LWTF: Day 2

Life without the facebook. Day 2:

*Put Lola down for her nap
*Helped Lilaboo with her homework
*Finished up dinner
*Ate dinner with the family huddled in the living room
*Watched labor/delivery shows with Lil
*Watched youtube videos about hair
*Figured out my new hair cut
*Soaked my hair in coconut oil
*Brushed my teeth and washed my face
*Weighed myself :(
*Figured out what to do with Maribeth
*Mailed off letters
*Finished a book

Today I realized I think in facebook statuses. I'm not sure if this is because of facebook or if I always did and facebook simply gave me the platform.

I like quips. Short stories. A beginning, an end, and something meaningful, or at the very least amusing, in between. I like taking a segment of time and analyzing it. Showing how the characters got there, but never assuming I know where they'll go. Because who could ever know where anyone is going? Even characters you've made up in your mind.

I try to change my hair every season. Sometimes it's simple, sometimes it's dramatic. This winter really has me in a funk so I decided I'd dye my hair from aquamarine to bubblegum pink, as if somehow my hair color can will the warmth and sunshine to come back. Maybe when I see it in the mirror my internal temp will rise a few degrees. I'm here in Atlanta and the high today was twenty-five degrees.

This is not why I have chosen the South for my home. Hence why the entire family was huddled together in the living room for warmth, eating hot soup, and still freezing our faces off.

No matter how cold it is Lola Darling hates hats.

Even if it's Hello Kitty 

I spent most of the evening figuring out how to touch up the bleach job I butchered last week. I have a very real fear that my hair will melt if I leave bleach on for too long. Major sections of green weren't budging while other parts of my hair were well on their way to high yellow. So I rinsed it out. Put the pink on, and, luckily some parts turned pink and in green parts turned a nice brown.

But it wasn't what I wanted.

I searched pinterest and youtube for color correction and figured my usual two step process would probably be closer to four. So I covered my hair with coconut oil and a prayer. I then covered my pillow with an old scarf and I kept it on all night.

Daniel came to bed around 10:30. I asked him if he was going straight to sleep. His eyebrows raised, intrigued, as if I was going to offer a good time.

I told him I wanted to read and didn't want the light to bother him.

He turned over.

I read gloriously for an hour.

AND FINISHED MY BOOK.

This book is amazing. It's a quick read with something honest and inspiring on every page. I would recommend it to anyone. Even those who wouldn't consider themselves creative. Who does that anyway?