Sunday, December 30, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Finally Home for Christmas!
We are at my mom and dad's celebrating Christmas. We came in last night and had our immediate family Christmas. We had such a good time. I'll post some pics later. Then today we are gathering with some of my mom's extended family.
My mom is the middle of five girls, two of which have already gone to be with Jesus along with their mom and dad. So, it's just my mom and two of her sisters left.
Growing up, we always had Christmas all together...all the families. Mind you, it might not have always been exactly on Christmas Day, but sometime, somewhere, somehow, we always got together. I remember one year my granddad was in the hospital over the holidays, and here come the whole gang, ready to celebrate Christmas.
So, here we are some years later, and we still try to get together. Not everyone always comes because we are all spread out, but an effort is made nonetheless.
The neices and nephews have always given our moms a hard time about their "sister talk". (The husbands know better than to say anything about it!) ;) Sometime during the day, Grandma and our moms would sneak out of the commotion and go lock themselves in a room somewhere where they would relax and have their time of talking without the interruption of husbands and kids. Oh, we would try to go in, but we were promptly kicked out if no emergency was involved. That was their time. And they still continue this tradition, although they've graciously allowed others to join them if attendence is lower than normal!
We'll be coming home sometime tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be able to post some pics then.
My mom is the middle of five girls, two of which have already gone to be with Jesus along with their mom and dad. So, it's just my mom and two of her sisters left.
Growing up, we always had Christmas all together...all the families. Mind you, it might not have always been exactly on Christmas Day, but sometime, somewhere, somehow, we always got together. I remember one year my granddad was in the hospital over the holidays, and here come the whole gang, ready to celebrate Christmas.
So, here we are some years later, and we still try to get together. Not everyone always comes because we are all spread out, but an effort is made nonetheless.
The neices and nephews have always given our moms a hard time about their "sister talk". (The husbands know better than to say anything about it!) ;) Sometime during the day, Grandma and our moms would sneak out of the commotion and go lock themselves in a room somewhere where they would relax and have their time of talking without the interruption of husbands and kids. Oh, we would try to go in, but we were promptly kicked out if no emergency was involved. That was their time. And they still continue this tradition, although they've graciously allowed others to join them if attendence is lower than normal!
We'll be coming home sometime tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be able to post some pics then.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Monday, December 17, 2007
Clash of the Choirs
OH.MY.GOODNESS.
There is a show on NBC...Clash of the Choirs.
Yes, it's a reality show, but different. They compete as a team, not as individuals; and the money they win goes to a charity in their hometown.
There are five different choirs from different cities. The choir director of each choir is a musical celebrity from that city. The choirs are:
Cincinati, directed by Nich Lachey
Houston, directed by Kelly Rowland
New Haven, directed by Michael Bolton
Oklahoma City, directed by Blake Shelton
Philidelphia, directed by Patti LaBelle
After their first performance, of course, I have my favorites, but the clear winner was Patti LaBelle's choir.
WOW.
They sang "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands".
Absolutely incredible, is all I can say. It almost turned into a revival service. I think one the choir members almost fell out. I'm exaggerating, but it was good. :)
America is supposed to vote tonight then one choir is voted off tomorrow night. I think it's just a week long show, so if you have a chance to catch it this week, I think you'd like it.
Of course, it's the week before Christmas, so I know that you all have clear schedules and nothing else better to do than watch a freakin' reality show.
Yes, I left the "g" off "freaking".
Hehe.
Later, girls.
There is a show on NBC...Clash of the Choirs.
Yes, it's a reality show, but different. They compete as a team, not as individuals; and the money they win goes to a charity in their hometown.
There are five different choirs from different cities. The choir director of each choir is a musical celebrity from that city. The choirs are:
Cincinati, directed by Nich Lachey
Houston, directed by Kelly Rowland
New Haven, directed by Michael Bolton
Oklahoma City, directed by Blake Shelton
Philidelphia, directed by Patti LaBelle
After their first performance, of course, I have my favorites, but the clear winner was Patti LaBelle's choir.
WOW.
They sang "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands".
Absolutely incredible, is all I can say. It almost turned into a revival service. I think one the choir members almost fell out. I'm exaggerating, but it was good. :)
America is supposed to vote tonight then one choir is voted off tomorrow night. I think it's just a week long show, so if you have a chance to catch it this week, I think you'd like it.
Of course, it's the week before Christmas, so I know that you all have clear schedules and nothing else better to do than watch a freakin' reality show.
Yes, I left the "g" off "freaking".
Hehe.
Later, girls.
Friday, December 14, 2007
By the Way...
The gifts are back.
I don't know what happened.
It must have been a glich somewhere.
Or the Grinch felt bad and brought them back.
Anyways, it's all good!
I don't know what happened.
It must have been a glich somewhere.
Or the Grinch felt bad and brought them back.
Anyways, it's all good!
Hair Drama
I wanted to get my hair done--the whole works...color, highlights, cut, etc--before Christmas, but I knew my days off were limited. So, Saturday I made an appointment for Sunday at the JC Penney Salon.
My first mistake was scheduling with a new person, but when I made the appointment I specifically said I wanted the stylist to be cost efficient but good. At the JCPS the price of the service is dependant on the level of stylist you have. They set me up with "Brooke".
My second mistake was not making them keep me with Brooke when I arrived for my appointment. As they were checking me in they asked if I specifically asked for Brooke, and I told them no, that's just who they scheduled me with.
Shut up, Stupid.
So they put me with "Daisy".
Don't get me wrong. Daisy is a super sweet girl who ended up doing a good job. I just don't think anyone else should have to go through the inner turmoil for the end result.
Did I tell you my appointment was at 3 pm? I arrived for my appointment and was in the chair at 2:50. At 3:30, I was still sitting in the chair with dry hair and the cape while two other stylists were telling Daisy two different ways of processing my color. I think they totally confused her, so she went and got the salon manager who walked her through what she needed to do and affirmed her in front of me. Had that not happened, I wouldn't have stayed. The other stylists just didn't make me feel comfortable with who I had as a stylist. Everytime one of them walked by, they would ask Daisy if she was doing okay, or did she need any help, or if she needs anything at all they'll be right over there. At times they would ask if she was going to do such and such, and Daisy would say, no we're doing this. They would say "Oh, you are?" in a derogatory way. Daisy didn't back down, then they would walk off like, well, we'll see how that goes, but out loud they would say, "Oh, I can't wait to see how it turns out!"
So finally, the process starts and I become the reception source for every radio antenna in San Angelo with all the foil on my head. The Cowboys are playing, so there are very few clients and three times as many stylists who have nothing to do. So, they began to congregate in the middle of the salon and begin having very inappropriate conversation. I mean, really inappropriate. Like, things I don't want to know about them, or their mate. Much less, things about them with their mate, as compared to their last mate.
And the thing that kills me is that the manager was the ring leader of the conversation!
Are you freaking kidding me????
Inappropriate and unprofessional.
I think they got the hint somehow because all of a sudden they quickly all headed off the styling floor to continue their conversation elsewhere. Poor Daisy was just as uncomfortable as I was. The whole time she's just silently working away on my hair...foil, paint, foil, paint, foil, paint.
One by one, they would all come over to take a peak and see how it was going. Then two stylists decided they needed to camp out beside us and have conversation about the latest diet she was on and how much weight she needed to lose...yada, yada, yada. Daisy's still silently foiling and painting. I'm just sitting there trying to tune them out. Eventually they leave, and I am left to process.
Not just my hair. I am literally trying to process everything that has gone on in the HOURS I am there.
So my color finally gets done (which I love by the way). The other stylists really liked it too, which made me happy for Daisy. Then she begins on the cut. Not exactly what I asked for, but honestly, I think Daisy was so freaked out about the color-thing she was fried. Who can blame her? She did undercharge me for the cut, so I left her a big tip and told her she was doing a good job.
It was 7 pm when I left, which is why we didn't make it to church Sunday night.
So...yeah....HAIR DRAMA!!!!!!
My first mistake was scheduling with a new person, but when I made the appointment I specifically said I wanted the stylist to be cost efficient but good. At the JCPS the price of the service is dependant on the level of stylist you have. They set me up with "Brooke".
My second mistake was not making them keep me with Brooke when I arrived for my appointment. As they were checking me in they asked if I specifically asked for Brooke, and I told them no, that's just who they scheduled me with.
Shut up, Stupid.
So they put me with "Daisy".
Don't get me wrong. Daisy is a super sweet girl who ended up doing a good job. I just don't think anyone else should have to go through the inner turmoil for the end result.
Did I tell you my appointment was at 3 pm? I arrived for my appointment and was in the chair at 2:50. At 3:30, I was still sitting in the chair with dry hair and the cape while two other stylists were telling Daisy two different ways of processing my color. I think they totally confused her, so she went and got the salon manager who walked her through what she needed to do and affirmed her in front of me. Had that not happened, I wouldn't have stayed. The other stylists just didn't make me feel comfortable with who I had as a stylist. Everytime one of them walked by, they would ask Daisy if she was doing okay, or did she need any help, or if she needs anything at all they'll be right over there. At times they would ask if she was going to do such and such, and Daisy would say, no we're doing this. They would say "Oh, you are?" in a derogatory way. Daisy didn't back down, then they would walk off like, well, we'll see how that goes, but out loud they would say, "Oh, I can't wait to see how it turns out!"
So finally, the process starts and I become the reception source for every radio antenna in San Angelo with all the foil on my head. The Cowboys are playing, so there are very few clients and three times as many stylists who have nothing to do. So, they began to congregate in the middle of the salon and begin having very inappropriate conversation. I mean, really inappropriate. Like, things I don't want to know about them, or their mate. Much less, things about them with their mate, as compared to their last mate.
And the thing that kills me is that the manager was the ring leader of the conversation!
Are you freaking kidding me????
Inappropriate and unprofessional.
I think they got the hint somehow because all of a sudden they quickly all headed off the styling floor to continue their conversation elsewhere. Poor Daisy was just as uncomfortable as I was. The whole time she's just silently working away on my hair...foil, paint, foil, paint, foil, paint.
One by one, they would all come over to take a peak and see how it was going. Then two stylists decided they needed to camp out beside us and have conversation about the latest diet she was on and how much weight she needed to lose...yada, yada, yada. Daisy's still silently foiling and painting. I'm just sitting there trying to tune them out. Eventually they leave, and I am left to process.
Not just my hair. I am literally trying to process everything that has gone on in the HOURS I am there.
So my color finally gets done (which I love by the way). The other stylists really liked it too, which made me happy for Daisy. Then she begins on the cut. Not exactly what I asked for, but honestly, I think Daisy was so freaked out about the color-thing she was fried. Who can blame her? She did undercharge me for the cut, so I left her a big tip and told her she was doing a good job.
It was 7 pm when I left, which is why we didn't make it to church Sunday night.
So...yeah....HAIR DRAMA!!!!!!
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
HOW SAD!!!!
The Grinch stole all of my presents!!!!
My little Christmas tree below is bare of all gifts given to me by my wonderful friends.
Makes me kinda sad.
That is all.
My little Christmas tree below is bare of all gifts given to me by my wonderful friends.
Makes me kinda sad.
That is all.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Who Done It?
Okay, y'all...
I know one of y'all said this was good, but I can't remember who!
Today, I came home from work and was hungry for a snack. I wanted some peanut butter, but we're out of bread. I grabbed the peanut butter from the pantry, looked up and spotted the Frito's.
Ooooohhhh, yyyyyeeeaaahhhhh.....
(I think it was kj, but I'm not sure!)
I know one of y'all said this was good, but I can't remember who!
Today, I came home from work and was hungry for a snack. I wanted some peanut butter, but we're out of bread. I grabbed the peanut butter from the pantry, looked up and spotted the Frito's.
Ooooohhhh, yyyyyeeeaaahhhhh.....
(I think it was kj, but I'm not sure!)
Monday, December 3, 2007
Saturday, December 1, 2007
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