Nothing New

Well, not much new to report.

Getting used to the new lack of hair to process each morning.

I'd almost forgotten what it was like to have short hair. I said to myself (and I knew it was me because I recognized the voice) "I'll absolutely LOVE having short hair - I'll have so much more time in the morning to do all the important things, like eat croissants and make lattes at home!" Until I use WAY too much shampoo in the shower and now spend that "extra time" I thought I'd gained each morning rinsing out ridiculously huge amounts of suds and foam from my scalp.

Taking a road trip tomorrow to visit some relatives out of town. Like "in-the-middle-of-nowhere" out of town. Like drive-for-3-hours-until-you-don't-see-another-living-person-and-then-drive-a-little-further out of town. I'll let you know how that plays out. I'm letting K drive because, being a boy, he has to drive and not be a passenger on a long trip. He says it's the law. We're taking my folks with us, mom being sick with some nasty phlegm'ish sort of plague. Is it offensive if I ask her to wear a mask? The day before Mother's Day? Mom I love you but I don't love your phlegm. Please wear this. Pretend you're Michael Jackson. All the cool kids are doing it... but mom as never been one to cave to peer pressure. *dammit*

Big Haircut

Well, I've been thinking about it for a while and finally got up the nerve to do it. Cut 10+ inches off my mane, and donated it to a charity that produces wigs for people that have been victims of some awful diseases. Makes it much easier to part with the locks knowing that it is going to such an awesome cause.

The Secret

Somehow I got a copy of a DVD entitled The Secret. Don't ask me how I got it or who I got it from. Was super excited to see it. Law of attraction, good things happening to good people, positive thinking and all that warm fuzzy stuff. Cool right?

Ok. I really hope I'm not the only idiot out there that didn't realize there were TWO movies called The Secret. At first I thought - oh, that guy from the XFiles is in The Secret. I didn't know the guy from the XFiles is in The Secret. I won't give away the plot of THAT movie but the whole time I'm watching it I'm simply not getting where the positive thinking new age stuff comes in and why there was all sorts of hallaballoo on Oprah about this movie. All I'm thinking is "Freaky Friday" (remember that book from the 80's?).

Here's the trailer for The Secret I saw:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bP9GvhfofNk

And here's the trailer for the movie I THOUGHT I was watching:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=san61qTwWsU

So here's where I become even more of an idiot (no the fact that it took me 2 hours to figure out I was watching the wrong movie wasn't nearly enough to make me feel utterly stupid). I'm talking with my friend on the phone halfway through the movie and I tell her I'm watching The Secret. She's seen it so she asks what part I'm at. I say "oh, the part where she goes back to school as her daughter - kinda like Freaky Friday". On the other end of the line there is *silence*.

We hang up, I watch the rest of the movie and only at the end, figure out it's not the right movie.

I. Feel. Like. An. Idiot.

I guess under this bottle blonde is a true blonde hiding. *shhh* that's the true Secret.

Welcome, welcome

Ok. So I have no idea what I'm doing. Flying by the seat of my pants.

It all started with Facebook. Updating with wild and quirky status updates. Someone says "Hey, you're funny. You should have a blog." So I listen. I don't think that this is my best idea ever but I'll give it a shot - although I don't think funny status updates on Facebook necessarily mean I'm qualified to be a successful blog writer.

Please stop reading here if you are expecting wild and quirky and exciting blog updates. I'm not consistently funny. Randomly funny perhaps, but I'm certainly no Ellen.

So here I am writing about my daily musings. Welcome to my blog, readers. We're in for an interesting ride.

First, a little about myself. I'm weird. Like not all creepy-keep-your-kids-inside kind of weird, but a bit unusual most definitely. I have a strange sense of humour. And by the way I spelled humour, you can guess that I am Canadian. Yes, the wonderful wintery wonderland of Canada. O'Canada. Home to Tim Horton's, Beavers, Mounties and all of the stereotypical imagery outlined in the 2010 Olympic Winter Games Closing Ceremonies. Yup, it must be all true - I saw it on TV - even though I've never once seen a real-live Mountie.

I'm a partner in a graphic design company, a photographer hobby'ist and a self-proclaimed miracle worker. Well, maybe not self-proclaimed. I DO pull off some pretty amazing timelines with work, which in my previous office granted me the title of KMW. Kristi Miracle Worker. It kinda stuck over the years so now I feel I have the right to use the name, and the power - but for good, not evil.

I have cats. Only two, not a house-full like you see on hoarders but two sometimes feels like a house-full. They are my magical fur babies. Until I have real kids, then they'll just be cats because I seriously don't want to be known as the mom that makes her kids call the cats "brothers and sisters". That's just weird (even though I might secretly think that...)

I am married. For 6 blissful months so far. We don't hate each other yet so that's good, right? Everyone keeps asking me how married life is. It's pretty much like "living together life". I mean, what is supposed to change? Guys think that I'm going to magically turn into this control-freak-monster now that K (my husband) has a ring on my finger. Girls think that K is going to turn into this beer-guzzling-out-with-the-boys-till-nagging-wife-calls-him-home-for-dinner type of guy. Neither is true. *Gasp* we're the same people we were before we were married. If anyone has any input on how things will change as the years pass (meaning: what joys I can look forward to), I'd love to hear about it!

That's me in a nutshell. Just a 30-something trying to dig out my own niche in the world, one Kristi Miracle at a time. Enjoy.