Hair update 2015

Seems so frivolous to be talking about my hair in the light of what happened with the Air Asia crash in Indonesia and the craziness in France. But, what's a girl gonna do? (okay, not much of a girl any more).

So in 2014, I cut my hair several times. Chopped off inches and inches of it. Then I left it alone and it grew long again (best way to grow your hair long; leave it alone). I don't like it too long (past the bra strap) because when I'm seated driving, I find that I'm pressing down on my own hair (at the back) and that usually gives me a headache. I also do not tie up or bun up my hair much because lately, I also find that gives me a headache. Which why I am talking about my hair...again.

Picture taken end Dec 2014.

Hair at the back is V-shaped and thus longer than what you see in this pic.

DIY  colour. Natural curls.

 

 

I've been told my permed curls are nice. Thank you but those curls are natural. My hair gets curlier with more layers put in. I finally learnt how to put in my own layers and if you think my curls are nice, then my hairdressing skills can't be that bad, huh? I put in layers because the thickness and heaviness of one length hair got too me. Now, I've still got the length but not the weight.

 

I've been thinking of cutting my hair into a chin length bob so don't be surprised if I do. I don't really care if it means my face looks rounder, chubbier, fatter. Whatever. It's my hair, no? Shorter hair will mean I don't have to struggle with hair flying into my mouth all the time, don't have to use so much shampoo and conditioner, don't have to wait so long for it to dry and don't have to buy 2 boxes of DIY hair dye for each hair dye job. Actually, looking at the above pic, my hair colour isn't so bad, huh? It didn't look too good when I first dyed it but doesn't look to shabby now although the roots need touching up. So what's stopping me?

 

Vanity, thy name is me.

I like how 'sexy' and feminine long hair makes me feel. You cannot imagine how much it helps with the mood when you're in the throes of passion. Muahahaha...

 

Don't have the guts to do it. Don't wanna take 30 seconds to chop it all off only to regret the next morning and have to take 30 months to grow it out again. 

 

Yep. Bummer. Looks like the long hair is here to stay for a while.

 

 



Peaceful endings

I wish for all my readers, peace and love for the year ahead!

2014 was a weird year for me. Possibly the worst year for me as a worker bee and yet in another issue, God provided some respite. It's like I was relieved of a burden but another was given. For the longest time, I prayed for a time when my life would be stress free but lately, I gave it some thought. I think it's not possible. If I had a completely perfect and stress free life, why would Jesus have asked us to be fishers of men? Love one another as I have loved you. Wah, very, very difficult to love my enemies. Very, very tough to even talk to someone who creates trouble for me. But Jesus gave a command. It was not an option. So try to cope, lor. Sigh.

We ended 2014 with a short trip to Batam (again! Yes, I know, again!). This time, it was with our daughter. She went to stay at the palace, sorry, I mean house of her former Junior College mate while the hubs and I roughed it out in our regular horrid, sordid (ok, I exaggerate much) motel, oops, I mean, hotel. Son didn't join us as he was away at camp.

Kid met up with us after her stay and the 3 of us then moved out of the Nagoya area to stay at a beach resort. Not bad. Room with a garden and a sea view. Lovely, lovely view of the sea and the yachts. Very comfortable bed. Am not naming it for fear that it will become as crowded as the beach resort it was next to! Her pal recommended a seafood eating place and we headed there.

Rezeki Seafood Restaurant

and bottom right pic is kid and hubs at the resort during high tide

Ended the year not pigging out so much this year. Probably because I was busy, I just munched here and there so I didn't put on weight. I mean, I am still overweight but I didn't add on any. That's good news in my books! I intend to exercise more this year for health reasons. For some reason, my abdomen has been bloated despite scans clearing me of any cysts or growths. So, since there is nothing inside, it's time to make it deflate!

I digress but since I am talking about weight, let me mention this oddity of a man whom I bump into sometimes at my office canteen. He works at an office near mine. I have always felt uncomfortable with him because I find that he looks me up and down and his words get a bit too close for comfort.
So he mentioned that he could see, I had put on weight. I think I would have flipped my whole nasi ambeng into his face if not for the fact that a thousand other office workers were around me! MISTER WEIRDO, I DO NOT know you well enough and YOU DO NOT know me well enough to tell me you can see I have put on weight! Am I so sensitive about my weight that I go around flipping my lunch at people at the mention of it? No, not really. I am comfortable with my weight. If I was so concerned that I was overweight, would I not be desperately dieting all the time? I diet not. I prefer to go slow and change my eating habits. Anyway, point is, what the heck business it is of a man whom I do not know very well, to talk to me about my weight? Even my husband tells me to not be concerned about my weight as long as I am comfortable with it. So anyway, I didn't empty my entire lunch in his face or lap but I just turned away and talked to other people beside me.

Look, let's say it was another guy, like our regular friendly delivery man who dropped by and we exchanged jokes and he mentioned my weight. I would NOT get offended at all. But this guy I had mentioned, he's always looking me up and down like checking me out. So it seems he's watching my body shape? Socially inadequate to be bringing up my weight while I am enjoying my Malay rice, really! Shoo, go away, you fly, before I swat you with my nasi!

Anyhow, (while wow, long diversion there) we had a couple of parties and we had my former Junior College mates and their families over for dinner after Christmas. I think they had a mild shock seeing the decor of our cluttered house. Good fun it was! It was very good to chat in a relaxed mode as opposed to our usual short restaurant jaunts. Can you believe it has been 30 years since we first met? I'm the one standing up in the pic and yes, that's our place.

Dinner at my place ~ VJC schoolmates from 1985

 I'm not sure what 2015 holds but if I have Jesus on my side, than whom shall I fear?