A Successful Paint Job

I can definitely say :” My bathroom had a successful paint job”

OK, here is the thing. I am thirty something (34, to be precise) year old woman. I used to have a lovely dark chestnut brown hair color that I was always so proud of, proud of my hair and of its color. And I have for the most part of my life had long (waist length or longer) hair. The not so most part was during my teenage years, when it feels essential for one to try all sorts of styles; and I was a teenager in the eighties, so you can imagine!!! And recently during my pregnancy. OK wait a minute, let us not start on pregnancy, because this is a whole other issue, all you need to know for now is the part concerning my hair. To put it shortly and clearly, my hair during those months tend to act weird, getting darker, frizzier and thicker. Add to it the moods and other hormonal factors which eventually lead to me cutting my hair like, I don’t know how many times (Last pregnancy about 3 times). Now this number is very often for me, who usually has a trim every let us say 2 years. Yeah I know I told I have great hair.

So back to the point. Once upon a time, my hair was totally lovely. Recently I have noticed it lost its natural shine and lustrousness (is this a word?) I have been very unhappy with it and did not know what to do??? Till finally I realised maybe it is time for me to start colouring my hair. Something that I have never done before, not even in the weird teenage years. And then I started thinking I am actually having some gray hairs as well, so here you go more proof that the time has come. So being the modern woman that I am?? I went on an extensive internet search collecting information on the right brands and the right colors and the right methods, and I can assure you I became - in theory- an expert on hair color, with better knowledge than women who have been coloring their hair for decades, in theory that is.

So far I have colored my hair three times. All using non to semi-permanent hair coloring technologies!!! The first time I had a friend do it for me, god bless her soul, she offered to help and I accepted. The process was neat and I did not suffer much specially that she handled the rinsing bit as well. The second time however, I did it me self, I took the kit, and my tow children to my parents house, where someone can look after the children while I paint... Now this time it was not so pleasant, the applying part was ok but the rinsing was tiring. The third time, though I used a fairly very easy kit. The process was interrupted because there was no one to attend for the girls, so I had to run back and forth from the barroom. And when it got to the rinsing I spent a whole hour doing that do you believe a whole uninterrupted hour. I don’t know whether it was the choice of color (black) or what but a whole hour come one. And at the end it was not even black it was kind of reddish brownish black. So here you go in theory only. However while I was rinsing my long hair (almost waist length) I managed to spot the bathroom and now my bathroom walls have large purple stains all over and the shower curtain got a lovely pink tone. So maybe the coloring job was not so bad after all.

Oh God, the baby is at it again!!!

This may not be the most agareeable start for this blog, but this is life as a relatively new mother. I plan one thing and the children see otherwise.

So I am the proud?! mother of two lovely(certainly) girls, 2 and 7 monts old. So you can understand who runs the show around the house. Everynight I used to go to bed with a one, two, three, etc... steps of the next day planned both in my head and in my FiloFax(or some other equally beautiful brand). But since I became a mother, I just go to bed!! that is if I am lucky.
If I am very fortunate, I manage to get some sleep while I am there!!!

So, today again my little angle (the 7 months old) was in one of her bad moods. So reading is out of the question, watching TV maybe, but can hardly hear anything, in case such as this whether your mothering instincts tell you to care for the child or not, you really have no option but to do so. I mean what else can you manage to do if some one is screeming their head off, the only thing you can do is to fulfill whatever it is they need. Or walk out the door, but I think as a loving mother, that is not an option. So here I am stuck again, at the mercy of my little angle. Which after a while it becomes two angles since the elder, not wanting to be left out of all the attention, decides to participate in the activities by becoming more demanding!!! But what can yo do, they are little, right? helpless little creatures that depend on you for the simplest things in life.

Days like this, the new policy I am adopting is to chill. So they need constant attention, care and so on, OK give it and be done. Play some music in your head, imagine that you are dancing, take it easy, Someone has to be the grown up around here and I guess it has to be me!!! And you know what you can turn everything into a game that everyone enjoys even the little angles.

And after all, they can't stay up forever. Sleep comes for us all. And hopefully I'll manage to get some today.