pamper myself

going to get our hair done sometims during the next few weeks. I hope to get an appointment on the 25th and maybe even earlier. I also bought her a Dillard’s gift certificate [for her b-day], so naturally, she wants to do some shopping. It will be a fun day! :D I won’t buy anything. I won’t buy anything. Must resist. I must. Holy shit, look at those cute shoes!!!

I spent the holiday weekend catering to others, or so it seemed…for the most part it was a joy. I didn’t get papers written that I needed to work on and ended up spending my entire Sunday/Monday nights cleaning/typing. Literally the entire night Monday night. I was so out of it. I had to skip my late class that night. Instead of pushing myself entirely too hard, as usual I went home and washed my hair, deep-conditioned it, stood under the shower forever (I am big on saving water, so this was BIG for me, like a SPA treatment) I did my hair, moisturized and laid in bed with some M&M’s and a book til I passed out about 7ish ;) Got a good 12 hour sleep…well-deserved and enjoyed.

Really couldn’t afford it but to be truthful I can’t afford emotionally not to pamper myself anymore. It has never been a secret that I love being a girl.

The manicurist was Vietnamese. He told me the story of growing up in a communist country. His brothers escaped as boat people in 1979. They made it to San Francisco where they settled and sponsored this young man and his parents to come to the United States when he was 15.

He loves America and all of the opportunity it allows us. Something those of us who grew up here tend to take for granted.

He is happily married and expecting their first child, a new baby daughter named Jasmine. He was so cute when he explained he worked very hard with his brother in law to build the salon business. His reason for working so hard?

A happy wife makes a happy life. :)

inspirational work meetings…you know the ones….the ones where they pretend to be soo interested, in you…only to ask you at the end of the day to stay and work 4 more hours…
the topic of this inspritional Monday morning..Please describe how you feel about yourself to your team mates…wow, now that’s a great way to start a Monday isn’t it? I heard so many things, that played so well into company hands,,”trustworthy..hard working, dependable” ..when i came my turn..I simply said..”A beautiful disaster” Now I know, most of them thought it meant I stood in the mirror for hours on end, checking out how great I looked (ya right), only to suck for 8 hours a day at my job..but the truth is,,I am that beautiful disaster….I own her, that beautiful part is her personality….the one that speaks her mind, accepts her mistakes, and every beautiful day, she grows..

Uuuu, I so need and deserve it right now.
I went to the hairdresser’s on Friday. I plan to go for pedicure and manicure. Next time I go to hairdresser’s I will do highlights.
I want to go to last minute girly vacation in Greece – to have fun, relax and get some sun.
I am going to clean my balcony and make it my haven for the summer – I will put there some nice lights, flowers (I already have some) and chairs to go out in the evening to read and relax with a glass of wine.
Taking my time for me, myself and I.

pampering for “free” even better! BuzzAgent pulled through, again! What fun to receive two packages in the mail…one containing the new decorative Bug latern from Off…the other containing CoverGirls new age defying makeup (full size I might add) all for filling out a simple survey..all for free!

in the ICU waiting room….I read the Sunday paper, someone had graciously, left…watched the news and waited…....
I had seen this coming actually….so I really had no reason to feel sorry for myself..he waited too long..he again, drank too much..brought on this episode, that medication, could not clear up this time..but, really, what I mostly did was think…about us…..that amazingly, when things are good with us,health, finances, we do not work well, together…...but in the darkest hours…..when we, are so, fragile..all those differences that we thought we had….all those fights…...seem to disappear..as I walk into your hospital room, holding on tightly to our 7 year old daughters hand…..

To all you women, who are mom’s
To all the aunt’s, that so lovingly offer to take their nieces and nephews to the zoo, while the could be at the mall, alone
To the female friends, that watched us make countless blunders with our children…and wisely said little, expect….”don’t worry, you’ll have days like this..”
I wish you all the Happiest of Mother’s day, crayon pictures and all!

Who know that the Sheraton would be hosting a knitting convention? I never knew knitters even had conventions, but apparently they do! And these woman, were hardcore knitters! They were not your grandma’s knitters…oh no, not these women! They were armed, with the longest, shinnest, pointiest, knitting needles, I have ever seen in my life and they weren’t afraid to use them! They were everywhere, with those dangerous weapons in their hands..in the lobby, at the pool, some even drank a wine while knitting!
Next time, if there is ever going to be a next, I’ll certainly call ahead….”I’d like reservations for next Saturday night, unless your having a knitting convention.”

I got a hair cut today from a woman who works on films and it made me feel like a million bucks. she was so sweet and just asked if i wouldn’t mind her cutting my hair, ‘who me???’ yippee! so, i’ve been feeling pampering, fo sho! ;D