Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Short Hair

I have never had short hair. Ever. I think the last time my hair was this short was the bubble gum incident of '84 but my parents are welcome to correct me if I'm wrong.
I'm not even sure why I cut it off. I think it was because at work I have to keep my hair out of my face or it drives me nuts. Plus I keep it up when I'm working outside or in the kitchen at home as when I'm running. So that about describes 95% of my life.


So I went to a nice salon downtown and I pointed to a picture in a book. I think it was this chic only I don't remember the cleavage:













The hair lady, Darlene, pulled out a razor blade. Yes she cut hair with a razor, and an hour later I had short hair.

So now....














I love it! I will admit that it's a little harder to get ready in the morning and I have resigned to using a little product but it's still pretty quick. Plus I thought running with short hair might be a bit annoying but it's not. I actually really like it. Oh and it turns out my hair is curly.
This picture isn't the best shot of it but you get the idea. My hair is now short and I have a hair lady. We'll see how long it lasts.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Is This Bad?

Time management is a constant struggle for any working parent and if you're like me you find yourself making choices that you wish you didn't have to make. They aren't always life or death decisions but more often challenges to your parenting ideals.

For instance:

Last night I really wanted to run and spend some time on another project I have going. The problem is there are only so many hours in the evening. Adeline goes to bed around 7:30 or 8 now so I would have to choose one or the other.
OR
Do one while Adeline was still awake thereby sacrificing precious together coloring and play dough time. (Joel was busy with other things)

So I chose to run while Adeline was awake. I sat her on the couch in the basement and turned on Dora while I ran 3 miles on the treadmill. The timing was perfect, just as the episode finished I was cooling down. But I feel bad doing this. Mainly because I abhor the idea of TV as a babysitter and it promotes my daughter sitting on her butt rather than playing. If I had just let her play while I ran she would have tried to climb onto the treadmill with me. Trust me, we've tried.

The question is: Does my physical activity set a good example for her? (She did sit on the exercise mat with me afterward joining me in my stretching and crunches.) Does that off set a half an hour or mind numbing cartoons? Or am I being selfish and promoting a bad habit for Adeline?