I’m gonna wash that gray right outta of my hair. Yeah my age is starting to catch up with me. Thankfully with conveniences we now have, some of life’s little annoyance can now be rectified. I was born a blond hair child with bright blue eyes, in fact that color stayed with me until I was 19. Then my sister cut my hair really short and soon afterwards my hair changed to the color it is now, brown.
My attitude and personality at times do reflect the status that blonds have gotten over the years and I take it in stride and just say I am being blond which is not far from the truth some days.
With the wide availability of colors out there on the market it is hard some days to choose what color I will use to make a radical change. Yet I always seem to stick to old faithful, red. By the time I am done with the red coloring and it has had a chance to blend with my brown, I get a lovely auburn head of hair for at least 6 weeks. I will go red roughly three times a year to get a change of pace. I like the difference in how it looks and the strut I suddenly get after the coloring is complete.
My husband does not always notice but I am getting use to that. The compliments I get from other people I know and total strangers just makes me smile on the inside and yeah on the outside as well.
It is such inexpensive and easy way to make a small change in one’s life. Face it, life comes at you hard and aging is not always easy to deal with. It is a way to bounce back on the days we need that as women. Granted soon enough the color will fade and slowly be brushed or washed out. But in that small amount of time, every time I look in the mirror and see the change it gives me a boost. I think that is pretty cool all for the price of $3.49. To me that is a damn good bargain.
I have a list of things to blog about and keep that nearby when the time is needed. However I thought I just write about something that makes me really smile.
This is one of my favorite pictures of my baby boy. He is a junior now in college but every time I look at this picture on the wall I just break into a smile. They grow up so fast, and with only having one child it seems they grow up faster.
The Headquarter Library had a book sale recently. They have these roughly 3-4 times a year. We go a good portion of the time for the books are not more then a buck. It gives me a great opportunity to try books I would never even think of picking up to read. I can go wild with any genre I want and know that I did not waste precious money. The beauty of this also is I can place the books on the paperbackswap.com website to exchange the books with others and so share the love. It is a win win and win.
Now eReaders are the latest thing to hit books. They are portable, affordable and compact. You can place numerous books on the tablet compared to the space that a bookshelf takes. But for this avid reader it is just not the same. While I get the pros of a eReader I will have to pass on it for now. If I get one as a gift I would thank the person with a smile and honestly mean it. But a book in my hand is a simple pleasure I am not willing to give up. The smell and feel of a book just gives me a chill from head to toe. Turning the pages literally is something I still enjoy. My house is bursting with books as my husband and I are avid readers and have been since childhood. Yet we still go to used book stores, thrift shops and the sales at the library to find potential books that need a new home. I feel like a hypocrite in the sense as a budding writer I have been looking at placing my stories for ebook consumption. Yet if I had a choice print would be my preference. Snuggling up on my couch, bed or a chair on my porch is how I prefer it. You will always find a book by my bed, couch, purse and in my car. Any opportunity where I have some free time the book comes out. I guess the people who would understand this are avid readers like myself who treasure what a book means. There is so little things in life lately that are free so until all books are virtually gone I won’t give them up.