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 okay …
but 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 😉
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 😊
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 😉
