Beauty, single mums, and dating..
Ah yes, we can't help it, we do like to look nice for ourselves and our fellas, and in the world we live in, force fed imagery of perfection brought on my much nipping, tucking and airbrushing, we set ourselves unrealistic expectations of how we should look, and how we really do... We think a day of beauty, we think the image above... The reality for some of us though, is more like this...
Slather everything on at once and hope the kids don't figure out you are taking a little you time... Me, my kids have an inbuilt radar, i swear it!!!
I decided to be a little more cleverer today and do everything all at once, it seemed logical to me anyway - however i don't have a brain of a 7yo autistic boy, 6yo clingy and curious daughter, and a 4yo grandson who follows the 6yo everywhere...
So i start mixing my hair dye, the hypnotic red i have had it for about 6 years now and i decided i would also spray myself all over with hair removal cream at the same time.... i also decided so my hair wouldn't fall down and flop about i would wrap my head in cling wrap and keep it all "nice"... so away i go...
Dye nicely through my hair, grab the wrap and start to wind it around my head... This is when Mz 6 spotted me and screwed her face up... "Mummy, what are you doing?" "I'm making sure my hair stays on my head Brielle and so does the red - i don't need it to fall into my eyes and cause me pain!" "No Mummy, that would be silly! Why are you using the plastic for Mummy?" "I just told you Brielle, sweetie" "Oh okay, so you don't get a sore eye?" *insert grumbling* "No, Brielle, so the dye doesn't drop and dribble everywhere and i don't get red all over my face" "But Mummy, your face is always red cause you have old skin!" *steam and grumbling now* "Okay Brielle, i'm thinking of going Trick or Treating, even though i am a week late, and i thought i would go dressed as a strawberry lollipop!" "Wow Mummy, you will look awesome!!"
Yes, humour provides me much comfort and also a much needed release - the sarcasm button allows me not to flip my lid!! LOL
So i go and get myself all set up to do my legs, music playing, fresh towels, and i start to spray the hair removal foam and i hear the door open behind me - it's Mz 6 again coming to investigate, and i have no where to run... At this stage i am thanking all the deities i decided to keep a loose fitting dress on or my butt would have been hanging out for them all to see!! She's looking around and checking out every single nook and cranny where this stuff is - "can i help you Brielle?" "No Mummy, i'm just looking!" "I noticed - ummm i really need alone time right now because you don't need to see all this yet!" "Mummy, can i have a drink?" "Yes you can Brielle, but you need to get it!" *Brielle grumbles* "No Brielle, you can do and have been able to for two years now, go get a drink of water!" "But Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuum.... i'm tired!" *stern look* "Brielle, find a straw then and sip from the toilet if your hands are incapable of clasping a cup at this time of morning and remember you woke me up at 6!! Now leave the bathroom and let me have some private time or you are gonna see things you haven't since the day you were born!!"
She left - she felt me start foaming at the mouth and the can was not in my hands... This is when i lament not having respite or family to palm the kids off to for a few hours; i love my kids dearly, but it's been my experience that what your daughters see Mummy's doing to "look pretty" they are going to copy you regardless of their age...
So she leaves and i pick up the plastic spatula and start to remove it all and the door opens again and it's Alex; "Grandma, Brielle said you were in here!" "Congrats Alex, you found me, now go and have a treat from the cupboard and shut the door behind you!" *sighs* Yes, bribery is not beyond my arsenal of secret parenting strategies...
And of course, as soon as i step into the shower to remove the dye from my hair, the door opens once again; "What are you doing Mummy?" "Painting hunni, did you get your drink yet?? Shut the door and do it please!"
Shower stops running and i start drying myself off and the door opens again and Alex wanders in with Brielle behind him - "Alex needs to go to the toilet Mummy!" "Of course he does, i understand completely. I also understand that we have two toilets in the house and the other one that is unoccupied and 5 steps away is totally unacceptable for him to use!" LMAO It is a wonderful feeling to be loved (re:smothered) by your children, but ya know - sometimes you just want to break out the duct tape and paint them silver!! *grins*
I've decided i have accomplished as much as i am going to today - the yeti has disappeared and i don't look all grey and haggared... mission accomplished - sorta LOL eyebrows tomorrow and toe nails... and i have to admit, i like being a girl, and i like feeling pretty, even if only for a little while... i don't feel i am some kind of glamour, or a beauty queen; i feel quite ordinary most of the time to be perfectly honest, but i do like that self satisfaction of a younger looking you smiling back at you in the bathroom mirror after you finish applying gels and make up...
Somedays, i like being me!!! It's worth the "attention" LOL
Ah yes, we can't help it, we do like to look nice for ourselves and our fellas, and in the world we live in, force fed imagery of perfection brought on my much nipping, tucking and airbrushing, we set ourselves unrealistic expectations of how we should look, and how we really do... We think a day of beauty, we think the image above... The reality for some of us though, is more like this...
Slather everything on at once and hope the kids don't figure out you are taking a little you time... Me, my kids have an inbuilt radar, i swear it!!!
I decided to be a little more cleverer today and do everything all at once, it seemed logical to me anyway - however i don't have a brain of a 7yo autistic boy, 6yo clingy and curious daughter, and a 4yo grandson who follows the 6yo everywhere...
So i start mixing my hair dye, the hypnotic red i have had it for about 6 years now and i decided i would also spray myself all over with hair removal cream at the same time.... i also decided so my hair wouldn't fall down and flop about i would wrap my head in cling wrap and keep it all "nice"... so away i go...
Dye nicely through my hair, grab the wrap and start to wind it around my head... This is when Mz 6 spotted me and screwed her face up... "Mummy, what are you doing?" "I'm making sure my hair stays on my head Brielle and so does the red - i don't need it to fall into my eyes and cause me pain!" "No Mummy, that would be silly! Why are you using the plastic for Mummy?" "I just told you Brielle, sweetie" "Oh okay, so you don't get a sore eye?" *insert grumbling* "No, Brielle, so the dye doesn't drop and dribble everywhere and i don't get red all over my face" "But Mummy, your face is always red cause you have old skin!" *steam and grumbling now* "Okay Brielle, i'm thinking of going Trick or Treating, even though i am a week late, and i thought i would go dressed as a strawberry lollipop!" "Wow Mummy, you will look awesome!!"
Yes, humour provides me much comfort and also a much needed release - the sarcasm button allows me not to flip my lid!! LOL
So i go and get myself all set up to do my legs, music playing, fresh towels, and i start to spray the hair removal foam and i hear the door open behind me - it's Mz 6 again coming to investigate, and i have no where to run... At this stage i am thanking all the deities i decided to keep a loose fitting dress on or my butt would have been hanging out for them all to see!! She's looking around and checking out every single nook and cranny where this stuff is - "can i help you Brielle?" "No Mummy, i'm just looking!" "I noticed - ummm i really need alone time right now because you don't need to see all this yet!" "Mummy, can i have a drink?" "Yes you can Brielle, but you need to get it!" *Brielle grumbles* "No Brielle, you can do and have been able to for two years now, go get a drink of water!" "But Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuum.... i'm tired!" *stern look* "Brielle, find a straw then and sip from the toilet if your hands are incapable of clasping a cup at this time of morning and remember you woke me up at 6!! Now leave the bathroom and let me have some private time or you are gonna see things you haven't since the day you were born!!"
She left - she felt me start foaming at the mouth and the can was not in my hands... This is when i lament not having respite or family to palm the kids off to for a few hours; i love my kids dearly, but it's been my experience that what your daughters see Mummy's doing to "look pretty" they are going to copy you regardless of their age...
So she leaves and i pick up the plastic spatula and start to remove it all and the door opens again and it's Alex; "Grandma, Brielle said you were in here!" "Congrats Alex, you found me, now go and have a treat from the cupboard and shut the door behind you!" *sighs* Yes, bribery is not beyond my arsenal of secret parenting strategies...
And of course, as soon as i step into the shower to remove the dye from my hair, the door opens once again; "What are you doing Mummy?" "Painting hunni, did you get your drink yet?? Shut the door and do it please!"
Shower stops running and i start drying myself off and the door opens again and Alex wanders in with Brielle behind him - "Alex needs to go to the toilet Mummy!" "Of course he does, i understand completely. I also understand that we have two toilets in the house and the other one that is unoccupied and 5 steps away is totally unacceptable for him to use!" LMAO It is a wonderful feeling to be loved (re:smothered) by your children, but ya know - sometimes you just want to break out the duct tape and paint them silver!! *grins*
I've decided i have accomplished as much as i am going to today - the yeti has disappeared and i don't look all grey and haggared... mission accomplished - sorta LOL eyebrows tomorrow and toe nails... and i have to admit, i like being a girl, and i like feeling pretty, even if only for a little while... i don't feel i am some kind of glamour, or a beauty queen; i feel quite ordinary most of the time to be perfectly honest, but i do like that self satisfaction of a younger looking you smiling back at you in the bathroom mirror after you finish applying gels and make up...
Somedays, i like being me!!! It's worth the "attention" LOL
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