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Oh Boy!

yikesA couple of things to report…So here in Virginia, well in my part of Virginia, we got about 5 inches of snow. Maybe more, I don’t exactly keep a gauge outside or check the weather, I’m only guessing based on how much is sitting on top of the bird feeders. Anyway, it was enough that kept me inside. I went to the grocery store last night after going to the movies. We saw ‘Sing’. You know, the one with the dancing pig? It was decent. I only wish the lady next to me hadn’t eaten onions and believed in freely belching in my direction. It was pretty disgusting. The movie made me laugh a few times. And who knew Scarlett Johansson could sing?

But that was the end of my evening. It began in the salon chair, 12 hours earlier than that. I got a haircut about 3 weeks ago and the style wasn’t exactly working for me. I cursed and cringed everyday, but avoided calling and expressing my heartburn over the hairdo. As if telling them might make a worse cut out of the situation. Like sending a burger back to the kitchen and having someone spit in it, or something. So…I wish I’d trusted my gut. I called, and they were too happy to “fix” it. Mind you, I love my stylist. She’s the best, but after I had heart palpitations seeing all my hair end up on the ground, I’m rethinking how much I love her. I. have. no. hair. No, really. None. Okay, so a little. Have you ever seen ‘Steel Magnolias’ when Julia Roberts gets all her hair cut off because she’s sick? Yeah, that about sums it up. I wanted to cry…pull my coat over my head…wear a disguise to work. My four boys are now sporting longer hair than me. Yikes. So I have a wig, hair growth vitamins, and a box or two of tissues to get me through the few weeks to grow an inch. 😦

Subject change…The snow has delayed my son returning to college. Not that I mind! 🙂 It’s been so nice having him home. So what if the laundry heap is higher, and the amount of food to make grows larger…I’ll take it!

Yet another subject…(it’s the short hair, I can’t even think long-term anymore!) Now I’ve got to get back to writing my next book! “Searching for Sarah” is coming along. My heroine is inspired by Jennifer Garner. What a sweet girl. She got the raw end of the deal with Ben, I feel. Really? You need a nanny when you have that sweet, pretty girl that’s your wife? I’ll make sure to give her a stand-up guy in my story! How does Kevin Costner sound?kevin_costner

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As Fate Would Have It

KEVINLast week I had it all planned out–new book, new characters, and new city. That was last week. And although I rolled that plot around in my head for days, perfecting it, finding the holes, and sewing up others…it got thrown to the back burner! As in, slammed to the back burner. I woke up Friday to an entirely different story. A meatier one. I think I’m going to be two authors. One who writes romantic, light-hearted pieces and another one who writes deeper ones. A little less on the funny side, heavy on the introspect.

So, this one rolling around in my daydreams stars none other than Kevin Costner. Don’t you just love this guy? I think I fell in love with him in “The Bodyguard”, or was it “For Love of the Game”? Take your pick. He’s a total classic.

And then we have Jennifer Garner. She’s such a good girl–wholesome, nurturing, wants to see the best in people. This will be my heroine. Isn’t she pretty? Another classic. Well not really that old to be a classic yet, but give her another ten years.

Jennifer Garner wallpaper (66)I’ve got so much to do on this story, furthermore, so much to do in my real life. Although I am tickled pink to have such a rich story awaiting the pages of my processor, I only have a week to prepare for all the back to school madness. Everyone has received their schedules, most of the supplies have been purchased, and I’m preparing myself for the departure of college boy. Perhaps this sidetrack of a new story came at the perfect time, after all!

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The Wedding Ring Conundrum

wedding-rings-on-black-handswedding-rings-and-hands-black-4iwwiixrI turned on the news this morning and was amazed, as usual, to hear what is making headlines. There seems to be a lot of talk about Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner still wearing their wedding rings. As if it’s anyone’s business or a big deal. Who cares if they’re wearing giant, one-eyed parrots on their shoulders? But, it made me ponder the whole wedding ring conundrum. Personally, I don’t wear mine very much. If there’s an occasion and I’m dressing up I will put it on, or I’ll wear it for a few weeks and then put it away for a month. It just depends on my mood. What annoys me is when other people think it’s disrespectful or trashy not to wear one when you’re married. My comeback to them is, does wearing the ring make me more married? Am I only married when I’m wearing it? I know guys who cheat while wearing their wedding ring, and women, for that matter. Is it against some law of married conduct not to wear a ring? Who made up such a conduct?

With the Ben and Jen crisis going on:) I thought I’d take a look at the origin of the infamous wedding rings. It seems they date back many centuries ago in Europe. You see, 3,000 years ago, in ancient Egypt, during the engagement period, the man and woman would each wear a ring, usually made of a reed. It was a symbol of eternity, signifying their never ending love for one another. When they married, the two rings were then joined by a braid and the woman fashioned it on her left ring finger, where they believed a vein was housed, leading directly to the heart. (I feel my heart swoon just imagining the romanticism of it all:))

That was the single ring ceremony; the double ring ceremony is used in the United States. And until the 20th century, only women wore them. Then came a push to have men wear the rings, as well. Perhaps another gimmick to sell more jewelry, or the fact that equality was being attempted. After the wedding, the rings are worn on the fourth finger to display the couple’s external love for one another. It has become tradition and etiquette to do so. My feeling, as expressed in an earlier post, is that I don’t need a ring to show someone my love and devotion. Therefore, you will not find a ring at all times on my finger. I find it crazy that the media and fans of Ben and Jen are so wrapped up about the sight of their rings in the midst of their divorce. Divorce specialists, whomever they are, note that the power couple are sending a message to the public and to their children that they are united in their desire to co-parent. And, they think wearing a ring is going to do this? Who cares what the world thinks? Furthermore, do they think the ring has magical powers? Perhaps if they took their vows to heart, none of the outwardly crap would matter. “Till death do us part,” right? I don’t need a ring to remind myself of who I married or the fact that I am married. My morality guides me, not a piece of metal.

On a separate note, I probably would totally wear the ring all the times, if it had been a braid of the two of ours in which we wore singularly as an engaged couple. Now that’s romantic. Bling is not.