Day 2: What do you mean?!

Woooo! 2 in a row!
Now let's see if I can get this done before I have to run back to my Apartment to make dinner.

The second day of the 30 day challenge blog thing is:

What is the meaning of your blog?

In truth I started this blog with the intentions of it being mostly pictures and 'Vlogs' of my life so that my family could feel connected to me. You see I am THE WORST PENPAL EVER! And losing your first kid to marriage is a pretty hard deal when said child just doesn't think of calling or writing on a regular basis.

Funny thing is, I don't think my family even reads my blog. I know they lost the link to it and I had to resend it to them. Honestly they may have only seen it once or twice. I don't know.

The great thing is this blog has lead me to meet some really cool people: Dazee, Mama Fargo, the Opto-mom, Marrianna Annadanna, Rachel, and Chicken! Not only that but I get to keep in contact with my friend in Japan, Norie and all her wonderfully deep thoughts about reverse culture shock and readjusting to one's home country or just what her job was like that day.

Now I really don't think my blog has much of a meaning other than just a glorified diary right now. But that's fine, maybe it's something some one somewhere can read and have a laugh. Laughter is required for any semblance of sanity. Or maybe something that I write will make some one feel better about themselves ("Oh thank God I don't write like that 2 dimensional nerd"). If it can serve a purpose at all I'll be happy.

Adventures in Hairdying: The Box is a Lie!!!

My hair was yellow... the box said it would turn even the darkest hair a platinum color. LIES! I had auburn hair, not even black hair. It turned yellow. I died it again with the same dye. No change.
I got sick of it. So I grabbed a nice ginger looking color off the shelf per my husband's request that I not dye it Purple. What color am I now you ask? FLAMING JEAN GREY RED, it looks like a hyper 4 year old dumped a pot of cherry koolaide over the top of my highlighter yellow hair and only half the color soaked in.
THE BOX IS A LIE!!!! All those little swatches on the side that show you what your results will be based on the shade of your hair, lies all of them. Computer enhancements to make you think you picked out something nice. As of right now unless I'm going for something super funky (blue streaks dangit!) I'm not touching the hair dye anymore. My adventures in this are over... for now.

Guess my Faith, get a Cookie

Why do I get asked if I'm wiccan? Is it the long flowy skirt? the floofy wash and wear hair? my general interest in using God's creation of nature as it was intended to be used? Maybe I should get a t-shirt that says "Christ follower incognito." ((because 'follower of the Way' or 'Child of Light' probably wouldn't dawn on people. haha, pun!))

I'll let you know if anyone's mind changes when I finally get down to making my steam punk dress. (something like this with belts and buckles... and Goggles!)