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Friday, March 5, 2010

Today has been a pretty normal day. Around noon, though, I decided at the last minute that I was going to get a haircut. My normal place is 30 minutes away because I haven't found a new one I like, so that was out of the question. It had been 6 MONTHS since I had a haircut and my hair was long, heavy, frizzy, and well generally unattractive in my opinion. So I packed up the kids and went to Cost Cutters. Yep, that's right, Cost Cutters. I guess I had always thought those places were for kids and men because I never considered it for myself. It turns out that they are owned by the same company as the Regis salon I usually go to. Anyway, it was quick and easy. Only one other person was in there and they left soon so we had the place to ourselves. BigBoy behaved very well and BabyCakes sat nicely in her car seat. When she got a little fussy I just rocked her seat with my foot and she was pacified. In and out in 20 minutes for under 20 bucks including shampoo. (not including the generous tip I gave b/c I was so pleased... I think there is haircut karma...) Then I took my frizzy self to Target for some things we HAD to buy today. Naturally curly hair plus a stylist combing your hair to cut it does not result in a cute look, by the way. The old me would have rushed home but I'm a mother now and how my hair looks doesn't come close to being the priority.

For the weekend I will leave you with these words a friend emailed me today:
Happy moments, praise God. Difficult moments, seek God. Quiet moments, worship God. Painful moments, trust God. Every moment, thank God.
And my own piece of advice is that if you are ever in a moment that you just can't think of what you need, just pray for peace. Simple as that. You don't have to even think about it. Just ask God for peace in your heart. One kid is throwing a fit because they don't want to go home and the other is crying because that's what babies do, then you drop your keys and step on and break the new pair of sunglasses you JUST BOUGHT LAST WEEKEND? Instead of slamming the door and driving home distracted, try saying "Lord, just give me peace. That's all I'm askin" outloud. He already knows how you feel and what you're going through, so you might as well ask him for his help getting through it. I say do it outloud because it really does help. We already keep too many thoughts and prayers in. You can whisper it if you want. Saying them outload gives them more importance in a way. It creates more of a memory and instead of uttering a cuss word you might find yourself uttering a prayer for peace the next time something starts your blood boiling or your mind racing.

Have a great weekend...


velvet said...

So true! Prayer is a wonderful thing! :)

Kelly said...

You make me smile!