Friday, March 27, 2009

more than a shampoo....

You know the idiosyncrasies that you don't notice about yourself until somebody else notices? I have one. Multiple shampoos and conditioners. I have a lot of them. Robert has pointed this out and he's right, I do have lots of hair care items. It's not necessarily on purpose or that I'm constantly buying them, I somehow seem to accumulate shampoos, conditioners and deep conditioners. I completely blame my mother for this. The woman buys detergent at the dollar store to save money, yet insists that she, my sister and I used "good" shampoo. Every time I go home or she comes to Dallas we have to stop at the salon so she can buy me an Aveda product. "Good hair is important," she says. I'm not complaining, it's fabulous. Aveda-making people smile, one bottle at a time.

She's been like this since I can remember. When I was little I can recall seeing the Nexus bottles in her shower that I wasn't allowed to use. I was probably mad about that because I was really into my hair in grade school. I was consistently fighting with my bangs to look right. Every morning I fought the battle with my curling iron and hair spray. Scary. Later on when I was in middle school, she started using Nioxin, it smelled like peppermint and I always felt special when I was used it, she had become more generous in her later years (maybe she felt bad because she had my sister..ha, jk). I'm not sure what happened in my mom's shampoo life from this period til she discovered Aveda. She might have fallen off the band wagon of salon shampoos and dabbled in Herbal Essences, but about my junior year of college she had a complete about face.

She has always had opinions about my hair. If I got highlights my mom would have to rate the colorist, "Not as good as your last one." or "Oh, you need to keep going to him, he knows what he's doing with your hair." So, I knew I was in for something when she asked me out of the blue, "What shampoo are you using?". I remember being caught off guard. I had a part time job and I had been getting more frequent lectures from both parents about trying to cut back on taking money from their "money tree" and she was worried about my quality of shampoo? Confusion.

We stopped that day and she bought me the Aveda Damage Remedy shampoo, conditioner and deep treatment. She said that my hair looked fried and it needed help. She was probably right, I chi-ed it to death everyday. Even since, I've tried all sorts of wonderful Aveda products. There's Shampure, Brilliant, Sap Moss and on and on, but it was the Damage Remedy that caused the replenishing I needed. My mom claims that it "brought my hair back to life". Gees, was it that bad, Mom? I guess so. Anyway...we like Aveda, we're believers, so this explains allllllll of my hair products.

Last year about this time, I was in the shower, you know washing my hair like I normally would and I found my self staring at the bottle of shampoo I was using. It was called, Color Conserve. I remember sighing heavily because my life felt colorless. I felt colorless. I wanted the color back, my happiness and simply the ability to be myself again. Credit card debt, uncertainty that I should live in Dallas, my Granny's recent diagnosis of cancer and the incorrect way I dealt with it all had sucked the color out of me. I stared at that bottle of shampoo wishing that there was a product that I could apply that would "conserve" my color. That wouldn't let things in life wear on me, that I could be the same person that I was before I made mistakes and before things were complicated. I put the bottle down and looked at my other shampoos and conditioners. Hello, Smooth Infusion. I remember wishing that this one literally could be applied and produce the effect of "smoothness" in my life. Then, I see the old faithful shampoo that brought "my hair back to life" - Damage Remedy. I remember sincerely wishing that Damage Remedy would work. That if I used it, it would fix the damage in my life. I wish it would fix my Granny, it would pay my bills, I wish it could tell me where I'm supposed to live and if I was on the right track. I want the damage out of my life and I want the color back and at that point I didn't know how to get there.

That's the thing about life, trials and tribulations are inevitable and there isn't usually a quick fix, but eventually light and purpose can be found in dark moments. A little while after that emotional shower I realized that I did have a Damage Remedy - It was God and my relationship and access to Him. I did have a Color Conserve - It was my family and friends that God placed in my life. I did have Smooth Infusion - It was faith that my prayers would be answered in some fashion, no matter how hard that was to believe. It wasn't easy to realize these things, but somehow, I did....Aveda- more than just a shampoo. ha.

I have a little book called Hope for Each Day by Billy Graham. This was the reading a week or so ago and I feel like it sort of relates to this. Enjoy :)

Life with a capital "L"

The Son gives life to whom He will. -John 5:21

The moment you come to Christ, the Spirit of God brings the life of God into you and you begin to live. For the first time you begin to live with a capital "L". There's a spring in your step, a joy in your soul, and a peace in your heart. Life has taken on a new outlook.

There's a whole new direction to your life, because now the Spirit of God has implanted within you the very life of God, Himself, who is eternal. And that means you will live as long as God lives!

Too many Christians let themselves get bogged down by the cares and routines of daily living. Don't let that happen to you. Ask God to help you live each day with eternity in view.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

false alarm. i almost had a heart attack.

Okay, so, thanks to Sarah (she teaches me everything) I have become a bigger fan of Radiohead in the last year. I've always liked them, mostly because I randomly bought OK Computer during a retail therapy session at Target in Lubbock right after I transferred from OU to Texas Tech. Those were trying times and I attribute OK Computer to getting me through that fall semester- hmmm, maybe, OK Computer along with a lot of prayer and a lot of alcohol. God works in mysterious, mysterious ways.

Thank you OK Computer.

Anyway, back to present day Radiohead reflections, I didn't know they had such an underground network of intellectual, Thom Yorke obsessed fans until this past year. They do and they deserve it, lyrically and musically they seem to always hit the mark.

Currently, my favorite cd is In Rainbows and just now I looked up the lyrics to 15 Step because one of my favorite words is etcetera. It just says so much. I love it. So, of course, I love how Thom sings "Etcetera, etcetera" in 15 Step and I wasn't sure what he said after. Since it's sllllloowww at RPI today, I thought I would quench my curiosity and look up the lyrics. The song like most of theirs seems to have some layers that I wanted to uncover. To my horror when I Googled the lyrics and clicked on the link the icon below appeared with the lyrics for 15 Step underneath.

Immediate panic arose. No way. 15 Step on NOW 30? Radiohead is on a NOW cd? No. Matchbox 20 can be on a NOW cd and Lady Gaga can be on NOW 30, Radiohead cannot. Granted, I think I owned NOW 6 in high school. Whew, that felt good to get out, talk about skeletons in the closet. Back to my NOW 30/15 Step anxiety- immediate research was executed and I discovered that I assumed too quickly. The huge NOW 30 icon was only but a mere advertisement. Phew. That can really throw a girl off.

So, I thought, in honor of 15 Step NOT being on NOW 30 that we should all enjoy these lyrics from our modern day Shakespeare. (I took it to far, didn't I?) Related Side Note: When Robert was drunk on St.Patricks day (Hi Robert! You're cute!) he told me that Trey Anastasio said that if Jay-Z was born 300 years ago he would have been Beethoven. Okay? Is this legit or does Robert just need to stop binge drinking? I guess the appropriate question would be, is Trey Anastasio right or does he need to put down the pipe/bong/drug paraphernalia?

Alrighty...enjoy a spoon full of Radiohead, it helps the medicine go down in the most delightful way. I bet that's the first time, Radiohead and Mary Poppins have been combined. Except in my own head that is...jk, jk.

How come I end up where I started
How come I end up where I went wrong
Won't take my eyes off the ball again
You reel me out and you cut the string.

How come I end up where I started
How come I end up where I went wrong
Won't take my eyes off the ball again
First you reel me out and then you cut the string

You used to be all right
What happened?
Did the cat get your tongue?
Did your string come undone?
One by one
One by one
It comes to us all
It's as soft as your pillow

You used to be all right
What happened?
Etcetera, etcetera
Fads for whatever
Fifteen steps
Then a sheer drop

How come I end up where I started?
How come I end up where I went wrong
Won't take my eyes off the ball again
You reel me out and you cut the string.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

I heart RPI

I know I talk about work a lot, but I really am convinced that our office is unlike any other. For example, please read the below email regarding what we are doing this afternoon...

Sent: Thursday, March 05, 2009 1:33 PM
Subject: 1st annual Postum Picture Pitcher Party "PPPP"

Please accept this email an as invitation to RPI’s 1st annual PPPP at 2:00 on Thursday, March 12. Proceeds from Postum will pay for a pitcher of margaritas and some munchies to share.

If we all have our pictures here by Wednesday morning, Cory has volunteered to scan them so we can look at them on the TV. If possible, bring a baby photo, a grade school/middle school photo and a high school photo. Embarrassing (but nothing that would scandalize) would be fun. Or just something no one would believe is a young you.

Let me know as soon as possible if this day/time doesn’t work for anyone.


Postum is truly the gift that keeps on giving here at RPI. I get to drink tequila this afternoon and look at old pictures of Cory?? How did I get to be so lucky?? I'll be making the margaritas and Kay's will have an extra shot in it. I hope this gets really awkward and sloppy.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Free Salad day at Eatzis???

Cory just walked into the office claiming that it was "free salad day at Eatzi's". The little price tag that they stick on the salad to determine the price was.....wait for it....wait for it.......BLANK. Is this a fluke? Is this fate? Is Cory blessed by the lunch angels? He did get free chips at Qudoba once. He claims that he signed his credit card receipt and it was only four dollars for two Pellegrinos and his salad. Confusion then struck him, "This should be more like $14." he claims ran through his head; the cashier just put the salad in his bag, which caused him to peer into the bag and notice the mysterious unmarked price tag.

What gets me is that he just waltzed out of the store? Did he even ask someone what was going on? Granted, times are tough and if life hands you a free $9 salad, you take the free $9 salad, but is that ethical? Who am I kidding, it's Cory...Cory believes that whatever Cory does is always right. So there you go.

Just thought I'd let the Dallas citizens know that today could possibly be "free salad day" at Eatzi's. So head on down and be sure to pair yours with a Pellegrino (or two) just like C-Mac did.

Ahhhh! He just walked by with a classic C-Mac quote:

"Everything tastes better when it's free."

Does it Cory? Are you homeless? Who wants to bet he says something in his facebook status about the free salad?