Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Kennedy Legacy Gone

Look out friends, I am getting a little political here.

Can someone tell me how the Republicans won the Massachusetts seat?  For the first time in about a bizillion years the Democrats have a majority and supposedly some real power.  And the for the first time about a bizillion years this state will be represented by a Republican.

Yes, i consider myself a liberal and yes I am a registered Democrat.  But I do vote according to issues, or at least I like to think i do.  It wouldn't bother me that a Republican won this seat if I could tell what platform he won it promoting.

Granted I am embarrassed that the democrat candidate (and a female) made some campaigning gaffes.  Not quite Palin level but still.  However I did not see any debates, I did not hear an issue banter.  Obama goes up to bat for her and still she loses.  Will healthcare reform ever happen?  I am depressingly starting to believe it won't.  But Mass. won't be as affected as NY, so do they care as much?

Have we all given up?  Seems like there is so much that needs to be fixed that the only thing we can focus on is the nebulas CHANGE.  I never liked that concept - change for change purposes.  I prefer planning, compromise and realism over fear, politicking and secrecy.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Change your hair

A while ago, a friend send me a card stating you better like your hair now because once you turn 40 you never change it.  I laughed at the time complimenting the Hallmark humor.  But it is amazing how a haircut can change my perspective.

When I was younger I changed my hairstyle constantly.  After college, the only time my real color was exposed was for my wedding pictures and that's only because my mom insisted on it.  I have been a blonde, brunette, even a red head.  This head has experienced asymetrical, bobbed, long, short and even shaved styles.  You could almost track my priorities, my worries and my insecurities by the hair style I worn.

Now that I am older, I don't seem to make those changes any more. It could be that I have learned better coping mechanisms or that maybe I am less vain (hmmm).  But its been several years since I have worn my hair in this pretty much same style.  Time for a change.

I went into my salon, where Bill (the beautiful, fabulous and brilliant man who has accepted me as a client) agreed that a change was necessary.  Actually , I cannot make a change unless Bill lets me.  It is a complicated relationship that we women share with our stylists.

So if my "concerns and considerations" are truly reflected in my hairstyle, looks like I am interested in acting my age, in reflecting a pulled together adult with credibility.  That could mean I am feeling a little insecure and need stability.  It could mean that I feel a little out of control.  IT could also simply mean that the blonde looked washed out, the ends looked damaged and the over all effect was tired.

Let's see what I am feeling in another 2 months when I revisit Bill