Sarkasmo - posts tagged 'redhead'

New hairs.

Sat, 30 Jul 2011 16:43:47 GMT

New hairs.
I wanted a pedicure, ended up with a haircut instead. For what it's worth, 25 years is the amount of time it takes for me to completely forget that I don't want layers in my hair. I was missing my curls, though. Now I have them back. I think when this grows out an inch, it'll be perfect.

I got mah hairs cut!

Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:18:23 GMT

I got mah hairs cut!
I was complaining to Darren a couple of hours ago that my hair was too long. He offered to help with that, so I washed my hair and sat on the kitchen chair. He did a great job!

Alternate 7 Days

Sun, 19 Sep 2010 21:47:59 GMT

Alternate 7 Days
It didn't fit with the theme, though.

7 days, day 5 - out of focus

Wed, 24 Mar 2010 23:45:02 GMT

7 days, day 5 - out of focus
Today I went to the doctor and found out that I have an ovarian cyst that's 11cm x 8cm. 11cm is just over 4 inches. So this cyst is hanging onto my ovary (my doctor has a French accent, she calls it a 'hovary') and squishing other things around. The only way to find out if it's a bad cyst or a benign cyst is surgery with a 3-day hospital stay. Since it's rather large, she's removing that whole ovary. One's enough anyhow, and since I don't plan on using it for pregnancy purposes, she's also agreed to tie the tube on the other side. Silver lining, I guess.

This picture sums up how I feel today, camera strap and blurriness included. I know the theme for Day 5 is dinner. Darren is cooking dinner as I upload this photo. That's about as close as I can get.

-bonk-

Mon, 22 Mar 2010 04:11:08 GMT

-bonk-
Can I just tell you how much I adore a cat that headbutts? Because I will. For hours, if you don't stop me.

I thought he was looking at the camera

Mon, 22 Mar 2010 04:10:36 GMT

I thought he was looking at the camera

7 Days, day 2 - Style

Mon, 22 Mar 2010 04:10:02 GMT

7 Days, day 2 - Style
It's the braids. That's my hairstyle today. Or it could be how the redheads are hanging out together, because that's our style. I'm rather fashion-impaired, so I wasn't about to show off my wardrobe style.

52 weeks, week 17 - NEW WATER BOTTLE

Sat, 13 Mar 2010 00:51:36 GMT

52 weeks, week 17 - NEW WATER BOTTLE
This one has a straw and it sips and it has grippy parts around the middle and the cap, and the lid has a swoopy thing that I can carry with one finger, and it's pink so I won't lose it. Also, the straw part has a tab so if my hands aren't entirely clean, I can open and close it with my thumb.

52 Weeks - Week 13

Mon, 08 Feb 2010 05:26:11 GMT

52 Weeks - Week 13
Sitting at the computer, Packet's behind me on Her Chair (all of the chairs are Her Chair).

52 Weeks, Week 12: She kissed me with TONGUE.

Mon, 01 Feb 2010 04:03:59 GMT

52 Weeks, Week 12: She kissed me with TONGUE.
Sophie kissed me today. A lot. I'm allergic to dogs, but thanks to Nasonex, I can touch them and be in the same house where they've been. BTW, my eyes are closed because her kisses were going all the way up my face, into my eyeballs.

So this week I'm sharing 10 things you might not know about me. I've had trouble coming up with things that actually fit into the "people might not know this" category, since I tend to overshare in my comments on other photos. Anyway, here we go!

1. I like to spell things correctly, and I like to correct other people's spelling. Even if I don't say anything out loud, if there's a misspelling, my eyes will find it and I'll make a mental note. I will also calculate the chances that it was a typo (for example, "We're going to higher some new employees," vs "We're going to hire some new employees."). This on-the-fly proofreading used to include grammar errors, too, but thanks to the Internet I let a lot of that slide now.

But not apostrophes. I do not let apostrophes slide.

2. I truly believe that I'm a different person now than I was for most of my childhood. I think Mom told me that before Katie was born, I was quiet and didn't like loud environments, and that never changed (if it's true), but that's probably the only thing. At some point, I got it into my head that showing any vulnerability would be a bad thing, and now that I look back, I'm pretty ashamed of how I treated everyone until I was at least 18.

3. I have a thing about eye boogers. That stuff that collects in the corners of eyes. Opti-glop, nocturnuggets, whatever you call it, it bugs the hell out of me. It's nothing for me to turn my eyelids inside out to make sure NONE of that stuff is in my head. I will also wipe it out of my pets' eyes as well as other people's pets' eyes. I'm pretty sure it's a good thing I have good eyesight, since glasses are uncomfortable and I'm constantly touching my eyes.

4. I'm never having kids. For a minute, back when we got married, Darren and I tossed the idea around, but no. I never wanted a baby of my own when I was growing up, and I thought I'd get some kind of maternal urge in my 30s, but it never showed up. I like taking care of Packet, but she's a cat. She pretty much potty-trained herself, she doesn't run around screaming or throwing tantrums, and I can leave her at home when I go shopping. I'm not really anti-baby; I like watching other people's babies grow up on Flickr, I do. Darren and I are simply very-very protective of our "our" time. We take naps, we stay up late, we watch shows with "adult themes" without batting an eye, we eat meals when we feel like it, and we sleep in if we can.

5. I look forward to holding dual citizenship with Canada and the USA. I'm more proud of the US than I was growing up, probably thanks in no small part to 9/11 and my dad. However, I also like living in Canada with my Canadian husband, around my Canadian friends. Maybe I don't drink beer or coffee, but I do like hockey, snow, mild summers, and governments with more than two major political parties. Right now I have permanent residency here; I'll be eligible for citizenship in April of next year.

6. I had something really terrible happen to me when I was younger, and I blocked it from my memory. My hand to God, I never really thought that was possible for people to do until I remembered it. Now I don't trust my own brain as much anymore. What else is it hiding? >.> Even if something is horrible, I would rather know it than have it hidden from me, and my brain (of all brains) should be the one to know that about me.

7. I used to read books all the time. In grade school, I would read books and write book report summaries for them over the summer so they'd be ready for me during the school year. I couldn't sleep at night unless I had something to read. I went through the entire Nancy Drew series in, like, 3rd grade (maybe 4th). I tried to read The Exorcist, but my mom found it and I never did get to the end. I read about ghosts, poltergeists, hauntings, and all things paranormal. I also researched things like street drugs - not because I was interested in doing drugs, but I wanted to know why so many people talked about them. I can only imagine how many things I'd have taught myself if I'd had the Internet back then.

Now? I like reading in the bathroom - anything at all, be it shampoo bottles or books - but aside from that, I prefer audiobooks. I like being able to knit and read, wash dishes and read, walk and read, drive and read. I think that's why reading books only appeals to me in the bathroom anymore. That's one of those "better not try multi-tasking" situations.

8. Never been to college. I hated school so much, I was glad to get out of high school and not very eager to jump back in. I know I have some smarts, and I could maybe apply them to bettering the world in some way, and some sort of post-secondary schooling will be required for me to land a job that isn't the dreaded customer service (customer service jobs have sucked faith from my soul, and that's no lie), but here I am at age 37 and I still haven't the foggiest clue what sort of career would make me happy. I don't even know what to look for while I'm waiting to find something to make me happy.

9. Remember that documentary on HBO back in the early 80s about Nostradamus? The one where he predicted the world would end in, like, May of 1984 (or maybe it was 1986)? I saw that and totally believed it. I was petrified for at least a year and a half that the Earth would be hit by an asteroid or some Hitler-esque tyrant would kill me in a concentration camp. Years later, I saw Red Dawn and realized that's EXACTLY what I had thought was going to happen (if not the asteroid thing). I still hate thinking about dying, but my main concern was that I'd die a mere child, stuck in school and never having experienced much outside of school. I really hated school.

10. I'm a quitter. I don't really stick with things. I stopped taking piano lessons, I stopped playing saxophone (though I honestly think that was doing the world a favor), I dropped out of band, I never pursued an education past high school, and I'm not even going to list all the little crafty pursuits I've devoted my life to, then wandered away from.

So believe me when I say that I believe in soulmates. It bugs the shit out of me when things sound corny like this, but dammit, this is my 10 things, and I have to mention Darren. I'd like to tell you about all the weird things, little and big, that I had to endure to get to the point where Darren and I first crossed paths, but some of it's really private and some of it's the bad stuff I mentioned earlier. The end result is that I met Darren online, but not at a dating site. It was just a random bulletin-board style chat site where I was hanging out with some Internet friends when this Canadian guy wandered in. I still don't know why the words he typed interested me any more than the words that anyone else typed - no one I knew owned a digital camera or a scanner, so avatars were just clip art back then. 12 years later, I'm married to him (we've been married for over 10), and he's been my best friend this whole time. Better than my best friend. He's truly and honestly the only person who just gets me. When I think about the fact that we spent maybe two months actually together before we got married, it blows my mind. That's not even two months in a row, either. That's a week or so here, a week or so there, and a few weeks before the wedding. And then everything after that. And he still loves me. And I still love him.

Well, I haven't quit knitting. I've been doing that for a little over 10 years, too, which is also surprising. Darren still places much higher than knitting, though. I give a lot of my knitting away, but I'd fight to the death to keep Darren by me. Possibly using knitting needles.

Senior picture

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:55:35 GMT

Senior picture
Because I needed bangs with hair this curly, I guess.

First grade, painful pigtails

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:55:14 GMT

First grade, painful pigtails
And partially grown-in front teeth.

And then later that day...

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:55:07 GMT

And then later that day...
This is a true story: After leaving Olan Mills, and I was running with my eyes closed and I slipped and fell in a huge, deep mud puddle. My mom laughed her ass off and asked me why I didn't see the puddle, and I indignantly replied: 'IT'S NOT FUNNY! I WAS RUNNING WITH MY EYES CLOSED!'

Then we had to cover the backseat with blankets and newspapers just so I could sit in the car. And we didn't go straight home.

1979, my aunt's wedding

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:55:03 GMT

1979, my aunt's wedding
My mom yanked one of my front teeth out right before the wedding. I was 6.

So young, and the sarcasm was already there

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:54:58 GMT

So young, and the sarcasm was already there
'Yeah, so take the picture already. Quit shaking that fricking teddy bear around.'

Also, this is an Olan Mills picture.

7 Days, Day 5 - Silver

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 20:34:46 GMT

7 Days, Day 5 - Silver
Of COURSE I was going to show off my new silver wedding band for day 5...but I'm also having a pretty good hair day.

Clearly, I have things to learn about framing self-portraits

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 20:34:24 GMT

Clearly, I have things to learn about framing self-portraits
I'm so used to my point-and-shoot. This was supposed to be a picture of my ring, which is NOT EVEN IN THE SHOT. That's also why I'm making such a dumb face.

Halfway-decent hair day

Fri, 23 Oct 2009 21:41:38 GMT

Halfway-decent hair day
This is what it's come to: it's a big deal when I take the time to blow-dry my hair with the diffuser. It happens so infrequently that I'd actually started to think my hair was losing its curl. No, the curls are still there.

Spiral Shawl

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 22:03:16 GMT

Spiral Shawl
In action. I need a wall that isn't white.

Just making sure it's on.

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 22:02:53 GMT

Just making sure it's on.
Before modeling the spiral shawl

365.075 - Tess straightened my hair

Mon, 16 Mar 2009 16:58:02 GMT

365.075 - Tess straightened my hair
My hair didn't like being straightened. You could practically hear it trying to suck moisture from the air and sproing back into curls. I didn't mind it at all, because I'll sit through just about anything as long as someone's playing with my hair. Packet was unaffected by the change, but Darren said, 'Your hair looks really....flat.' The curls are back now.

365.056 - I'm not chewing on my hair

Tue, 24 Feb 2009 19:06:26 GMT

365.056 - I'm not chewing on my hair
Darren sees me doing this and tells me to stop chewing on my hair. I'm not. I like to rub it on my lips. I actually do that with lots of soft things. So there.

365.053 - Patience is almost a year old!

Sat, 21 Feb 2009 18:28:42 GMT

365.053 - Patience is almost a year old!
We're going to have to start using giant, exaggerated air quotes when we talk about THE BABY, since she's about as big as her mommy now and is going to be much bigger. Doesn't she make a gorgeous redhead?

365.029 - Once again, a last minute SP

Sat, 31 Jan 2009 05:28:10 GMT

365.029 - Once again, a last minute SP
Once 11pm rolls around, if I don't already have a 365 photo, I'm pretty much guaranteed not to even try for creativity. Sorry about that. I'll try to take extra bike rides this summer to make up for it.

Lexie braided my hair

Wed, 20 Aug 2008 03:17:55 GMT

Lexie braided my hair
She braided my hair a LOT.

You have to have an attitude to pull of this hairdo

Wed, 20 Aug 2008 03:15:27 GMT

You have to have an attitude to pull of this hairdo
Braids courtesy of Lexie.

So I got a new camera

Thu, 17 Jul 2008 01:04:17 GMT

So I got a new camera
Clearly, we need to spend some time getting to know one another.