Missing hair

I got my hair taken off yesturady morning. The lady who did it was quite sweet. She was 23 and she talked to me about her boyfriend and his children the entire time. It was neat. I wasnt expecting to hear about children in the story but they have been together for 3 and 1/2 years so they seem to be doing pretty well. Against most peoples predictions.

ANyways, at first i was a little sad with my hair because as she was drying it it was making itself into a big puff ball on my head. i thought i had a tennis ball head. but then she added some very light product that tamed down my poof head and i felt much better.

My mom and sister love it and Dave said it looked good. You never know if it is just said because it has to be but i will take it as an honest complement.

Im afraid to wash it this morning though. See, they style it but i dont know how. So, if I want it to look any good, it usually requires me to leave it for as long as possible. I dont have product and i dont have a hair dryer. And if it sucks and i cant do it, its too short to pu ll back. I cant even pull it half back... So, it could be a disaster. And im not sure if i want to find that out today or tomorrow. i have a bit of time to decide.

It certainly is odd, though, to run your hands through your hair and have it stop before your shoulders when it used to go down your back. Its like "ah, im missing hair!"

Gabriel Colin Van Dyk

At 12:45 pm on the 17th of February my nephew was born.

It wasnt the same as the last two of my sisters births however. Gabriel is starting his time in the world with a fight. He couldnt breath when he came out. I guess there is a bunch of phlegm in his lungs that the doctors cant get out. So, once he was born he was swooped away from my sister and brother in law and sent to intensive care where he is in an incubator with oxygen.

He seems to be doing better already but still hasnt managed to get rid of the phlegm.

A touching thing though. My sister wasnt allowed to hold him. It wasnt until this morning that she was permitted to finally hold her baby and she did so because a nurse felt it was a good thing for the both of them. Normally when Gabriel is held or touched they have to turn up his oxygen because he starts breathing less. Jo got to hold him and the doctor actually had to turn off the oxygen because Gabriel starting breathing perfectly normally on his own. My sister got to hold her baby for a whole hour and he seemed to do really well while in his moms arms. Amazing what certin touching can do eh? It just took a mothers touch to keep him happy.

He is still in an incubator and being watched. He also has tubes in him everywhere. Its a sad sight to see but he is a beautiful baby. He came in the world with a fight and may he continue to grow into a warrior for God. May he keep on fighting.

Pause!

I dont know how many of you will believe this but it really is true.

Today i was walking outside ( the weather is absolutely brutal at the moment) and i had to walk right into the wind. As i was struggling to take steps i actually had a long moment where my foot was in the air but i wasnt moving. It must have looked like i had been put on pause. You know those pictures of people in mid step? That was me. It was so bad, i was trying to move forward and i was staying perfectly still. The wind was pushing me so hard and i was finding it hard to breathe too. Once tyhe wind died down i kind of fell into the step i was trying to take and i tried to get to the next street as fast as I could so i could change my direction.

Thats all i thought i would share. i was a human on Pause.

A most wonderful Valentines Day

I have always believed Valentines Day to be overrated and really quite stupid. Guys rushing out to buy girls flowers at the last minute, girls frustrated to find the perfect gift for their guy... it was and is all about buying something for someone to show them you care. I dont believe it really works that way though.

Dave arrived at my place to pick me up at around 6. while i was walking up the stairs to leave, he mentionned that he made me something and that I would have to help him bring it into my place. I got outside and what should be in the truck, but a table and four chairs. He built me a table and chairs. He knew i needed one so he made it. It is beautiful too. He painted parts of it forest green which really makes the wood look beautiful. He was up until early hours in the morning doing the finishing work... What as sweetheart.

The we went out for dinner at Le Baton Rouge. Nice place but you can feel out of place if you arent used to eating a fancy places. Dave said he felt slightly out of place but i have gone to fancy places and i felt just fine. We tried catching amovie after that but it didnt work out so he just came over and saw some of my baby pictures and my groeing up stages. I think it worked out for the best.

I had bought Dave tickets to David Copperfield thinking he really wanted to go. I was wrong. He wanted to get his parents tickets to go... so im still trying to figure out if i can return them or sell them to someone else. See what happens when you spend money you dont have? It comes back to haunt you. Dave said he would enjoy the show but since i cant go with him he really wasnt to enthused about going. Since i thought he really wanted to go i thought it wouldnt matter if i was there so much, since it should be an amazing show. Either way, it entreched my feelings about Valentines Day. Work on something from the heart rather then with money. i am thankful i wrote him a letter and made him a card and some cookies. At least those things were from my heart.

Either way, i loved Tuesday the 14th. I was in amazing company and I learned a lesson i already knew but this time it is really learned and i succeeded in getting over my screw up with no tears at all.

I hope everyone else had a great Valentines day. If not, my friend once told me "Happy Single Awareness Day!".

WAAA!

My skin is crawling. DO any of you ever get that? If anything touches it it feels as though my skin is trying to run away from the touch. I Am cold and i havent stepped outside into the freezing weather yet my face feels hot. My throat is killing me and my nose occasionally gets all stuffed up. It hurts to eat so i have had very little today and i agreed to take someones shift tonight. Thats not the worst of it. I am in charge of a youth retreat that starts tomorrow and if i feel like this it is going to suck so much. All i want is to snuggle in bed with company and just listen to them or sleep knowing they are there...

I am currently wearing my tuque inside as well as two shirts and a blanket, tights and pants (which are fleece) and socks and i am still cold. Im not walking to work tonight. I refuse. I will spoil myself (tho not too much) by taking the bus to work. It means i get an extra 20 mins at home where i can be at least warmer then i fear outside will be.

I want to eat but i dont. Everytime i think of food it makes me feel sick yet i am hungry. I had soup today. It still hurt going down but not as much as what a bagel would do i bet. And i am talking semi funny. And you k now sick breath? i have it. If you dont know what it is its gross. And no matter how often i brush it stays. thinking makes me want to cry.

Im gonna go put more layers on.

How Come...?

Why is it that whenever I have someone who is trying to sell me something i cant just say "sorry im not interested"?

Yesturday i got a call from someone from HBC rewards and they managed to sign me up for some sort of insurance thing. The moment i get it I will be calling to cancel it. Why didnt i save myself the trouble and simply say i wasnt interested? Cause i dont like interrupting.

Today i got a call from some lady. She saw my poster for ESL tutoring and so i though i had a potential job. She asked me if i was looking for extra income and then went on this long rant about how i should come to this information session...bla bla bla. So tomorrow i am going to be attending an information session for something that i dont even understand. I dont wish to sell health products and i bet i am part of this ladies pay check. Why do i even answer my phone?

I got a call from the blood donation clinic. They had me make and appointment to donate blood. I actually did show up too but they had an hour wait so i just left. They then called me and asked why i missed my appointment and if i wanted to reschedule. I told them it was inconvenient for me so no i didnt. But honestly, couldnt i have said that before the first appointment i made?

SO, the moral of this story is, honestly, dont agree to anything you arent interested in. Learn to just say "not interested" or "NO" or even just hang up. Now i have to go meet some 65 uyeat old woman and attend some stupid meeting and waste my time on a Saturday for somethign i know i wont follow up with. Sheesh! the webs i weave. Learn from me. Im not terribly happy about my fear of saying no.