It's chill in the wind,

Today I spent four hours in the hair salon to get it colored and cut. Although I don't have many things that I am high maintenance about (no laughing, please), I have been just that with my hair as long as I can remember. Though my freshman year of college I let my roots hang out and every now and then I revert to box coloring due to low finances, it is something that I enjoy doing for myself whenever I can.

Last night my good friend Jessica came over for dinner. I made Chile Chicken with brown rice, strawberries, and a salad. Jessica made delicious chocolate-cheesecake brownies for dessert. She came over around 6 and did not leave until 10, which definitely says something about us. Through a lot of talking we have found out that her Zachary and my Clark are very much alike, and she and I as well. We are hoping to go on a cruise together sometime in the future, though we're not sure due to finances and details. We are planning other little events to include the boys in, but we decided the cruise was just for the two of us. It's amazing how protective men are... that's one thing we discovered when talking about Clark and Zach. They always want to be there to protect us, instead of trusting we can take care of ourselves. I wonder if that's true with all men.

Well, today after my four hour hair appointment I got home and decided to watch The Young Victoria. I rented it for last night once Jessica had left, but I was tired enough without having to watch a movie. Watching it today was the right thing, I think, because the day was entirely my own. While I wasn't expecting the end to come so soon to the movie, I cried and smiled at all the appropriate parts. I truly think it was snubbed by the academy for Oscars this year, because it was such an amazing film. I told Clark we have to buy it. It's just so very... me. I'm definitely not putting myself on the level of Queen Victoria, I'm just saying the move itself is my cup of tea.

I have come to the conclusion that complaining is overrated. Yes, everyone has things that bother them or don't go their way, but comparatively my problems always seem to be minute. I sometimes think that I complain because I have nothing else to do, which is definitely not right. From now on I'm making it a goal where, if I feel as if I'm about to complain, I'll say something positive or say nothing at all. I'm so tired of everyone always saying they're tired, they're bored, they're impatient, they don't have this, they don't have that, they don't have time, they have too much time... there is always SOMETHING wrong. I've just decided that I'm going to think positively.

An example? Today when I was getting my hair done my stylist got a call. It was her sister informing her that she found super cheap tickets to Hawaii, and was inviting my stylist and her son to go with her. My stylist was all excited, until she started thinking about it intricately. For example, the trip was for Memorial Day weekend, so she'd have to get someone to cover the styles she already had in her schedule (for prom) and started thinking of the time difference and such. She then started thinking about bathing suits, if her son would have the time, the money... everything. When in the very beginning she was just thrilled to be going somewhere with her sister and son. Don't get me wrong, thinking things through is always the right thing to do, but letting that thinking process bring you down is just plain wrong. All of a sudden she was complaining about going to Hawaii!


Well, I'm done. I'm done being negative. That's not to say I'm just going to go with the flow and never think things through, it's just to say I'm not going to let thinking put me down in the dumps. God has a plan, and He's going to take care of everything. Who am I to doubt His greatness, stability, and support? I am no one, and therefore I don't need to be a negative no one... I can just be positive and trust in Him.

Until next time.

We've all got our junk, and my junk is you!