I trimmed my bangs.
I don't think I'm strong enough for the growing out process. It's messy and uncomfortable and awkward. I don't do any of those things well.
Maybe I should buy stock in some sort of headband company?
Maybe I have to have bangs forever now?
Do you think this is how Zooey Deshchanel feels?
The kids and I just returned from a week in balmy Indianapolis. I'm fairly confident that I used any strength I do have to enjoy being cold for seven days. I forgot the type of endurance you have to have to remain sane while living through your fifth month of cold and gray weather. I have been weakened by my Texas living. Forgive me Indiana, I'm confused.
We did have a great time visiting with Grandma and Tractor, hanging with good friends, and just enjoying the luxury of being "home." It never gets old.
It gets very, uncomfortably cold, but never old.
It even snowed one day.
The boys LOVED it.
Stella thought it was AWFUL.
The truth is that cold or not, Indiana has my heart, but coming home to temperatures in the high 80s makes me think my heart may be divided.
Turns out Texas has some high points too, like sunshine.