I have every Monday night free because my husband has a class. Up until tonight, I would frantically call every contact in my phone over the age of 5 and under the age of 65. Or clean between the stove and the cabinet. Or bake something I would say is 'for someone else' and then eat well over half of it. All while watching really bad tv. I think Monday night tv is really bad tv. Monday night tv is the bowling alley of tv nights. Shows that get to be on air only when football season is over and there's no where else for them to hang out.
I spend the first 8 hours a day with my gorgeous little boy, Anderson Judah, and after he goes to bed, I'm pretty desperate for anyone to talk to that likes it when I actually connect the syllables I'm speaking into words.
So, those Contacts are only usually half of them home and even fewer of them feeling at all chatty like me. So I decided to be chatty by myself and maybe give everyone a chance to catch up with me at once and post a few pictures and thoughts. The reason I've never done this before, though, is my overwhelming sense that it would be vanity. Turning little things into big things. I have quite the capacity for this vice. Today, I took 25 pictures of myself and my new haircut. I did cut it myself. I did mean to cut the bangs that short. It took around 4.3 minutes to cut but I probably stared at the mirror wondering if I would do it for 4.3 days total. Vanity, vanity, a chasing after the wind! That's my vague recollection of Ecclesiastes.
So, since I cut my hair yesterday morning, I really had nothing left to do on Monday nights. Other than the above mentioned activities, plus any number of unfinished projects laying around, and plenty of laundry and cleaning. Thus, Monday's Child is born.
I had some vague recollection of one of my relatives saying that I was born on a Monday, so I did official calculation.
Then, I remembered "Wednesday's child is full of woe" so I wondered if Monday's child was full of anything better. Here's the whole poem:
Monday's child is fair of face;
Tuesday's child is full of grace;
Wednesday's child is full of woe;
Thursday's child has far to go;
Friday's child is loving and giving;
Saturday's child works hard for a living;
The child that is born on the Sabbath day,
Is bonny, and blithe, and good, and gay.
Turns out, I am fair of face. Ivory 100, the lightest one there is, is my Mary Kay foundation match. To celebrate my new do, I did my face, too, with some MK starter kit makeup. I felt pretty in a grown-up sort of way after I put it on. I haven't worn foundation since 9th grade. As I was saying, vanity!!!
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"I love it," I said.
"You love it?" you said.
"I love it."
for the record, that was actually posted by me, J, just in case anyone concludes that you posted a comment on your own blog.
love,
j
Well, I want to leave a comment, mostly because I want you to know that I read stuff and care about you.
I don't really have anything in particular to say. I think that you are very articulate and full of thoughts; good creative inspirational thoughts. I love to hear them. Also, I'm glad that you have found a way to release your built up chattiness. You'll look back on your blogs after awhile and find memories that hold more accuracy than if you were to remember them in the future. Does that make sense?
P.S. You should write about our fun night of sharing the faith and playing spoons or maybe I should.
Love ya,
Christy
I LOVE your hair! I can't believe you did it yourself - especially in the back! I wish I could do that. I always spend $ at the hair salon and then "fix it" when I get home. Nathan laughs at me with a sort of bitter edge b/c I spent the $ at the salon in the first place. But I'm not good enough to do it all myself. I need the general shape created by a professional or even just someone who can see the back of my head. Then I "fine tune" it. :)
Christine, we are vain together. Sometimes I get a good grip on my vanity and stuff it down for a while. (I'm much better now than when I was in highschool). But it seems to bubble back up - especially when I connect myself to the outside world (tv, magazines, ad-emails - "Hurry, this sale ends soon!") etc. We watched a documentary on Amish (since there's a whole lot in our area) and they have a good idea re: community and vanity - though there's the reality that vanity is a fallen trait and can seep through to any human regardless of any bubble we put around us. (Note: I'm not saying we should give up and openly embrace the vanity either - just that it is always there.)
Things I like about you:
1. Your blog
2. Your hair
3. Your baby
4. Your shoes
5. Your ability to speak Spanish
There is more but that is all off the top of my head.
Holla!
P.S. I added your blog to my page.
Oh how I love all the different poses you took of your new hair cut! LOVE IT. I'm so excited that you joined the world of blogging!! It is addictive, by the way. Blogging makes me feel better about not scrap booking or anything, b/c then at least my childrens' lives are documented on the world wide web.
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