Hair today, gone tomorrow, the final entry...

Okay, when we last left off I had just burnt about half of my hair off and the other half broke off. This is the last of hair I'm going to blog about for a while, since I don't have any of my own left. The photos will be backwards but I'll catch you up. Above is the end result; not too bad, right? And in about a month when we go see the family in Oregon I might not even have to wear the wig all the time because...

...here's how it looked after I shaved it last night and there's a little something there and should be a half inch more in a month. I thought I'd beat the paparazzi to getting these photos on the Internet. I convoed with Brit today and she said that's the best way to go...cell phone cameras and such...

...and here's the original fried hair. Send a heartfelt email to me if you'd like full instructions on how you can also get this look. Disclaimer: Must be 50 years or older, be peri or completely menopausal, or just off your meds before I disclose the secret to this good look. It helps to have a good attitude when messing with one's own hair and using umm...products for...umm...not one's hair type. Once you step out of the shower, where you were safely in the denial environment certain that can't be your hair in those clumps going down the drain, and pull the towel off to see the above, panic sets in. In that panic you try to think what you can do next and what comes to mind is that you have a very good friend who survived breast cancer a few years ago and still has the wigs she had from chemo balding. And voila!!!, you have PERSPECTIVE. Just like that you realize that it's just hair and that it will grow back. It doesn't hurt to have a best friend who's had a brain tumor removed recently either. Heck, I haven't seen my real hair color in over 20 years so this is my opportunity to see what's really going on up there. Until then, it's fun to have some "real" hair to play with (the wig with way more hair than I could ever have). Several folks have mentioned that I should stop messing with my hair which, durrrrr, I clearly can't since I don't have any but I think I'm done for a while.

Being cheap has cost me all my hair!!!!

So I'm sitting on the porch today thinking that I should make an appointment to have my brows waxed and dyed and a pedicure. Somehow I went from that to going to CVS and buying a hair curling treatment for black hair, brought it home, slapped it on, then watched as my hair ran down the shower drain. So half of it fell all the way out...BALD...and the other half broke off to a nub. On top of that it stripped out all the color so without my temporary color (yes, they still make Roux rinse) my hair is orangy...I look like a rag doll that's been played with too hard then her head was shoved into an Easy Bake Oven. IT'S BAD. I went to Wal-Mart and got some big hair bands and along with the Pink Luster made for my now black hair mixed with the Roux, I might get away without having to shave it completely, but I'll have to try it a few days. I've got scarves and caps as backup. I just kept telling myself that it's not a brain tumor, easy to remember lately. It's just hair; it grows back. Any other "silver lining" cliques you want to add? Fiddle dee dee, tomorrow's another day...I need a new way to deal with my midlife crisis. The faux blue eyes were, I guess, not enough...maybe a wig...

Mine and Matt's Big Adventure

Since Matt and I didn't go to Switzerland with Paul we decided to go on our own micro adventure the other evening. Actually it was supposed to be a show house errand but the store I was going to at Towson Mall, but the store was no longer there. So, to ease the wounds of driving so far for "nothing", we popped into Anthropologie! What a sword to have to fall on...

...Matt rearranged the letters to read out...how sweet?!

In between saying, "When are we leaving this store?", he found a great book to have fun looking at. I had originally lured him into going with me (he always wants to stay with Alec instead of going on errands-imagine!) by telling him we'd go to the Rain Forest Cafe which we hadn't been to in several years. It worked immediately. But first we did the "boring" stuff then the adventurous...

...we'd forgotten how fun it is to go there, the thunderstorms and all the animals that move when you get near them. The scary part for us was what I chose to eat. Shrimp stuffed with crab meat, wrapped in bacon, fried, and served with three cheese sauce. So yummy and scary at the same time!

Matt and his super sized Icee.

My fave fish, the one with the polka dots, of course.

Matt did battle and won against a wild croc and...

...python. And I survived the battle of the traffic. We really did feel like we'd had a mini-vacation when we returned home after too many "have to's" over the week. It was great fun and relaxation in a little window of time. And we didn't have to go all the way to Switzerland to get it!

...and they never heard from her again. The End.

Yesterday I got an email from Mellie telling me about this blog: http://thepioneerwoman.com/ . So I moesied onto there and got stuck for an hour. The only reason I ever left the house or went to sleep or got up and got on here was because I had an important meeting to attend then, well you'll see in my next post, then battery ran low on laptop and me, then I got up, and now I've already been on that blog! I already sent Mel a, "thanks a lot", snotty email yesterday. This is like the sleep aid drug disclaimer...make sure you have 8-12 hours to devote to this blog before logging onto it. I love her, I hate her. I love her 'cause she's so flipping hilarious, beautiful, talented, and she's living my dream life. And that's also why I hate her. Come on ladies, we can't like women we think are better than us, it's not good for our self esteem. I like having friends who are dumber, uglier, less funny, less talented than me because that way they look up to me and flock around me oohing and aahing and making me their queen. I AM ANNA NICOLE-I NEED AN ENTOURAGE ! I'm so sorry, my dear loyal friends, that you had to find out this way how I really feel. I can't be friends with this what'shername, she's fabulous. BUT, I can devote 8-12 hours of reading pleasure from her blog. In all seriousness, hey the girl's got a sponsored blog, that says it all. It's a real hoot and treat so get out that Snickers Bar and have at it-enjoy!!!

I keep forgetting...

I've been forgetting to mention that Karen of Glad Nest and I of Doojies, both housed in The Pink Cabbage were awarded a room at the 24th Annual Historic Ellicott City Show House called Homewood Farm. It is always an honor to be selected from so many decorators who vie for the few rooms available.

Here are photos of the "raw" space we have to work with. It is the master bedroom sitting room.

We have a ton of great ideas for this area, none of which we will be sharing until the REVEAL.

They will have installed new hardwood flooring before we start work. We start the end of July and the show house opens the first part of September. Stay tuned for lots of photos along the way and then the REVEAL.