There was a little girl,
who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead,
And when she was good,
she was very, very good,
But when she was bad she was horrid.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I'm trying to get rid of those horrid moments, but, just like my curls, they're uncontrolable at times. I wouldn't give them away because they make me who I am, but I would like a break from them occasionally --for both.
The curl in the middle of my forehead is returning. And to further give a hair update, it's basically about the same, but less controlable. I don't like my deli cap anymore than I like a hairnet. Neither presents the image I would like to portray, but what do you do? I wear the darn things. I'm me, with -- or without -- my hair, and with -- or without -- a hairnet. But I definately get hat hair
Kelly invited me to play volleyball tonight with her friends from work. I've never played on sand before can you believe it? Always on grass. We played until the lightening and thunder were directly overhead and the western sky was so dark we really needed to go home to avoid a soaking. It started to pour as soon as we got in the car.
Making friends, making dreams, making money, things are getting better.
About Me
- Meg
- homeschooling mom to 6 (11g, 10b, 8b, 5g, 3g, 2g), wife who loves hot tea and long conversations, older sister who knows how to drive to get late night ice cream, cook who loves lemon meringue pie, reader who loves Jane Austen, runner who needs new shoes, liver of life who loves family and friends, particularly my family
Prayer to Saint Gerard for Protection During Pregnancy
Great Saint Gerard, beloved servant of Jesus Christ, perfect imitator of our meek and humble Savior, and devoted child of the Mother of God, enkindle in my heart one spark of that heavenly of charity which glowed in yours and made you a seraph of love. Glorious Saint Gerard, because, like your Divine Master, you bore without murmur or complaint the calumnies of wicked men when falsely accused of crime, you have been raised up by God as the patron and protector of expectant mothers. Preserve me in the dangers of motherhood, and shield the child I now bear, that it may be brought safely to the light of day and receive the sacrament of baptism.
Baby #2 due October 28, 2007
2 comments:
oh my goodness! do you realize that we both embarked on a volleyball adventure on the exact, same day! I am sure your adventure was far superior to mine...but you can read about mine in my blog :-).
by the way, that longfellow poem is too great! I wish I had a curl in the middle of my forehead...or anywhere on my head for that matter. nothing but straight going on on this head.
Though I admire your reason for sacrificing your hair, I am glad to see it growing in. One of the first things I noticed about you was your wonderful curly head of hair. The second thing I remember about you was in a society where girls pick at thier food you loved to eat. It always made my day when you would gleefully say "Food!!" and then fill your plate.
A woman after my own heart.
Keep in touch.
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