So, in an e-mail recently, one of you said you hadn't had a haircut in 8 months.
I had you beat. It had been 12 months for me when I walked into the salon, embarrassed beyond belief, last week.
It had been so long I nearly forgot what the experience would be like. I wanted something different so she made it shorter. Then, when almost finished, I suggested bangs. She seemed worried, but she did it anyway.
And, I love them. Well, I did. Now, I am struggling with fixing them myself. But, I still like them a lot.
It really made a difference with my entire look -- even in the relentless pony tail.
I never thought about having bangs before, but it worked. I feel new and different ... and maybe a little sexy.
FYI - In an effort to streamline my life, I'm going to start posting Mama Sexy Posts on Mondays on my other blog. Please forgive me for this change, but this blog will no longer be active after this month.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Feel the burn?
March really does stink, doesn't it?
I've been waiting anxiously for some warm days, to start walking again and IT JUST WON'T GET HERE!
Finding time to work out has been challenging to say the least. Working during naps, and taking care of the house and the kids and the Husband doesn't leave much time left for building up the heart rate or making myself sweat. Unless it's chasing after my two 2-year-olds on the stairs all day!
Anyone have a good workout video they use? I"m thinking dancing. In fact, I never thought I'd say this, but Wii Fit is actually looking like a really cool idea. Of course, I've secretly wanted Dance, Dance Revolution for a while now. I would LOVE to try this out ... without spending the cash to see if it's really worth it for me.
Something about dancing around in our pajamas all day ... you know, what us moms do all the time, right?
I've been waiting anxiously for some warm days, to start walking again and IT JUST WON'T GET HERE!
Finding time to work out has been challenging to say the least. Working during naps, and taking care of the house and the kids and the Husband doesn't leave much time left for building up the heart rate or making myself sweat. Unless it's chasing after my two 2-year-olds on the stairs all day!
Anyone have a good workout video they use? I"m thinking dancing. In fact, I never thought I'd say this, but Wii Fit is actually looking like a really cool idea. Of course, I've secretly wanted Dance, Dance Revolution for a while now. I would LOVE to try this out ... without spending the cash to see if it's really worth it for me.
Something about dancing around in our pajamas all day ... you know, what us moms do all the time, right?
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Sexy went out the window
Like everything, I go in stages with feeling good about myself.
There was a couple of weeks lately that serious threw me for a loop. I wasn't sure about anything or anyone, including my husband.
I let my mind go out of control, I guess.
I'm typically pretty confident -- at least, on the outside.
I haven't been doing that One Thing I talked about either. Well, I was, but it slipped away.
Perhaps things have been too busy?
I can't figure out why for a couple of weeks, I'll be feeling great and on task and confident and then I'll hit a slump and it's hard to find my way back, again. This isn't just about me, personally, about me professionally as well.
Well, this is more of a babble than a post. Nothing sexy about a scratchy throat now is there? No, not at all.
Or, toddlers crying ...
There was a couple of weeks lately that serious threw me for a loop. I wasn't sure about anything or anyone, including my husband.
I let my mind go out of control, I guess.
I'm typically pretty confident -- at least, on the outside.
I haven't been doing that One Thing I talked about either. Well, I was, but it slipped away.
Perhaps things have been too busy?
I can't figure out why for a couple of weeks, I'll be feeling great and on task and confident and then I'll hit a slump and it's hard to find my way back, again. This isn't just about me, personally, about me professionally as well.
Well, this is more of a babble than a post. Nothing sexy about a scratchy throat now is there? No, not at all.
Or, toddlers crying ...
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Friday Fantasies
I'm dreaming instead of working.
Dreaming of a smooth, candlelit bath. Lavender, lilacs and citrus waft under my nose.
Bubbles.
Bubbles everywhere.
Soft music is playing; if there are words I do not hear them.
Stress floats on top of the water. The day's small matters drift away on bubble after bubble.
I am lighter than air. Softer than a rose petal. More free than a bird.
Dreaming of a smooth, candlelit bath. Lavender, lilacs and citrus waft under my nose.
Bubbles.
Bubbles everywhere.
Soft music is playing; if there are words I do not hear them.
Stress floats on top of the water. The day's small matters drift away on bubble after bubble.
I am lighter than air. Softer than a rose petal. More free than a bird.
Monday, February 4, 2008
A little mix of me and free
If I could put into words what a perfect weekend, these days, means to me it was this past weekend.
There was little to no crying (from any of us) and so that automatically makes it a good weekend.
But, there was a lot of me time mixed in to what was another ordinary weekend at home.
The girls went to bed for their father only three nights in a row. I wasn't needed. I'm a little sad about that, but I'll get over it!
Saturday we went to the local mall for free pretzels at Auntie Anne's and just getting that one thing that I truly love for free felt awesome. But, on top of it, I splurged on some great deals at Bath and Body Works. One of the items I bought - and some are gifts -- was a lip exfoliator, which has become my favorite new me time activity. It only takes one minute to do and it feels wonderful to have the soften lips on the block -- I can assume, anyway.
That night we rented a free movie even though one of us fell asleep and I'm not going to mention any names. So much for date night at home. Argh.
Then, Sunday was not your ordinary day. I met my college roommate at the closest Wegman's and we shopped and talked and got lunch for four hours! I singlehandedly missed all morning, lunch and the girl's entire nap by shopping! By shopping I mean, I took things off racks and tried them on, didn't have to chase toddlers or console them and I ate my lunch with two hands and cherished each bite instead of just gobbling it up to get it over with.
It was a miracle Me weekend that was long overdue.
Today the one thing will be the lip exfoliator, which oddly is a word not recognized by the spell check -- that's how foreign of an idea it is.
How about you? What was your Me Time over the weekend and what's your goal this week?
There was little to no crying (from any of us) and so that automatically makes it a good weekend.
But, there was a lot of me time mixed in to what was another ordinary weekend at home.
The girls went to bed for their father only three nights in a row. I wasn't needed. I'm a little sad about that, but I'll get over it!
Saturday we went to the local mall for free pretzels at Auntie Anne's and just getting that one thing that I truly love for free felt awesome. But, on top of it, I splurged on some great deals at Bath and Body Works. One of the items I bought - and some are gifts -- was a lip exfoliator, which has become my favorite new me time activity. It only takes one minute to do and it feels wonderful to have the soften lips on the block -- I can assume, anyway.
That night we rented a free movie even though one of us fell asleep and I'm not going to mention any names. So much for date night at home. Argh.
Then, Sunday was not your ordinary day. I met my college roommate at the closest Wegman's and we shopped and talked and got lunch for four hours! I singlehandedly missed all morning, lunch and the girl's entire nap by shopping! By shopping I mean, I took things off racks and tried them on, didn't have to chase toddlers or console them and I ate my lunch with two hands and cherished each bite instead of just gobbling it up to get it over with.
It was a miracle Me weekend that was long overdue.
Today the one thing will be the lip exfoliator, which oddly is a word not recognized by the spell check -- that's how foreign of an idea it is.
How about you? What was your Me Time over the weekend and what's your goal this week?
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Back from the dead, sort of
Every day I think I should eat better.
I should work out.
I should get out of the house even if it is raining or snowing.
I should put on makeup.
I should give myself a pedicure.
I need a hair cut.
I wish I put lotion on every day.
My hands are dry.
Shoulda, woulda, coulda ... no more!
Life is what it is. My schedule is crazy and the weather is awful. I'll take what I can get, which is not much at all.
But, I do want to start exploring this idea of feeling sexy, being sexy more. The doldrums are really getting to me.
So, here are two posts that moved me to write in this blog today.
Jozette cracks me up with her attempts to find her Mama Sexy by doing a little belly dancing exercise.
And, Nina at The Whole Self, has come up with a brilliant idea to get up each morning and decide on Just One Thing to do that day. She feels great after she's done it, too.
I'm doing a spinoff on this idea and choosing Just One Thing For Me each day. Here's a list of things I could do each day:
Put on lotion.
Paint my toenails.
Paint my fingernails.
Do yoga
Meditate
Read a book in the middle of the day
Take a nap
Write in my journal
Wear red lipstick
Wear perfume, for the hell of it
Go to the library
Take myself to dinner or lunch
Meet with a friend
Well, until I feel better, physically, that will be enough for now. And, w
I should work out.
I should get out of the house even if it is raining or snowing.
I should put on makeup.
I should give myself a pedicure.
I need a hair cut.
I wish I put lotion on every day.
My hands are dry.
Shoulda, woulda, coulda ... no more!
Life is what it is. My schedule is crazy and the weather is awful. I'll take what I can get, which is not much at all.
But, I do want to start exploring this idea of feeling sexy, being sexy more. The doldrums are really getting to me.
So, here are two posts that moved me to write in this blog today.
Jozette cracks me up with her attempts to find her Mama Sexy by doing a little belly dancing exercise.
And, Nina at The Whole Self, has come up with a brilliant idea to get up each morning and decide on Just One Thing to do that day. She feels great after she's done it, too.
I'm doing a spinoff on this idea and choosing Just One Thing For Me each day. Here's a list of things I could do each day:
Put on lotion.
Paint my toenails.
Paint my fingernails.
Do yoga
Meditate
Read a book in the middle of the day
Take a nap
Write in my journal
Wear red lipstick
Wear perfume, for the hell of it
Go to the library
Take myself to dinner or lunch
Meet with a friend
Well, until I feel better, physically, that will be enough for now. And, w
Friday, October 26, 2007
The Call to Unfrump
Frumpy to Fabulous?
Not yet. Not even close.
But, Lipsticks to Crayons wants to hear frumpy mom stories.
This is not so much a story, but a fact.
I own frumpy. I live it. I weep it. Despite all of my efforts to A.) shower each day B.) scrunch my naturally curly hair C.) Practice yoga at least weekly
What's a frumpy girl to do? I'm the last girl on the planet to give advice. My clothes are always too big, too outdated and too plain. I never take the time to put on makeup anymore. The only reason I shave is because of yoga class. Sorry, hubs.
Like with everything in my life, though, I just need a wakeup call to unfrump. Perhaps this post will be it. That, and my vow from here on out to post on this blog at least once a week.
The Mama Sexy Quest is not over ... no, indeed, it is just beginning.
Want to join in?
* Write about your frumpy mom story. When did you first realize that you had turned frumpy? Or have you gone from frumpy to fabulous and you want to share your story and tips? Do you have a great frumpy mom story? How do you make time for yourself? What makes you feel beautiful? Got fun frumpy mom photos to share?
* Link to the contest/giveaway.
Not yet. Not even close.
But, Lipsticks to Crayons wants to hear frumpy mom stories.
This is not so much a story, but a fact.
I own frumpy. I live it. I weep it. Despite all of my efforts to A.) shower each day B.) scrunch my naturally curly hair C.) Practice yoga at least weekly
What's a frumpy girl to do? I'm the last girl on the planet to give advice. My clothes are always too big, too outdated and too plain. I never take the time to put on makeup anymore. The only reason I shave is because of yoga class. Sorry, hubs.
Like with everything in my life, though, I just need a wakeup call to unfrump. Perhaps this post will be it. That, and my vow from here on out to post on this blog at least once a week.
The Mama Sexy Quest is not over ... no, indeed, it is just beginning.
Want to join in?
* Write about your frumpy mom story. When did you first realize that you had turned frumpy? Or have you gone from frumpy to fabulous and you want to share your story and tips? Do you have a great frumpy mom story? How do you make time for yourself? What makes you feel beautiful? Got fun frumpy mom photos to share?
* Link to the contest/giveaway.
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