I finished the pie anyway

Funny things about today

I spent most of the day today drawing my classmates portraits. I'm not suposed to do spend the day drawing anymore...that was when I was at mac..not now.

I was totally completely organized all day long.

I am not exhausted, not worried, not stressed...I'm happy. That's not too funny, but it's worth mentioning anyway.

This pumpkin pie is giving me a headache.

AND I went and saw The Devil Wears Prada tonight with Katie. Oh wow...the verdict isn't out yet, but I think it was pretty good. Any movie that can get me involved is pretty good. I find I'm a bit desensitized to it all most of the time. If there's people being emotional on the movie I'm sitting there being critical of their acting. I loooovvve good acting. But this one's emotions got to me a bit, so I think I liked it. Theatres still make me lonely though, even when cozied up between my sister on one side and the old lady with the bad perfume on the other.

Drawing all day was so much fun! I was under a lot of pressure though, because when I was done the first drawing, my subject ran all over showing everyone, so for the next one I had 6 people standing over my shoulder watching me. WHOA. My hands were shaking. They all wanted to keep their portraits, so I don't have any left except the one Tyna did of me. (She felt bad that I was the only one not getting drawn...aww)

Anyway...I have to go because I am a hairdresser. (??)

I'm tired

Mark 10:13-16

'People were bringing little children to Jesus to have him touch them, but the disciples rebuked them. When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it. " And he took the children in his arms, put his hands on them and blessed them.'

Her name was Sharon

I moved out onto the floor at 8:45 this morning. At 9:30 I got my first Marvel client ever. It was a manicure...phew. I was scared I would have to do color on somebody and have a mental breakdown. She was super nice...so now I'm really excited about becoming a hairdresser again. I didn't think I'd get a client until maybe next week, because the two girls who were out before me were out for 2 weeks before Maria assigned them to anyone. It was way better this way though, I wasn't nervous about it really (unless it was color) but it's always good for me to just do things and not have a lot of time to think about it. Thinking things through carefully is something I do for pretty much everything...which is a good thing unless it comes to things I have to do. Like getting gas for my car...If I think about it I convince myself to put it off for another day. If I look down and think " I need to get gas soon" and then just do it it's way easier. Life lessons..siigh.


I got a $2 tip for the manicure. :D

And when I got home I colored my Mom's hair.

I poked my little brother, and then he chased me to my room and smacked himself on the head on my door knob ( It's a stupid doorknob) and then he cried and I put ice on it and then he stopped crying and said, " What did you do to me again?" and I said, " I poked you..." and he levels a sober gaze at me and says, "That wasn't very nice." He usually is a solemn voice of reason for me. Sets me straight. Pulls my flaws out into the light. Demands respect. When it comes to Benj, if it's not funny, it's not funny. He's so cute.

oops..scanning?

As it says, this is why Miss wasn't at the aba's.
(The hair show I went to in April)



















True story. She spent an hour in a cramped
bathroom with disolving toilet paper cleaning
it up.

The Floor

On Friday I am going 'on the floor' at school. This means I will be moving into the main classroom from the backroom and I can now work on actual people rather than mannequins. I'm excited but kind of sad because I like the back room. We do a lot of the same things over and over, but it's way more relaxed.
Natalie and I permed out mannequins yesterday..that was so fun. It smelled really bad, but I think I love perming. The only perms I don't like are the spiral perms...It takes like 5 hours to do one head of hair. I'll see if I can post a picture of that... It's like cleopatra!
There..this is a picture of my first ever sprial wrap. It took 2 days. The one I did yesterday had even more perm rods because I made the sections the proper size this time. yikes. I really hope no one comes in asking for one of these in my career.
Congratulations to Laura for getting that job!! Big answer to prayer eh?

I so had something to write about that I forget now. Benjamin is sitting on my lap. :) He was spinning on of those uh..things that has answers for everything. I can't remember the name...but anyway, I asked it " Does Benj like me?" and he spun it and it said " No" and I was like " You don't like me!!?" and he's like " Yes, I do!! It's lying!" ha

Me

Guy's night!?

Peter is having some buddies over tonight for a 'Guys' night'. Save me!

I heard about it and said, " Oh cool...what are you doing?" and Peter said, " Uh...we are coming to our house and eating pizza and drinking beer and watching a movie where stuff explodes." so..that's cool. I'm just going to go to my room and read my textbook.

Qimei told me that she wants a loose perm, with big curls, and she wants gray highlights. I was like, " Gray?? why gray?" and she looked confused and told me that she likes gray...so I was like..."ok...but you might look old." and she looked even more confused, but didn't say anything and we went back to our perm wraps and then she said..." Gravy?" and I was like ' what?!" and then it clicked...I was like " OH, you want Gravy highlights!" and I was right, she meant gravy, not gray. I've never heard someone describe a haircolor as gravy.
I've noticed a lot that she doesn't say the end of words, like "porch" That's another story, her husband works at a factory and they are having a 2 week shut down so he gets a holiday whether he likes it or not. I asked her what he was going to do and she said. " He going to be poor" I said, " Aww! it's only 2 weeks!" and she was really confused and tried again and then I realized she said " He going to build porch." but she didn't say the 'ch'. Nice. :) It's a good brain work out to talk to her.
I might be back...

Home

I'm home.
My house is so huge compared to our trailer...space is all around me.

On our way to church this morning we saw a deer running beside the road so Dad slowed down, and then this baby fawn ran out onto the road from the opposite ditch to the deer and they ran down the ditch and the fawn got it's back end stuck in the fence, then broke free (hilarious) and then they both galloped off into the field...it was so cute. I'm not usually all excited about stuff like that.

I haven't cut my nails in a long time...they are causing me trouble now, trying to type...I'm probably just going to have to cut them because they are cutting off my creative flow. lol. I'm going to leave the ones growing on my pinkies because they are curving in towards eachother..it's like the longest nails in the guiness book of world records..except less gross.


The week was really relaxing. I'm tanned slightly, I slept good all the nights except one. Katie and I had lots of heart to hearts. I spent a lot of time reading Boy meets Girl by Joshua Harris. And then I spent a lot of time thinking about what I had read. Katie and I made a newspaper everyday about what we were doing. We seriously had to BS a lot because most of what we did wasn't exciting enough to make the news. Zach said we should make a weekly newspaper at home. But that won't happen, guarenteed.

Peter made Candice food and I'm going to see if I can steal some.

Im back. I went to our church tonight. Ahh...home :) love it.
I am trying desperately to get my life organized. I'm suposed to be a 'good' board member for our yps, a kingdom seeker counselor and a 'not-friend-deserting-friend'. If you were to ask me if I was busy any day for the rest of the month I honestly couldn't tell you. I only know that on tuesday there is a board meeting here which means I need to get groceries tomorrow (mommy I miss you!)

O.k. Naturally the night I'm trying to get organized everyone online wants to talk. :D
by the way, Peter made macaroni and cheese. Gross.

Long brown hair...

I am on holiday and I totally have 16 inches of hair falling down my back.
:D

I asked my teacher for a leave last week and now I'm on it and it feels so good. I needed to get away from that complain parlor. It's really bad, but on the whole I think I can survive another 8 months of this, so long as it doesn't get worse. I was SO tempted to say something today like " Can't we all just agree?". But I'm glad I didn't because I want to live until I'm 20. or longer.

Did I already write about the man who peeks in our window at school during class? Well, he came back. He cups his hands around his eyes and leans on the window peering in at us. If you look at him he stares back eyes wide..unblinking and won't look away. I tried to win a stare contest with him, but Miss told me he'd never leave if I did that. And my classmates didnt like me doing that either because he really creeps them out. I'm more creeped out by the guy who follows me around Giant Tiger when I go there on breaks. " Hi there, how are you today? Are you keeping well? that's good! Oh! do you work at the Marvels? Would it be ok if I dropped by and said hi to you sometime?" Uhhh..no! Once I managed to lose him and then ran out of the store and back to school. Later I saw him walk by the window looking kind of sad. Today I didn't wear my smock (Identifying mark) and hide behind some clothes until he left. It was like playing hide and seek as kids...except way more real.

Oh..I scared Anton. I was a bit overly dramatic on msn when he got on and he thought someone in my family had died.

We are leaving for camping tomorrow morning...not coming back until Sunday! :) Then Peter and I get the house to ourselves. I love that.

How's it doing?

I think all the males I know are watching hockey except the ones in my family. Maybe I should be the man and watch it too.

Nah

I made some shorts tonight. All of my shorts from last year are just weird now. Not that they are out of fashion because shorts don't really go out of fashion. If they did, no one would care about fashion anymore. They are weird because I'm a different shape than I was last year. Weird!

I just found out that John isn't watching hockey, and he's a guy. His t.v. won't get the channel.

I'm going camping with my family next week. I got a leave of absence from my teacher. I like that about my school...it's more like a job that way. I drew a picture for my teacher ( I know, sounds like grade 2) because she told a story a few weeks ago about why she wasn't at the aba's in Toronto and I had to draw it. Too funny. Maybe I'll post it somehow. I was happy to discover that I can still draw. haha

Benjamin is so cute...This morning he said to me, " How's it doing, Tam?" He has heard us say " How's it going" and "How ya doing" hundreds of times and so this is his version. :)

I Never noticed before...

I was talking to Qimei today- about beauty. She said that her and her husband aren't beautiful people, but they are 'good to be together' because of their personalities. Then she said that when you love someone, everything about that person is beautiful. How true is that? I love how some things are true wherever you go. I guess it shouldn't be surprising that we have the same experiences even with different cultures, but it always strikes me.

30th post

This will be my 30th post. It's kind of sad that my 30th has to be typed out on this computer..I hate this computer.

School so far this week has summed up to awful. I don't want to go back tomorrow. It started getting awful last week when I learned some details from a classmates life and then another classmates life and another...and I left feeling all weighed down with what I knew. I actually felt heavy. It hasn't gotten better this week either. It just feels like all the energy at school is gone and everyone is on constant complain mode. (plus they all seem to have large, very serious problems to deal with.) The teachers are stressed too.

I Am so so so happy to be just sitting here at home. Home is really nice. I was sitting there in the middle of this afternoon plotting break out plans and I started thinking about the CYA weekend...It was weird how being there and being here are like different worlds. I had a hard time convincing myself that I had actually been away from school at one point. Pretty crazy. We take things for granted too often. that was a good cliche! But seriously, I am the only person in my entire school who has a normal happy life. Their jaws dropped -not- when I said I had 7 kids in my family, but that the kids in my family are all from the same Mom and Dad. And bigger shocker, Mom and Dad are still married and happy. It's sad isn't it?

Last weekend was fun-good memories to smile about now. :)
Haha..I got an email from a friend inviting me to a facial party and I totally don't want a facial right now-last thing in the world. I am around beautification all day long. I want to be invited to a mud wrestling party. Wouldn't that be fun!!!

MUSIC

So, Music.
PLEASE someone explain to me why music can make some people so angry? Maybe angry isn't the word...passionate, yeah, some people are so passionate in their opinions about music: what they like, and what they don't like. I see friends of mine telling other friends off for their choice of music (and why that choice actually sucks if you haven't noticed I'll take the time to tell you.)
Me: I can't truthfully rule out certain types of music, I always find things I like in all the varieties. There is good rock, and bad rock, good pop and bad pop, good classical and bad classical. (Like the classical my art teacher played us to set the mood during life drawing. lol! Not good. I think my art suffered.)
When it comes to bands I guess I'm a bit more picky. But I generally don't know much behind what comes out of my radio-I don't know the names of lives of the singers/bandplayers...If I do it's because of Ryan and Anton. Mostly Ryan..ha. I don't know where they come from or what they do in their free time. Ok, I know that James Blunt used to be a soldier. But I'll probably forget.
My Problem with music extreemists is how they are really really put off when you listen to a group that doesn't meet their standards. When I think about the friends who have been 'mad' at me for my music choices, they are all guys. WHOA>crazy. Maybe that's part of the problem, different things in music appeal to different audiences.? yeah, I think so. I have had a few music lessons in my life so there are certain things in music that I appreciate more because of that.
Not sure where I'm going with this..and Mom is yelling at me to clear the table. Maybe I'll just edit later.
Oh yeah, and I like Lots of country! Not all country, I think some of it is awful, but sometimes it's only a few songs from a band that are awful and the rest I like. Ever had that?

New thoughts-20 minutes later..
I decided to not post and come back! Actually, according to blogger my blog entry is huge and will take at least 19 minutes to load!
Will people fight me about music? I was thinking while I cleared the table that I may not care as deeply about music as some people and get mad that they get mad, but I should probably let them be that way. So I think it's fine if you are that way, go ahead. I have things that I would get mad at you for too. I have things that I know lots about and am passionate about as well. I love talking about those things and DEF. have opinions. :)

I went to the CYA retreat this weekend. I knew about 4 people really well, and had seen about 3 more before, but when I left on saturday I think I could tell you at least half of their names and loads of other stuff that I learned in the get-to-know-you games. Those games are more fun when you don't know anything about them to begin with. It was nice to go to a Canadian Reformed event. It's refreshing to get away from the usual once in awhile. It was fantastic to...joking, I'll quit. I loved it though, Campfire is a beautiful place. Mosquitos love it there too.
And today was Dan's profession. His church is a lot bigger inside than outside. I was sitting there trying to figure out why I liked it so much inside and realized that it's because of the color red. The ceiling in the church is this beautiful red wood color. mmm...very nice. I love red. I am glad I was born with red hair. haha.

I should write about red hair sometime..I have lots of thoughts on it.
Ok fine, might as well since I'm not talking to anyone online right now. OH wow Laura, your timing amazes me. :)
I've always told my Dad that red heads have the best of both worlds. (brunettes with brains and blondes with the fun thing) Especially if you have blondish red hair. He likes blonde hair. Is it safe to say that a lot of men like blonde hair? I wouldn't go blonde for that reason..ha. Kristen and I were talking about it tonight and we have both wondered if red heads even get married. Personally, hasn't been working out so great. My plan (not God's) was to marry the first guy I went out with. hmm didn't happen, so I tried again, hmmmmdidn't happen. Now I'm single and picky.
Something I've wondered about red heads is if people treat us differently. If that's so then those few guys who thought my hair was 'brown' even after years of knowing me are my only true friends. lol. I don't think I am treated differently, but then I wouldn't know would I? please comment. Someone told me that most guys will fall in love with a red head in their life time. Haha..that's funny. I like that one. I've also read an article about how ancient painters always put red hair on the bad women in their paintings. And lastly, a man came into the store where I worked one evening and told me that red heads are going to be non existant in 40 years. I took that to mean that no more babies would be born with red hair, not that I was going to die in the next 40.... but I think he's crazy.