I'm Back

After a short break I've decided to come back to the blogging community. Many things have changed since the old days. I'm a now a full time wife and mommy, part time cat trainer, occasional writer, full time seamstress, Star Trek geek, Martha Stewart fan and Sims addict.

Yesterday I went to my favorite hair stylist and received a new do. It's short all around with a fringe on top. I loved it. All the people in the salon loved it. One lady asked me to come over to her stylist and show her the do so she could get the same thing. I was so excited. Everyone loved my hair, everyone wanted my hair. I was popular hair girl. I walked out of there standing a little taller and feeling oh so stylish and sexy. This high lasted until I got home and saw Levi's smile fade. He looked at me then quickly turned his gaze away, as though trying to hide the horror in his eyes. I asked, "So, what do you think. Cute huh?" His reply was typical of a loving husband who's trying to be honest and considerate at the same time. "It's okay I guess. It makes your face look long (his way of saying that my head looks distorted). I like the old style better". I was a little deflated, but I kept remembering how much everyone in the salon loved it, and clung to that memory for comfort. A short while later I knocked on a friends door to drop off some items. She opened the door, looked at me funny, paused a moment, then said, "Nice earings". What on earth? My earings? It's clear that my do was shocking and horrifying to 2 people. What's going on? Could all those people at the salon be gathering together to make every customer feel good about their do, even if it's awful? I can't believe it.

At church today, 2 people complemented me on my hair. Are they telling the truth or are they lying? I can't tell anymore! Will people be cast into haties for lying in church?