This will be my first year at Gulf Wars courtesy of Father Dunn’s Jewelry. With luck I will be making a 2 day trip to New Orleans once it is over, but I am also expecting a call from Chace needing a ride from his new duty station in North Carolina. No matter what I will be having a great time!
Bonnie has cut three inches off of my hair and taken the color lighter — almost at my natural color so that the greay can grow out without it being such a shocking line from the previous dye jobs. Looks great, so much healthier!
I know — like I need more! I have briefly discussed doing a trade with one of our dance students who is a tattoo artist. She needs a tribal bra and I want new ink. Laura did the “13″ that is above my UNMATA widow and web. Granted, the black has gotten really splotchy in that tiny bit of ink, but she did do a good job. What I want to add is the string of music notes that go with the opening lines of the Gospel song “Sanctuary”. Granted, the words won’t be there, but the notes should be done slightly fru-fru and start behind my left ear and follow my hairline around until they curl over the top of my Hindu protection symbol that is on the back of my neck. It would be indicative of the power and strength I find in the words, since I hear them often in my head since my buddy Brian made me a CD that had a contemporary version of it. “Oh, Lord prepare me to be a sanctuary … kind and loyal … tried and true … And I’ll be brave when … this world scares me … and be a sanctuary for you.”
I am trying to decide (again!) if I should just let my grey grow out. I absolutely love my grey, but prefer the burgundy dye color to my natural hair color. Whether I color or not I think I need a haircut, because it is looking really straggly lately. I hate having to waste time on stupid decisions like this, but I need to do something about this tangled mass of a mane I am calling my hair.
