i got my hair cut again. after the last haircut, i decided that i needed yet another new do. my bangs were getting too long and i wasn’t sure if i liked that half swept look anymore. it got to the point where it was….neither here nor there. *sigh* i decided to commit.

it always takes me a while to get used to my new do’s. i realized that only after i allow my hair to grow out a little does the do actually fall into a place that i like. these days, i still spend a ton of effort on my hair and only sometimes, i actually have a good hair day. but…for once, i’m actually liking my hair. i just can’t wait for some of the layers to grow out!

after months…perhaps even years….i finally chopped off my hair. i loved having long hair, but it just got…BLAH. you know BLAH….lifeless, meaningless, directionless, styleless, there was nothing that defined my hairstyle, except…BLAH. everyday, i either had it in a bun, a ponytail or a braid, *sigh* so the fateful day was saturday 9/8…our day was planned around this much anticipated event and surprisingly, it didn’t take as long as i thought it would. to lopp off 6+ inches, i thought it would have taken much longer. the only unfortunate thing is— now i can’t replicate the hairstyle that i walked out of the salon with. isn’t that just typical though? i loved the way he styled it and now, for the life of me, i can’t get it back. *sigh*

“…I won’t ask a woman if she’s pregnant unless the baby is crowning.” - ryan reynolds

AMEN brother. all too many times, i hear of people mistaking a lady for being pregnant, when she’s not. i have to admit, i’ve done it a few times myself, but i’ve never actually said anything..almost, but thank gawd i’ve always just figured it’s best not to say anything at all. on the other hand, when someone IS pregnant, because i don’t want to make that mistake, i don’t say anything. then when they have to tell me they are expecting, i feel like a thoughtless biatch. *sigh*

work has been so stressful lately, everyday i lose a little bit of my mind. i don’t like the person that i am these days. i don’t like bringing work home with me and taking it out on my loved ones. i hate it….absolutely hate it. i want my homelife to be spent happily, lovingly and 100% focused on my family. tonight, i just lost it. plain and simply….lost it. *sigh* tonight, i reset my priorites and my mindset.

our new house is really coming together. after all these months, it’s finally becoming more of a reality and it’s actually starting to feel like we bought a new house! all this time, it seemed we had nothing to show for buying a house except for the rapidly multiplying pile of paperwork sitting on our dining room table. they started building our unit about a month and a half ago, and even then, the planks of wood didn’t really amount to much. however, yesterday, we had our last options/upgrades appointment at the design center. this appointment was for the big ticket items, the options that really bring the whole house together. wood flooring, carpet, kitchen countertops, kitchen backsplash, fireplace surround, bathroom tiles, etc. all the little details blew me away. if i die tomorrow, at least i can say that i’ve had the pleasure of picking out my own grout color.