No, no bleach just your usual color that would not make your hair oily.
Client: Well why is my hair so…greasy looking?
Sadie: What shampoo are you using?
Client: The one you gave me.
Sadie: Are you using it the way I told you?
Client: Uhh…
Sadie: Well if you’re not using it the right way…
Client: Well I am.
Sadie: Your diet? Vitamins you may be taking?
Client: No, same diet, same vitamins.
Sadie: Well…it could be your age you are a teenager and....
Client shakes her head.
Sadie: Okay well I will wash it with a treatment shampoo and see if that helps…I mean honestly I can only work with the outside, I have little control over what you do when you leave the salon.
Sadie proceeds to treat her client’s problem. Client is pleased at the results and upon finishing…
Client: Maybe it’s because I’m only washing once a month.
Sadie: You think?
Sunnyside Salon Adventures in Hairstyling. Part 1 Miracles
Sadie: What’s wrong Camilla?
Camilla: My client colored her hair four different colors and almost all her hair fell out. (Sigh) I don’t know what she really expected me to do.... I mean I’m not a miracle worker.
Sadie: Oh didn’t you know? Not only are you a miracle worker but you’re a mind reader and a psychologist too. By the way that’s not a comb in your hand… it’s your magic wand.
Camilla: My client colored her hair four different colors and almost all her hair fell out. (Sigh) I don’t know what she really expected me to do.... I mean I’m not a miracle worker.
Sadie: Oh didn’t you know? Not only are you a miracle worker but you’re a mind reader and a psychologist too. By the way that’s not a comb in your hand… it’s your magic wand.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Discoveries I made today...
After a weekend surrounded by people I should have just rested, but instead I found myself cleaning. Cleaning is an understatement, my O.C.D kicked in. When I clean like this often times it's because I'm getting over a cold or like today, just getting rid of all the energy I inherited over the weekend. So what did I discover? Well I thought my bedroom was clean until it took six hours to dust, organize and vacuum...now it's clean. Upon cleaning out my refrigerator, I also discovered that my children do not always drink the juice that is left in the fridge for them. With that, I discovered where that juice ends up and why the vegetable drawer was always stuck; the missing juice mixed in with some spilled Parmesan cheese and created a strange sticky goo. I also discovered that I had way too much powdered sugar and the importance of the box of arm and hammer baking soda I keep in the back of the fridge.
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