Oh why, oh why did I do it? I got so tired of my bangs being in my eyes that I took the scissors to them myself. Always a bad idea. My marvelous hairdresser knows better than to cut my bangs too short, (a pet peeve) so they tend to be too long one week after I visit her. Hair in my eyes or parted in the middle is another pet peeve. This new look makes me feel like I'm this gap-toothed child, except she is cuter. Sigh. Bangs are the price for having a forehead that's the size of Texas. It's a good thing my hair grows fast.
Showing posts with label pet peeves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pet peeves. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
My New Look
Oh why, oh why did I do it? I got so tired of my bangs being in my eyes that I took the scissors to them myself. Always a bad idea. My marvelous hairdresser knows better than to cut my bangs too short, (a pet peeve) so they tend to be too long one week after I visit her. Hair in my eyes or parted in the middle is another pet peeve. This new look makes me feel like I'm this gap-toothed child, except she is cuter. Sigh. Bangs are the price for having a forehead that's the size of Texas. It's a good thing my hair grows fast.
Friday, January 25, 2008
No Regrets
We have entered the count-down days of my youngest child’s high school career. She has indeed made a career of it, and her activity level has been dizzying. I am planning the final banquet for the varsity cheerleaders, who just cheered their last game last night. Along with being in the midst of helping plan Project Graduation and pasting together memories for her senior page, there are lots of emotions moving through me.
One feeling is relief. I love working with the kids, but I suspect that teachers often think, “what is WITH these moms?!” I have had the “opportunity” to work with a toxic personality in my volunteer activities these past few years. Toxic people are my top pet peeve. I do not want their slime in my life. Not seeing this woman, hopefully EVER again will be a great relief. It has taken every ounce of diplomacy and patience within me to not react to her. I have never fought back but have gotten slimed regularly. I do not like confrontation, but have often thought, “Am I being a total wimp to let her run all over me and everyone else?” There have been 3 deterrents as I have secretly wanted to wring her neck and march off. One, I am reminded that we are the adults and supposed to be setting the example for our girls. Two, I never ever want to act like her. Three, I truly aspire to live by the law of kindness in all my dealings.
But is there a line? I know I didn’t cross it and I don’t have any regrets. Maybe that’s my answer. No regrets.
One feeling is relief. I love working with the kids, but I suspect that teachers often think, “what is WITH these moms?!” I have had the “opportunity” to work with a toxic personality in my volunteer activities these past few years. Toxic people are my top pet peeve. I do not want their slime in my life. Not seeing this woman, hopefully EVER again will be a great relief. It has taken every ounce of diplomacy and patience within me to not react to her. I have never fought back but have gotten slimed regularly. I do not like confrontation, but have often thought, “Am I being a total wimp to let her run all over me and everyone else?” There have been 3 deterrents as I have secretly wanted to wring her neck and march off. One, I am reminded that we are the adults and supposed to be setting the example for our girls. Two, I never ever want to act like her. Three, I truly aspire to live by the law of kindness in all my dealings.
But is there a line? I know I didn’t cross it and I don’t have any regrets. Maybe that’s my answer. No regrets.
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