Monday, September 17, 2012

YouTube taught me everything I know

My children look like orphans.  It's true.  They haven't had a haircut since July.  The littlest one, probably not since her birthday in May.  I hate taking them to get their haircut.  I never know where to take them, and it's never a really good haircut anyway.  No matter whe we go or how much I spend.  I used to take the twins to Kidsnips.  It's one of those kid friendly haircut joints that cons you into buying toys, hair bows and expensive organic kid shampoo.  They liked it and didn't cry, so that's where we went.  Now they are older and want to go to a fancy salon.  I took them to one by our house and I was charged $30 per head for a haircut and blowdry.  And frankly, I think they cut off 1/8 th of an inch.  That's not a haircut in my book.   I've also taken them to the cheapo places, like Great Clips. The price is right, but the asymmetrical cut hasn't been in style since the 80's.  So, here's my dilemma.  Pay for a sucky haircut, or do it myself.  Yes, you heard me right.  Do it myself.  So, I got on YouTube and learned how to be a hair stylist.  Or, how to cut hair in a straight line.  I love YouTube. You can learn how to do pretty much anything.  I watched a video or two and now I know!  And, I'm saving some money.  And actually, I think I'm getting pretty good at it.  I bought some good scissors at Walgreens  for about $20 that cut great.  So, in conclusion, I think haircuts are a rip off.  And hairstylists charge you whatever they want to.  And, it's usually too much.  Especially at those fancy schmancy places.  My next, project is to learn how to cut my own hair.  That should be interesting.  Pictures to follow...

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Stop stressing me out

I should be better at this.  It's been twelve years since I became a mother, and for some reason, I still struggle with it.  The drama, the emotions, the responsibilities, the guilt.  All rolled into one big anxiety frosted cinnabon.  My heart hurts.  Truly, it does.  It's become a physical thing.  I've even resorted to Lamaze breathing techniques to get myself through some days.  And, I'm sure, this too, shall pass.  I wonder how I got here, and lately, have been really missing some old friends.  And, definitely missing my family.  I think this Thanksgiving will be really good if I can drag my little family to Michigan to be with my sisters little family.  Oh, how they've grown.  Before I know it, I'll be old like my mom.  Wondering what the hell happened.   Hee Hee hoo...