Ever since I started getting gray hair-- I hit the bottle. That is to say I went to WalMart or Target or City Market and bought whatever cheap-ola hair dye crap they had. French Roast one month, Brazilian Brown the next. My mom is always telling me that as you get older, you want to go lighter or else you look more wrinkled. 

Anyway, you may remember that my cute niece Mia is in beauty school. Well this weekend she was in town and she cut and colored my hair (one benefit to being too lazy to get your hair did is that it gets really long and as it stands it is halfway down my back. Never mind what my mom says about middle aged ladies with long hair).

Mia gave me the lecture on buying product at the grocery store and told me that my hair is about 50 different colors from top to bottom.  So she took me back close to what is probably my natural color (that is my original natural color minus the gray).


I kind of love it this dark.  Sorry mom.

PS: Red lipstick is forever in style in my book : )

I thought I better use it or lose it.

Where have I been?  Just doing stuff.  Mostly working.  That is all.  Nothing earth shattering. Work and (of late) working out.  It is T minus 3 weeks until I am on the sunny shores of Cozumel.  My body is better suited to hiding under massive coats and strategically placed scarves. Ha!

Oh-- I just endured a Mr. Toad's Wild Ride of a weekend.

Spring time in the Rockies. I tell ya.

Saturday was gorgeous. Matt and I got up early and went and had blood drawn at the 9 NEWS Health Fair at the high school. Why? Because that is what middle aged people do.  If you are a male and middle aged you also get your blood checked for prostrate issues.  Fun.

On the way home -- we were lucky enough to run into a garage sale. First of the season.  Woohoo.  What did I score?? A brand spanking new Schwinn cruiser-- perfect for riding around the lake. I did not take a pic-- but this is what it looks like:

$5 is what I paid.

I also got a (faux?) Coach purse in perfect condition for $1.  I am really off to a good start this season!  I need to make out a garage sale list for the summer. I  really want to find a Le Creuset Dutch oven for under $20.

Preferably one like this orange one.

But I will take any color I find.

So anyway, moving on to Sunday.  Matt and I were volunteering at a charity walk for the SANE (sexual assault nurse examiner) Program  at our hospital.  BONE CHILLING, ICE IN YO FACE COLD does not even begin to describe the longest mile and a half I have ever walked.

Here are a couple of pics that I managed to take between complaints:

Oh and this is really Colorado and not Mt. Everest. Promise.







BTW-- there was a delicious catered lunch once we got to the hospital.  PS:  I wanted to cry on my way there, but there was a four year old walking right next to me the entire way who did not complain for one second. She thought it was a great adventure. Little mountain girl! .

check out the entertainment.   HA!

Anway, good thing I decided that the event called for a an extra dose of mascara.  What was I thinking???




Are you thinking what I am?  I really need to do something about that frown wrinkle right?  I am on it. I am getting botox on that this week. It has finally come to this.  I am not even lying and I don't care who knows.