So can I talk about hair for a moment? Last week I went to the salon to get my annual summer highlights - nothing like a few golden locks to make my eyes sparkle and get me thinking sunshine! Well, this time I walked out a bit "blonder" than my usual...in fact, a bit uncomfortably blonde for my taste. You know how when you leave the salon and you keep catching yourself in the mirror and you either think "damn I look good" or "oh god, what are the chances I can get in and out of Rite Aid without running into someone I know, buy the right color to rectify this disaster and justify the fact that I just spent $85 only to spend $10 more to end up with the same color I started with." All right I'll be honest, it's not that bad...but I did consider going back to maybe have it "toned down" a bit. But then not but 15 minutes later, my thoughts moved on to all different sorts of stuff...the blonde long forgotten...
And do you know that one of my thoughts was "remember to check the Vera Bradly website to see if they have scarves". And do you know why I thought that? I thought that because my dear friend Sallie (CK owner down in Philly) was diagnosed with Breast Cancer this past fall and is now going through her chemo treatments. Sallie and I have had many conversations about hair. I absolutely love Sallie's frank honesty about her hair...she says quite frankly "I'm vain, I don't want to be bald". She has shopped for wigs (and purchased one), but she's worried about the summer heat and she has been warned that her scalp will become very sensitive and the wig might be downright uncomfortable. During our last conversation she just sighed and said "maybe I will just do the scarf thing". Sallie has admitted that she really thinks she could go through this whole process and be okay (double mastectomy, chemo, radiation and drug therapy) if only she didn't have to lose her hair.
...so back to my conversation about hair...I'm thinking about my blonde...I'm thinking about buying a scarf for Sallie...and the light bulb goes off. No no, not the obvious light bulb, the "be thankful you have hair Andria" it was more a realization of my (and I think "our") relationship with our hair.
I obviously color my hair and I do this mostly to cover up gray, and why do I do this?...because I think that dark brown hair with a bunch stray grays is just downright ugly okay? I then started to think of the women in my life and their hair... Annie in my office has made it quite clear that should she die, her 80's "poof" better go with her to the grave...I truly think she would have a bad day if her bangs were not at least 2 inches high. And then there is my beautiful mother who has gone from golden brown, to bombshell blonde and back to a dark chestnut all in the last decade (and openly admits it's not fair that she was born with fine thin hair)... My sister jokes that she is not really sure what her true hair color is... And men are not exempt from this you know...show me a man who WANTS to go bald. Why do you think there are so many jokes about the "comb over"? Oh really...none of this is bad or meant to poke fun...this is who we are and it's okay...but it did hit home to me how difficult this diagnosis can be for women. Isn't it amazing that we can be stripped of our breasts and not mind it as much as our hair?
So I'll be keeping my blonde I think. Not because I want to try and "feel" a bit of the pain that Sallie is going through (trust me...she would laugh and say "I wouldn't do it for you"!), but rather just to put things in perspective. So next time you see me and think "wow, I wonder if she knows how blonde she is?" Yes, yes I do.
29 March 2008
Can we talk about hair?
So can I talk about hair for a moment? Last week I went to the salon to get my annual summer highlights - nothing like a few golden locks to make my eyes sparkle and get me thinking sunshine! Well, this time I walked out a bit "blonder" than my usual...in fact, a bit uncomfortably blonde for my taste. You know how when you leave the salon and you keep catching yourself in the mirror and you either think "damn I look good" or "oh god, what are the chances I can get in and out of Rite Aid without running into someone I know, buy the right color to rectify this disaster and justify the fact that I just spent $85 only to spend $10 more to end up with the same color I started with." All right I'll be honest, it's not that bad...but I did consider going back to maybe have it "toned down" a bit. But then not but 15 minutes later, my thoughts moved on to all different sorts of stuff...the blonde long forgotten...
And do you know that one of my thoughts was "remember to check the Vera Bradly website to see if they have scarves". And do you know why I thought that? I thought that because my dear friend Sallie (CK owner down in Philly) was diagnosed with Breast Cancer this past fall and is now going through her chemo treatments. Sallie and I have had many conversations about hair. I absolutely love Sallie's frank honesty about her hair...she says quite frankly "I'm vain, I don't want to be bald". She has shopped for wigs (and purchased one), but she's worried about the summer heat and she has been warned that her scalp will become very sensitive and the wig might be downright uncomfortable. During our last conversation she just sighed and said "maybe I will just do the scarf thing". Sallie has admitted that she really thinks she could go through this whole process and be okay (double mastectomy, chemo, radiation and drug therapy) if only she didn't have to lose her hair.
...so back to my conversation about hair...I'm thinking about my blonde...I'm thinking about buying a scarf for Sallie...and the light bulb goes off. No no, not the obvious light bulb, the "be thankful you have hair Andria" it was more a realization of my (and I think "our") relationship with our hair.
I obviously color my hair and I do this mostly to cover up gray, and why do I do this?...because I think that dark brown hair with a bunch stray grays is just downright ugly okay? I then started to think of the women in my life and their hair... Annie in my office has made it quite clear that should she die, her 80's "poof" better go with her to the grave...I truly think she would have a bad day if her bangs were not at least 2 inches high. And then there is my beautiful mother who has gone from golden brown, to bombshell blonde and back to a dark chestnut all in the last decade (and openly admits it's not fair that she was born with fine thin hair)... My sister jokes that she is not really sure what her true hair color is... And men are not exempt from this you know...show me a man who WANTS to go bald. Why do you think there are so many jokes about the "comb over"? Oh really...none of this is bad or meant to poke fun...this is who we are and it's okay...but it did hit home to me how difficult this diagnosis can be for women. Isn't it amazing that we can be stripped of our breasts and not mind it as much as our hair?
So I'll be keeping my blonde I think. Not because I want to try and "feel" a bit of the pain that Sallie is going through (trust me...she would laugh and say "I wouldn't do it for you"!), but rather just to put things in perspective. So next time you see me and think "wow, I wonder if she knows how blonde she is?" Yes, yes I do.
27 March 2008
Busy Spring
23 March 2008
Seasons + Food + Color
I have a wonderful friend of the family named Anne. Anne (among many other things) teaches a macrobiotic cooking class that I have attended numerous times. I love Anne's classes for the food yes, but equally for the conversations, for Anne's inviting home/kitchen and for the education that goes way beyond a recipe. Anne asks you to think about food in a new way. Anne teaches about eating real, local, seasonal food. There are two classes; one in the Spring and one in the Autumn. One of the things I remember vividly from the classes was the discussion about the seasons ~ when the seasons change (especially here in PA where we have true seasons), so do our thoughts about food, clothes, activities etc. In the Spring for instance, we begin to be hungry for foods that grow in the Spring - asparagus and strawberries for example. We begin to shed layers of clothes - even a little early, in anticipation of what is to come.
I think about this concept each spring (and fall) and I believe it extends way beyond food. I think about color. When I dress for Thanksgiving and Christmas I certainly don't think of pulling out my mint green wool sweater. And when is the last time you shopped for a Yankee Candle? Winter scents are browns, golden yellows, reds and forest green. The scents correspond to the seasons just as much as the color...I highly doubt that Pumpkin Spice is a top June seller. No one season is any better than the next, and I argue that the beauty of living with seasons is the anticipation of each one. Because just as much as we love a big bowl of chili with a slab of corn bread on a cold January evening, we enjoy a grilled burger and a cold beer in July.
For me, this past Easter weekend was a great excuse to use color and food to celebrate Spring in the form of cupcakes ~ lemon, strawberry and devils food! My mother has long taught me about food presentation - food must look as good (if not better) than it tastes. I enjoyed so much baking the cupcakes, experimenting with icing + food coloring and playing with sprinkles. I loved that these would be fun for my kids and I loved that they would look pretty on the Easter table as well. They were pretty to look at, because they were the colors of spring and that's what I'm ready for. Now don't get me wrong, my dear friend Anne probably would not approve of the cupcakes, but I know she would approve of the enjoyment that making them brought me! Food is to bring us together; so as each of us finished our dinner and wandered over to the dessert table to chose our cupcake and to select the flavor and color that most inspired us - they did just that. We sat discussing family and traditions, pealing the paper cups back from our cupcakes, we talked about a summer wedding to come and dishes that needed to be done, we licked the petal pink icing from our fingers and laughed and talked some more. These moments, these conversations that evolve around food...even pink, green and blue food...food that was prepared with love...would make Anne smile I believe...and yes, I venture to bet, even eat one of her own!
20 March 2008
Checking in
19 March 2008
18 March 2008
Our impact
Leo Buscaglia : The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no ticker-tape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor. But that does not lessen our possible impact, for there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give. Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have a potential to turn a life around. It's overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt.16 March 2008
Absent
12 March 2008
A Wink and a Smile
~Harry Connick Jr.
09 March 2008
08 March 2008
Molasses cookies
07 March 2008
Making the ordinary, delightful
04 March 2008
Through the eyes
Keep Calm
This hangs in my office...however I'm thinking I need one at home too... 01 March 2008
Snowboarding + updates
Coop snowboarding! Is that cool or what? Last weekend after the snow, the boys found an old cheep snowboard that someone left behind and before we knew it Coop had it mastered.
Other things going on around here... Well, our hot water heater died last night. Why is it that hot water heaters don't die in August? John spent the day replacing --- can I just tell you how wonderful it is to have a handy husband? The new hot water heater was $350 - installation would have cost $220...lucky lucky me.
Finally updated the side bar of the blog a bit...I still have more to add, but wanted to get started. If you're anything like me, you have your favorite blogs/websites...I have copied them out of my favorites and into the blog. Set the Table has a few food blogs I love - I visit a lot, but these three are my current favorites. Visual Inspiration is photography - I love 3191 - love the concept - two friends 3191 miles apart having a daily photo conversation. Their first project was A Year of Mornings which is being made into a book - they are now doing A Year of Evenings---totally worth checking out.
Things making me happy today:
1.) Mom comes home tonight
2.) Spring is 19 days away
3.) The Comcast Turtles
4.) Rice Krispie treats with cranberries & toasted pumpkin seeds (LOVE these)
5.) Hot water
6.) Water for Elephants - still really enjoying
7.) 50 degrees on Monday

