The Hair Cliffhanger Is Over

So uh...hi there? How's things been? Good for you? Good here too...so good I just haven't been bothered to post about it. You thought I was quitting, didn't you? Well, ha-ha! Not just yet. However, I regret to say I don't have a fabulous long update since I've been gone, but I've got something at least.

So lets see, the big hair decision, I believe that was the big (so not big) cliffhanger I left off on. Did I do it? Why, yes I did. In the end I figured I've thought about it enough, I might as well do it. (Or, told enough people that I'd feel stupid if I didn't go through with it). If I really hated it...well, then I would just remember this little life lesson I've learned. Happy to say, however, that I do quite like it. My hair stylist dyed my hair closer to its natural color and with those two changes, I feel like I could almost pass for a different person.

No?

Here...let's try another...

Maybe?

Well hey, I at least think I look different. And I like it. So there. I'm learning what to do with it now in the mornings. It takes approximately a bajillion less minutes to do, which I so love and I'm working on several different ways I can style it. I am officially part of the pixie club now. Does that come with a special ID card? Does anybody know?

In other breaking news, the hubby and I spent almost a week in Napa and it was fabulous! Much dining and wandering and buying of material things commenced. That'll have to be a post for another day though. Many pictures to come. I promise...if I get around it it.

And with that, I leave you hanging again. There is one last piece of my mom's apple pie left on the counter from Sunday and it's not just going to eat itself. 

Gossip

I grew up learning that gossip was a bad thing. It is not something to be proud of. I heard a lot about it in Sunday school and how it shouldn't be done. It is a sin. Yet, I grew up hearing all those same people and other "adults" in my life do it every day. I've heard various comments, "Oh, it's not gossip if you care about the person", or, "I'm not gossiping...but...". Everyone does it. Some, more than others. But what divides us up into the nosy neighbor category vs. just the average person? What amount of gossip is acceptable? Is it when a person starts judging actions and isn't just sharing a story? Is it only gossip after it repeats itself multiple times from the same person? What defines telling a story about someone vs. gossiping about them? Are we not to talk about other people, like, ever? Wouldn't that just make us self-centered and narcissistic? Isn't that bad too?

This is just my brain over-analyzing the topic. I bring this all up because I recently watched a fascinating TED talk about the sociology of gossip. (A little background here - I've been interested in sociology since I was FORCED to take a mandatory soc class in high school. I find other people really interesting. People watching is fun, seriously! (No, I'm not a creeper). Why people do what they do in a group or how people are affected by other people sucks me in. So, sociology of gossip? Heck yeah I'm going to watch it!

I really liked how the speaker pulled together the two topics. Now to be clear, she's talking celebrity gossip. Which I may or may not find myself reading every day...and I may or may not have several links saved as my favorites...and for some reason always feel a little bit guilty about reading...

Here, go watch for yourself! (It's a wee bit long, about 20 minutes, so I'll go grab a coffee and wait for you).

What did you think? I'm curious to know. The folks I'm around every day (the husband) mostly find celebrity gossip pointless. They'll say it's mush or all fake. (However, even if it IS all fake, if I'm entertained, what's the difference from reading a fictional novel?) Buttt, here's the thing, I'm pretty sure it's not all fake. Pictures of people in certain places are points in their life that are actually happening. Princess Kate and Jessica Simpson are both having babies. Really! That's not fake. And I'm reading and looking at everything I can get my hands on about it. This video just hits home for me though. WHY am I interested in celebrity babies? What is so fascinating about females and their actions in society? Why am I drawn to reality tv, even when I know it's not real reality? This is totally a bigger thing that I hadn't realized I was doing...and this video made that connection.

Next time I pick up an Us Weekly or check out EOnline, I don't think I'll feel such mixed emotions about it now.

Haircut? Maybe? We'll see.

I've been thinking of chopping off my hair, pretty much since the day I decided to grow it out. It's a frustrating thing, perhaps only understood by women. But I have special hair! No, really! I have very fine hair, but lots of it. Which in effect makes it feel thin because it gets weighed down fast and doesn't like to hold a curl. Add on to that a widows peak and it rules out a large amount of hairstyles I can even consider getting. I can't really part my hair from the side, because then it looks like I'm balding. Same reason for side bangs. (Which OHHH MAN I wanted so bad a few years back when EVERYONE had them). (Yes, I might jump off a bridge too).

My go to style is just...long. But it's not really a great style. It just allows me to throw it up in a bun or pony when I'm annoyed with it. It's not terrible either. It's just, well, no style. However, "society", aka "the man", aka "they" say that long hair is feminine and desired, which leads me to wonder, then short hair must not be? I don't really believe that. Contrary to what I said above, I'm not always a go with the masses kind of girl. I find short hair to be sassy and fun and it just screams confidence  I find tons of women to be beautiful with short hair. Look at Anne Hathaway, Michelle Williams or Natalie Portman. There's nothing to hide behind, people have to focus on you. Plus how awesome to not have to spend 45 minutes brushing, drying, straightening, only to have your hair flat and windblown and all sorts of yuck by the time you get your coffee at work? Okay, maybe that's just me. The point is, I don't think short hair means I will be less attractive.

So why do I hesitate cutting it all off? I HAVE NO CLUE. I dream about pixie haircuts, pause TV to study someone's hair, you should see my Google history. I ask friends, relatives, my poor husband, which one? This one? How about this one? No wait, I only have 43 more to show you...

I have a haircut next Monday. I mentioned at my last haircut in December that I might want to cut most of it off. My hairdresser was all for it and even said it'd make my hair look thicker (which fantastic, now I feel even more pressure to do it).

So I may do it. Or, I may chicken out and wait another 8 weeks to think about it. 

Either way, here is a before picture of my hair a little longer than it is now. We shall see what Monday brings.

Don't be fooled, hair may seem thicker than it appears.

Testing

So, a blog. Blawwwwwg. Attempt number, oh who has kept count? I've erased or hidden all my old, teenage angsty, complainy entries. I've gone through DiaryLand, LiveJournal, Xanga, WordPress, you name it. Let's give Blogger a try! I apparently want to keep beating a dead horse, you know? Giddy-up horse! Hmm, why won't you move horsey? Whyyy???

So, all good blogs, Google tells me, have a topic. A theme. Which I suppose is the reason I have had trouble keeping up with my own or finding something interesting to write. My life, doesn't seem so interesting. I don't have kids, I don't have any crazy hobbies. I'm not particularly crafty or artsy, although I desperately wish I could be. I'm also not a fancy writer either, so please don't let my overuse of commas and extra letters and made up words and run-on sentences fool you.

I just realized I was going to start my third paragraph with the word "so" again. SO!? You've got a problem with that? But really, a topic. I don't have one. I can't sum myself up like that. How about life? Can that be it? As boring as I am, I keep changing. I'd like to document that, in all it's boringness/awesomeness. If people can relate, fabulous. If not, well then this is no different from the rest. 

I do imagine you'll be seeing a lot of food, kitty, outdoor, travel, husband related items. I'm a high stress personality and I can worry about things for hours, so that ought to give me enough to write about.

So for a lovely start to this blog and end for this post I present 2 of my 3 kitties. 

Teepin kittehs are cute