Friday, January 22, 2010

Taking Care of ME

Age is catching up with me. Recently, I looked in the mirror and saw all of the sun damage that my Mother promised. No kidding. YEARS of laying in the California sun at the beach with nothing but Baby or Olive oil on my skin. I heard that the local Dermatology Center had a special on Facial Rejuvination, also known as a fotofacial. Guaranteed to remove freckles, scars, and "hyper-pigmentation" spots ... also known as "AGE" spots. Ouch! Okay, "why not," I asked myself.

I was a single Mom in Aspen. I saw a lot of women spending a fortune on facials, nails, hair color, massage, clothes, etc. I just plain didn't have the money for all of those luxuries. Or so I thought. New underwear and socks are NOT a luxury. Nor is a shampoo or conditioner that costs more than 99 cents. When you have to buy school pictures and field trip money, anything more than Suave Shampoo for 99 cents IS a luxury.

When the esthetitian started working on my face, her first question was about what type of moisturizer that I use. Moisturizer? Well, that's a luxury, for sure. She recommended that I use mineral makeup, for $55.00 a pop. She went on and on about these luxuries as though they were a part of every day life. I get it. These things ARE a part of every day life. They're not luxuries at all. Today, I conditioned my hair with a hot oil treatment. Tomorrow, I'll shop for an organic moisturizer. Maybe I'll even order some new underwear and socks. These things are essentials that cost a few bucks. I'm going to start taking better care of myself. Today, I look great. I feel great. I haven't really spent much money. These things are essential, like groceries, and gas. A new beginning for me. And, a new priority. ME. I feel great!

Thursday, January 14, 2010

God bless the people of Haiti

My power went out today. I'll admit that I was inconvenienced. It was right in mid-morning when coffee, curling iron, heat, and television are all participants in the morning ritual. Boom. Just like that. No power. Although I believe that I make a very conscious effort to "conserve," when the power came back on and I saw my Tivo'd version of the Today show's Haiti earthquake coverage, I was humbled to my knees. Schooled on just how much that I have that I don't need.

Yeah, we had a pretty tough 2009. We had a bout of unemployment, along with the uneasiness of wondering about this economy, but we didn't lose our home, OR go without food and water. I was complaining to a friend the other day how I'm sick and tired of being optimistic. Okay, Okay. I take it all back. I am blessed. SOOOOO blessed.

I'm proud to see so many people already mobilizing efforts in schools and churches all over my neighborhood. The job is huge, but the world is coming together with efforts for every phase of this disaster. The Red Cross needs money and volunteers. http://www.redcross.org/ You can sign up to volunteer or donate on their website.

The power is back on now, and I realize just how lucky I am! And grateful too.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Well, I Never!

I thought that I was on a Punk or Candid Camera show because this certainly wasn't happening to me FOR REAL ... or, was it?

Time to change the oil on my mini-van. Actually, a couple of thousand miles over, but with this economy, I've got ink cartridges to buy, groceries, high cobra payments, etc., so the oil change had to wait until long after Christmas.

I packed my books and laptop for the long sit in the waiting room at the lube place, and found a chair for waiting where I could see out into the shop. I like to know how the car is doing in the long line.

First, a man and his daughter came in and sat next to me. I think that I knew them from Aspen, so I said "hello." Next, comes a middle aged woman. I might have guessed that she would be the antagonist in the story. Her costume showed a plump body, huge sunglasses (still worn indoors), and a basket type purse with artificial fruit on the top. She kept asking the counter person "how much longer?"

By the time I and the Aspen people sitting next to me realized that this woman was high maintenance and self centered, it happened. She took her nail clippers out of her Carmen Miranda handbag and started snipping her nails!  When the first snip landed on my jeans, I flicked it off with my index finger. Then, the second snip flew into the keyboard of my laptop. Are you kidding me? If I would have had a can of air, I would have blown her fingernail out of my keyboard and back in her direction.

I have a sense of humor, and since I thought that I knew the Aspen people, I was sure that somebody had set this up and I was on camera. The plan was that I would go ballistic and that the video of the woman with the mini van who went gonzo in a lube shop in Grand Junction, Colorado would go viral! I'd be on the evening news like "balloon boy."

The truth is, it wasn't a setup. No sooner had she put her snips back into her fruit studded handbag did she get up and again started asking "how much longer?"

The sad truth is that there are hoggish, high maintenance, rude, ignorant people in our midst flinging their DNA around the room, and it's a crime to challenge them like we'd like to, or I would have physically assaulted this woman on the spot.

Please donate. One day I'm going to need bail.

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