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Saturday, November 26, 2022

FEELING A CHRISTMASSY MOOD 😊

Pentatonix – ‘We Need A Little Christmas’ song:

I woke up this morning thinking I needed to get some gray eyeshadow – I had worn three gray tops this past week with a plum-shade eyeshadow: that’s okaybut I wanted some gray. So, I decided to drive to Scappoose to buy some 😊

I buy 95% of my makeup in Scappoose (and 5% in Centralia) because I can’t find what I want locally. Scappoose and Centralia are closest to larger cities, so they stock more ritzy stuff – and as you have noticed, seeing the selfies I post here – I LIKE GLITZY COLOR: clothes, makeup, shoes, ect. (if I could find glitter hairspray, I’d use it!) I like color in my world.

Until the Fall of last year, I hadn’t worn makeup for at least 40 years; there were reasons for that, but those reasons no longer apply: so, I’m diving into the color pool with gusto, now. Makeup-wise. Clothes-wise. Shoes-wise. Granny’s stepping up her game, in her old age πŸ˜‰

I put a pot of coffee on to perk – I like perked coffee (thank you Grandma Smalley for the perker pot!) while I washed and dried my hair.

Then I pulled some jeans on, and a thermal top – nothing fancy today. The weekend is when I relax everything … my mind, my body, my hair, my spirit. E.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. I relax everything back to the bare basics on every level. My mind gets a rest from the world’s chaotic craziness. My body gets a rest from the weekday exercises. My hair gets a rest from the blow dryer, curling iron, and hairspray. My face gets a rest from the makeup routine. And my spirit gets refreshed. Getting back to basics is a 24-hour necessity.

On my way out the door, I got a text from Mr. Complication. He cares about me: I texted back I’d drive safe … and off I went.

Smiling. Mr. Complication is becoming a real complication. In a good way … I think (he’s upsetting what I thought was a ‘set’ situation in the saga of My Life to date). I like knowing that someone cares if I live or die. I like knowing that I am lovable {just the way I am}. I like knowing that someone actually spends time thinking about me (and lets me know it). Mr. Complication gets me out of my head; and puts my heart in a good place: he puts a smile on my face, and a lightness in my heart. I like that.

I listened to Christmas songs on the radio, as I drove to Scappoose, and back home again. And I didn’t shed one tear – or quickly change the station; my heart isn’t sad this season.

I bought my wanted gray eyeshadow; and then some! I gave into my Flamingo side, and bought every shade I didn’t yet have in my color cache.

I bought another Christmas Cactus.

I bought festive car fresheners.

I added a blue-hued New Year’s beverage indulgence to my cart …

I grabbed a festive jarred pillar candle – I haven’t had to use my inhaler for six month’s (since Mother’s Day), so I’m reasonably certain I can light this candle and enjoy the scent, without fear of dying when I do so.

I also grabbed a box of small candy canes on my way to the cashier, to make festive ice cubes with.

I was getting into the Christmassy vibe, big time 😊

I couldn't resist it - fire engine red petals, with fuchsia throat. Very festive looking.
This air freshener smells WONDERFUL!
New Life Change unfolding ... am I ready?
Granny's 'Flamingo' indulgence πŸ˜‰
Pink lash primer - this should be interesting.
I am a 'sensitive' ... the first time using it, will be telling.
Extra Car Fresheners.
Segrem's is vodka - but I bought it anyway; I never could drink vodka without falling alseep, practically immediately (Bob didn't believe that until he witnessed it). But, I do like a blue colored colada ;-)
Candy Cane Ice Cubes; pulverized canes, 1.8 tsp to a 'cube'; the powdered candy cane bits take on a life of their own, when water fills the trays.
Another indulgence - SMELLS GREAT! Very piney ... and I'm trusting my asthma healing πŸ˜Š

It’s been a while since I’ve felt even a teeny-weeny tinge of a Christmassy mood.

3¾ years; to be exact.

But Mr. Complication has changed all that πŸ˜‰

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