Red Hair @ MindSay

Being a redhead has always been a fantasy of mine, well actually a slender 5ft 10 redhead but I cant change my height and am not motivated enough to change my weight but I can dye my hair. SO I did. A coppery dark reddish blonde which really suits my green eyes very well. Mom was a redhead so  maybe it’s meant to be. I am going to keep it for a few years anyway.

Jim arrived on time Saturday and we toured the decorations and then rested because we had a 7:30 curtain for Balanchine’s Nutcracker at the Keller. We  had center box seats.  While it didn’t have all the dancing that our favorite Barishnikov’s version has, it was exciting, entertaining and a great way for jim to start the holiday season.  Pioneer Place and square was ablaze with lights and even though we got to the chart house just as the kitchen was closing, the night was wonderful. Fog was coming in and the street lights glowed as individual puddles of yellow light swathed in cotton.  Then eve morning we came up with a master plan for jim’s dressing room so he would have it work well. And for the evening stu and dana came over for rosemary chicken, risotto and carrots. We had stolen ( a new recipe with marzipan rather than my mother in laws)  and asti spumante.

After the starks left we opened modest gifts, gave abi  some balls in tissue paper which she enjoyed tearing apart and stayed by the fire enjoying the calm and love and jim’s  being here. Christmas morning we had eggs benedict for brunch, took naps, played with Abi. Tomorrow the shelves for the library arrive and within a week we will be able to get rid of the plethora of boxes, then every room will be almost completely done- just painting and tweaking and buying some sort of  resistance weight machine for jim because the heavy one in the other house isn’t worth shipping. And did I say we finally have a contract on the house ??????????? oh god did we need the money. Now we can pay off credit card debt. Jim wants the laptop- he will bring the big computer with him when he drives  out in early January. And then it’s onward and upward.

Well i've jus died mi hair...it was meant to go a red-brown colour....but it kinda jus went...well...red. *hangs head* I like it though...don't get me wrong i like it...but it's not wot i expected and it's not well....blue. It's pretty much the opposite of blue..cos it's red..and i'm ranting....but it's fillin in the time til 8 o'clock! Wen TOP GEAR's on!!! YAY!!!  They're tesin the new Jaguar XK tonight too!

Well anyway thats my sad little rant over with so i will say adu (if that's how u spell it ) byexx

Well I haven't been on here for awhile so I thought it will be a good idea to get on.

No more school, Christmas break. I'm really not going to enjoy it. 13 without seeing Cody, being in the house because it feels like below freezing outside. So I guess I'll find a new hobby.

Lastnight I had a chior consert, it was great. We had to be there at 6 when the concert started at 7:30, yes thats a little retarded. But for 45 min. Missy Me and Cody hung out in the Act room (we were doing this concert at a church) it was so so funny, us three got our picture taken, we all looked so cute, I got a lap dance, which was not so pleasent, but yeah how many people get a lap dance in a church? I got to might Taryn's mommy, she is so cool. But the thing I don't understand about this concert is the songs sound depressing, even Cody and my mom said that, what all happen to all the Christmas song we hear every year? like Rodufe the Red nose raindeer, frosty the snow man. But we did great, it lasted for 2 hours because the 7th and 8th grade sung, the Show chior, concert chior (thats me), and sufonic chior, and many solos.

I peirced more ears. I'm so use to it, that it doesn't bother me. Even though Cody said no more than 2 on each because other than that it looks stupid. But I got 3 in one ear and 2 in the other. I'm not going to tell him, but let him find out in 13 days, and maybe I'll have more.

I colored my hair, its awesome looking, but Cody doesn't like it because it looks red, but I put in golden brown highlights, but they turn red instead.

I'm going to miss Cody so much this Christmas break. I always miss him during weekends so this is going to be really bad for me. But all we can do is call each other, but his dad will probably say "Cody your not dating the girl, so quit calling her, or you'll be grounded even longer, and won't see her this Christmas break" oh and he might, that is a might be able to come over once, but only for a few hours. But I just want to go over there and let his dad see me, and how much I've changed since the last he seen me with red hair, peircings all over my ears, my outfits. But I really not give a fuck, he's made Cody grounded over 6 fucking months. Come on let the boy date already you dumbass.

Mood: Tired, frustrated

Music: 30 seconds to mars - "ATTACK"

Ok, here's the story. A woman that I work with gave me a conditioner that she used to use when she had red hear. She no longer has red hair so she asked if I wanted it and I said "Sure". It's a leave in conditioner. The directions on the back say to "Pump 4-6 times, and work into damp hair." So that's what I did. I took a shower, let my hair dry a little, and 4 pumps later I had a handful of red gooeyness in my hand. I rubbed my hands together and proceded to work this red goo into my hair. It smelled like chemicals but seemed to work pretty well. When I was finished I went to wash my hands, only to discover that my hands were blood red. Both of them. I turned on the hot water and tried washing them, nothing. I grabbed some soap and scrubbed the shit out of them, nothing. 5 minutes later they were clean, raw but clean. There is still a little bit left on my knuckle. Good thing I have black pillow cases because I could imagine that laying my freshly goo-ed head on a light color would not be a good thing.

I also hung out with some co-workers last night. I know I have writen in here before about not really being friends with my co-workers. While I have to admit that if I were to meet these people outside of work - I probably wouldn't be friends with most of them. But there are a handful of them that I would. And I realized that last night. When you really get to know people's personalities it's a lot easier to open yourself up to them. Someone said I was so quiet at work, and I am. But the weird thing is - get me outside of work and it's a whole different scenario. I love to talk, I love to laugh and tell jokes. But for some reason, I just can't unwind here. I'm constantly tense. Maybe it's because I despise a few people that I work very closely with. Hmmm...just maybe.

I think I am also kind of afraid that if people find out what I am really like - they won't like me. I've gone through a lot of my life knowing that a lot of people didn't like me. I used to be mean, really mean, and I knew it and I didn't care. I didn't care if people didn't like me, I didn't care what anyone thought of me. Now, I do though. Maybe I shouldn't but I do. I want people to like me, to want to be friends with me, and hang out with me. I've never really been good at making friends. I guess I get that from my mom. I always have that state of mind that if they want to be friends with me - they will come talk to me. I don't ever make the effort. I'm going to stop that. I need to be more outgoing. Moving right along...

Stalkerchick  saw 3 of my tattoos last night. I think she liked them. I knew some one would say something about them. I never wear my hair back at work because of them and when I went to cardigan 's place last night I wore my hair up. Not because I wanted people to see - mostly because I didn't have time to take a shower yesterday morning (gross, I know) so my hair was kinda greasy. I think some people are kind of shocked to find out about my tattoos and piercings. You can't see any of them usually. They are always covered by my clothes or my hair, so when people see me outside of work I think it surprises them sometimes. Oh well.

Good times...