My hair and I have always had issues.  Meaning that I have never liked my hair.  But it continues to follow me around making me look awful all of the time.  Very frustrating.

Not only is my hair very thin and fine, I don’t have a lot of it.  So, it always looks like it is just hanging there all stringy and boring looking.  No matter what I do with it.  When I was younger I would have perms done and soon after my hair would be back to being straight and stringy looking again.  It just won’t hold curl.

I am always jealous of people with nice thick hair.  But you know what?  They don’t like their hair either.  In fact, I don’t think I have ever met a woman who liked her hair. 

Do you love your hair or hate it?  Do you know anyone who really loves their own hair?

My head is exploding with thoughts right now.  I’m afraid that if I write what I am actually thinking that I will regret it one day.  The things I’m thinking about myself right now and the things that I know George thinks about me.  I don’t want a permanent record of them on my blog.  Maybe I’ll feel better just by doing this very vague post.  Doubtful though.

We’ve been talking about and planning a trip to Disney World with my family for a few months.  We were all getting ready to start making our reservations and start making official plans.  And now some people are not able to go.  I know everyone really wanted to go.  And I know everyone is disappointed it’s not going to happen.  Since it was supposed to be an entire family trip we aren’t going to go without everyone.  But, I feel so disappointed and down about the whole thing.

Lately I’ve really been struggling with feeling extremely anxious and depressed.  Planning this trip was sort of helping me to keep those feelings in check.  It kept me distracted and gave me something to look forward to.  And it’s hard to describe- I know my life is good.  Everyone is healthy and we have enough money to pay our bills.  But I worry constantly and feel so anxious all of the time.  So this trip was something I really feel like I needed- something to keep my mind busy and to keep me from falling further into this awful pit of anxiety and depression.

Now it’s not happening and I feel terrible.

Do you have any idea what I want for Christmas?

Neither do I.

I have everything I need.  I have most of the things I want.  I can’t even remember what I got last year for Christmas… well besides the laptop I’m typing on, I do remember that.  But, for the most part Christmas comes and goes with way too many gifts and no one remembers what they got the year before.

You know what I would remember?  For forever and ever?  A trip to a Costa Rica resort.  Oh yes indeed.  I would never forget that.  I would love it if George and I decided not to buy anything for each other but instead took a nice romantic getaway to Coast Rica.  What an amazing gift that would be. If anyone wants to donate towards our trip I’d be happy to give you my PayPal address