Where'd The Time Go?

Okay... so here it's been four days since my last post. I'm congested and have a little cough. Otherwise, I don't feel too bad. So what's the excuse for not writing?

I don't have one. Except that... there's been a general malaise. A general laziness that's kept me from doing a lot of anything the past few days.

We did run over to see Mother on Sunday.

That's my beautiful sis, Eydie, on the left. mom in the middle. And that's me on the right. Mother likes to tease me about being more gray-haired than she is. I'm definitely heading to the whitehaired convention! Ha ha. Mom's hair is about the same amount of gray as mine [but then Mother is 21 years older than I am!!! lol] Dad... well, he's pretty white-haired.

[This is a picture of him taken last Wednesday when Mom was still in the hospital.]

I know from photographs that my Dad's father was snow-white haired as an elderly man. And his mother was very light haired, and her hair was extremely thin.

Dad's sister's were all very white haired. [He has one sister still living, my aunt Margaret, she's 97!]

[My Aunt Margaret in 2011.]

And his sisters went white haired at fairly young ages. So, I suppose in my fifty-something age group, I shouldn't be suprised!

But then, Mother's family were all dark haired into their 70's and 80's! Not hard to figure out where I got this from!

Mother didn't turn gray, and then it was simply "salt & pepper" until she was in her mid-60's. Me, on the other hand? I started turning gray in my mid-thirties. But I kept it dyed until 2008, when I decided to go "au naturale".

I was most influenced to do so by actress Jamie Lee Curtis...

...there just isn't a sexier looking gray haired woman out there! She's a real inspiration for all of us 50+ women who want to celebrate who we are.

Hey, we've seen a few miles... and we aren't ashamed to show it!

I'm a hefty broad....eh hmmmm, pardon me....I'm a hefty woman, and I'm not ashamed to say so; I've given birth [naturally I might add] to five children. I haven't taken care of myself like I should've. But then, I am working on correcting what I can at this age, and the shape I'm in.

I've got bone spurs, fibromyalgia, and crohn's. I have some allergies, which tend to keep my sarcoidosis acting up in my lungs. I've survived cancer. And I don't have a pretty complexion [severe acne as a teen.] I've never had perky boobs. And I've gotta hangover belly like you wouldn't believe! My thighs are thunderous.

Bu I have come to embrace who I am, and how I look.

In part, a great deal of my self-confidence didn't come until fourteen years ago, and the man who I now call my husband. Before he came into my life, I had so many hangups it was incredible! [How my poor children turned out so well... can only be due to the grace of God, and the influence of Texican when they were teens.] But he taught me to "unpack" my bags, and let those hangups go.

And so, today, I can work on my imperfections, without being hung up on them. I would rather go to my grave tubby and overweight, having enjoyed that cup of cocoa in the park on a cold winter's afternoon with my hubby, or a glass of wine with an old friend, or my granddaughter's birthday cake, then feeling miserable and saying..."Sorry, I can't have any of that cause I'm trying to watch my weight!"

I do try to keep an eye on myself now. Trying to cut back on calories and sodium. But I give myself enough slack to enjoy myself, too!

Even if I should get small enough to wear a bikini... I would never put one on. It simply isn't me!

So, gray hair? Hey... I wear it proudly.

I haven't been counting calories since Friday. So... I've tried to get back to that today.

While I have been congested the past few days... I've been challenged to learn to excell in, of all games....

...dominoes. Texican has been beating the pants off of me, as it's simply not a game I do very well at. But I am trying!

I still haven't completed the table runner I am working on.  think because it's made with a heavy cotton yarn, I simply can't get into it. It's not what I would use. But it's a kit... so I will finish it, just no speedily!

I did cut Texican's hair Saturday...

...and when I was done, he trimmed his beard. He was getting rather shaggy!

So... what do you have planned for dinner this evening?

Our dinner is in the crock pot and I will post pics of it tomorrow. As well as an update on the table runner.

Do you ever cut you spouse's hair? What room of the house do you cut it in? [we use the kitchen]

Have a great evening!