Weight off my shoulders.

This is about how my hair story goes always goes…
It’s short then I want it long, it’s long then I want it short, I go through some life blah’s so I dye it a different color.
I’ve experimented a lot with my hair over the years. I even cut it just like Demi Moore after I saw her in Ghost (big mistake).


Over the past couple of years, Pinterest made me dream of long hair with beautiful thick curls.  Little did I realize how long it actually took to curl all that hair which my four men highly protested.  As a result, 26 days of the month it was in a ponytail.

This is my attempt at a selfie…a very bad action selfie, totally blurry, bad lighting, which I obviously haven’t mastered.  But oh that hair.  (I’m missing it slightly).


Goodbye long hair.


It’s all gone.
It took a few days to adjust but I’m over the shock an so glad for the much needed change (thank you Rachel).
(BTW, did you see our new counter and faucet are in?…another other much needed change).
The good thing about hair is it always grows back (at least that’s what I keep telling myself).


Some have asked if I donated my cut hair. Locks of Love accepts hair that has been colored but not highlighted/bleached which my hair had been so I wasn’t able to donate it.  You can read all of Locks of Love hair requirements here.

Later addition: There are several hair donation organizations that all have different regulations for donating hair.  You can check in to:
Children With Hair Loss.

Wigs for Kids.

Have Smart phones really made us more productive?

The other day I was busily typing away at my computer. Between thoughts I looked up and noticed that every single person in my family was on an electronic device.
I said, “GUYS!…”
A few answered but no one looked up.
We give our kids only 15 minutes a day to play games on electronic devices but for those few minutes they are completely tuned in to the device and checked out of reality.

I have a love / hate relationship with my cell phone / ipad / computer.
Let’s be honest, sending a text message is one of the most quick and convenient ways to “bottom line” a message without all the fluff (when you really have something quick to say)…and that GPS Navigation app has saved my husband countless times from having to swallow his pride and ask for directions from the gas station clerk.
I could go on…

On the other hand, I believe cell phones have really damaged our world in countless ways.  I came across this video which put perfectly in to words my fears about our devices.

The bottom line is that the majority of us don’t have the self discipline to know when to turn them off, me included. They are a like a drug we can’t put down. You start by picking it up and doing something seemingly important, next thing you know you’re scrolling through nonsense and “keeping up with the Jones’”.

A while back I did something really dumb and let my 2 year play with my cell phone when I really needed him to be quietly entertained at the bank one time. From that point on he was hooked. Not only him, but I too was hooked on having a convenient babysitter available at a moments notice. Hard to admit this but cell phones, ipads, computer games are the favored activity at our house. When kids see parents looking down on their phones 10+ times throughout the day they learn through example, that is an acceptable behavior.  I’m not saying we should delete our FB, Twitter and Instagram accounts…that would be malarkey.
Or would it?

Steve Jobs is a man I have a tremendous amount of respect for.  He invented the ipad with the intent to make the world more productive.  Now that he’s gone and likely has a “big picture” view from where he’s at, I wonder if he realized how unproductive we’ve become with all our devices?

My oldest son has been saving his money for almost a year with the intent of purchasing an Ipod.  I have a lot of fears about it but it’s something that’s mostly likely inevitable and our opportunity to teach him how not to get sucked in to technology era.  Can we do it?

My husband and I decided it was time to put a stop the the electronic device nonsense in our home. During a recently “family home evening” (aka family council) we took a good hard look at our E.D. usage and how that was effecting our family.  As a family we asked ourselves some tough questions:
-What real benefit are we getting from our electronic devices?
-How much time is acceptable to spend on our E.D.’s?
-If you are on an E.D. and someone enters the room or wants to talk to you what should you do?
-What E.D. activities are acceptable/unacceptable?
-What apps can we delete?
-Where are appropriate and inappropriate times and places to use an E.D.’s?
-Are there times when we could leave our cell phones at home?

As a family we’re taking a pledge to power down our electronic devices.
This doesn’t mean we’ll be turning them off completely but as a family we have established a set of acceptable guidelines when it comes to the usage of our phones, ipads and computer.

What are your thoughts about our society’s electronic device usage?

Embracing my inner wall-flower.

By raise of hand…
Have you ever been in a crowded place and pulled out your cell phone, not because you had anything specific to look at, but because you felt slightly insecure?

This weekend was the first time in my blogging career that I didn’t have a breastfeeding baby or a little man too young to leave at home so that I could attend a blogging conference.  For three days I lived in blog land complete with the passing around of the most unique business cards you’ve ever seen, networking with big wig companies and learning all about the do’s and don’ts of blogging.  SNAP did not disappoint.  While I gained quite an education in blogging I also came away having done a bit of self introspection.


SNAP welcomed over 500 bloggers, 99% of whom were women and I knew only a handful of them.  Walking through the lobby, I navigated my way through brightly coordinated outfits, perfectly accessorized with cutsie jewelry, a sea of selfies and hysterical laughing.  On several occasion, bloggers would spot each other from across the room, squeal with delight, then sprint to each other and embrace as if having been separated by a long war.  Although I made a lot of really great connections with old and new friends, I’ll admit I felt a bit on the outskirts of this mega reunion.

Numerous times I found myself needing some quiet time from the chatter and social festivities.
Numerous times my polite smile face needed a break.
Numerous times I just wanted to sit in front of that Little America, 700 degree fire place and just veg.

Maybe I was just so exhausted from being a mommy that the time away translated to vacay time?  My point is, I found that as much as I wanted to, it was really hard to just sit and “be” amongst a group.  In the business world the personality traits that are praised and rewarded are, “outgoing,  people person,  team player, assertive.”  But what about those who are quietly productive and driven? I felt like I had to either be socializing and if I wasn’t, I found myself picking up my phone pretending like I was attending to important business.  I noticed I wasn’t alone.  Several other ladies that had decided to cop a squat were all looking down at their phones busily scrolling and tapping away. Maybe they really did have important business?   Throughout the conference I didn’t ever see one blogger solitary (without company of another person, or electronic device).


Speaking for myself, I certainly didn’t have the amount of important work that caused me to be on my phone as much as I was.  When I finally tuned in to what I was doing I realized I was using my phone as a social insecurity crutch.
Tell me I’m not the only one who has done this?

Have we become so connected that we are fearful of being alone with ourselves?

This past weekend there was nothing I HAD to do except be with myself.  It was interesting to step out of myself and observe my own behavior sans child hanging on my leg or attending to a sink full of dishes.  After having acknowledged my bad phone crutch habit I have to accept that by nature I’m shy, slightly intimated in large social situations and being an observer and that’s okay.  It’s not that I don’t have a loud, opinionated voice but by nature it takes me a second to warm it up.  At what point in time did these traits harbor inferiority?

All the quiet ladies, all the quiet ladies…put yo hands up…