I apologize for the weird titles, I just was thinking about how I always have so much to say, but i have the hardest time labeling and tittling i mean titling (teehee) my posts. I don't know why. I have the same issue with my paintings. The painting process usually just pours out of me, but when it comes to titling the piece when I'm all done, I've had to frequently ask friends, 'so, what would you name this? help me out!'
That little rant was not at all what I came here to say. I'm quite smitten with how things are going right now. It's christmas!! I can't believe it's already here. This year has been rough on me, but looking back, it's been a great year for learning and growing. I got through it all, and came out great. Looking back, it doesn't even seem like it was ever that bad. It could have always been worse, and I'm very thankful for my health and for the health and safety of those I love. It could always be worse, and I sometimes feel bad for complaining, when I know that others have it 10, 20, 30 times worse than I do. But we all have our moments of 'woe is me' and I'm just thankful to have gotten through mine. My year is closing up rather well, and I'm excited to start a new year, with all of my new decisions, my new career choices, new home, and maybe even a new great girl. Great girl. C.
In my last post, I had talked about a new girl, but like so many others, she quickly turned out to be not for me. Luckily just a couple days later, I started talking to this girl C. From the very beginning, we've pretty much agreed on everything. We seem to have so much in common that at times it's rather scary, and we both keep saying that we're just waiting for something to happen, cuz it almost seems to good to be true. We haven't met yet, but I can safely say that I don't think I've ever enjoyed getting to really know someone as much as I do with her. We'll frequently have phone conversations that easily last 4 to 6 hours before we even know it. We just can't stop talking. I really enjoy listening to her and hearing about her life stories, and for some crazy reason, she's just as eager to listen to me ramble on and on. We're planning to meet the day after christmas, this saturday coming up. She lives about 3 hours north, and I'll be going up there for the weekend. At times, just like any other 'blind date', I get nervous thinking that maybe there won't be a spark or something... just normal wonderings I guess, but I honestly feel like we know each other so well it feels like we've already met kinda. Weird I know, but I just already feel so comfortable with her. And we've already said that in some weird alternate universe, if we happen to not be as great a match as we're thinking we are, at least we've gotten a new great friend out of it. I've just really enjoyed talking to her, finally finding someone that i have so much in common with, and so many of the same ideals about life. so.... wish me luck next weekend.
Oh wowwwwww, I just got a call from an old friend that moved to New Orleans a while ago, with news that he's moving back here. I'm soooo excited!! I can't wait to see him, that kid would have me rolling he was so funny. Great news!
Oh, and may I just say that I hate the new Target christmas commercials. I think that all of them are weird and awkward and just all really horribly written. I just hate them and they make me clench my teeth everything they come on lol. Worst commercials ever.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Paintinggg
So I finished this painting a couple weeks ago. I had put an ad on craigslist for my paintings, and that I was looking for new work if someone was interested... and this guy emailed me back that day and said he had been looking for a local artist to do 3 pieces for him. This was the first of 3:
First... let me say that I am a wee 5'1. this painting is almost as big as I am, to the point where it was difficult to get from one place to the next. it's 36in by 48in. Biggest painting I've ever done. Here's a close up of her face (keep in mind that this face is way bigger than an actual human face!)
It took me a total of 32 hours to complete it. He sent me a picture of what he wanted, and I did it, adding a touch of my own in places here and there. It's a 'Dia de los Muertos' painting, and when I was all finished, it was difficult to let go of. So far, this has been my 'Mt. Everest' of paintings, and when you spend that much time with something, creating something, and putting your heart and soul into it, it becomes a part of you. It wasn't even really my style, but it didn't matter in the end. I love it. and best of all, he LOVED IT. And i loved the super big payout that I got for it hehe. And now I'm totally excited because since he's seen what I can do, he has all these other ideas for the two other paintings, and it's gonna be awesome. I can't even tell you how much satisfaction you get out of getting paid to do what you really love. It's an amazing feeling. And I'm starting to feel really great about my abilities and where they're going to take me. I feel so completely blessed and lucky, even if I'm not religious haha.
Here's another one I did last month, this was for a client of mine, and she loved it too.
This one's a little smaller, only 28in by 34in (or close to that i think). The texture on it is paper mache, and crushed seashells. The purple was done because it's her nephew that has Hodgkin's Lymphoma (I talked about him in a previous post, Shae), and purple is the awareness color for it. She's redecorating her house, and quite a few rooms have a lot of purple in them.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
holy crap.
Ok so... I've just had a crazy night. What's so horrible is that my two dude roommates and I are laughing about it. It's actually not that funny... but we can't help it.
Ok I had a client to do at her house tonight, and I left my house around 645. Prior to that and earlier in the day, my roommates Sheri and Brandon were decorating the christmas tree, and I was doing my sister's hair, and Sheri and I were drinking eggnog and rum, the premixed kind from the liquor store. I had one and a half glasses, and that was enough to make me buzz a bit, and enough for me to feel the need to take a cat nap before going to my client. Sheri had finished off the first bottle of the nog and rum, and also gone up to bed to take a nap around 4 or so. Around 6, she comes downstairs, and I'm getting set up to go to my client. She's obviously still drunk, as she'd had a lot more to drink than I had. Brandon had already left to go to work. I leave to go do my client.
I get home around 9:40, and I find Sheri completely passed out and laying flat on her back on our hardwood floor, in the middle of the living room. She's breathing, actually snoring, but as I try to wake her up, I realize she's in a completely deep sleep and not waking up at all, no matter what I do. I call my friend who used to be an EMT, and she tells me to push my knuckles into her chest plate hard enough that she's need to wake up to respond to the pain. That didn't work. I scream right in her face and even go as far as to slap her, but nothing worked. I'm starting to freak out. I decided to call 911, which I've never had to do before. Her boyfriend gets home right as the EMT's get here (I had called him already to let him know what's going on) and shortly after, Brandon also walked in the door. They can't wake her up either, but they take her vitals and say that she's ok, just literally so drunk that she's not responding to anything. Before they got here, I'd also seen that she'd drank the entire second bottle of egg nog and rum. The empty bottle was in the trash.
Anyway, they take her away, and as of now, she's still sound asleep and laying in the hospital. The emt's were actually giggling after we knew that she was ok, just really drunk, and we couldn't help but giggle too. I know it sounds horrible, but trust me, you had to be there, we're all just trying to wake her up, and she's snoring away so peacefully. She actually even made this really really loud snoring sound when they picked her up to put her on the stretcher.
She doesn't drink a lot, so this was all completely unexpected. Chris, her boyfriend is staying with her overnight, cuz we don't want her to wake up alone in the hospital, especially since they took her pants off, and she doesn't wear underwear lol. Brandon and I decided to go home after we talked to the nurses, they said they basically can't do anything else until she wakes up. It's gonna be one hell of a hangover.
It was scary as shit to walk into the house and find her laying there like that, but I can't wait to tell her about how loudly she was snoring as we were all trying to wake her up. She'll be fine.
Ok I had a client to do at her house tonight, and I left my house around 645. Prior to that and earlier in the day, my roommates Sheri and Brandon were decorating the christmas tree, and I was doing my sister's hair, and Sheri and I were drinking eggnog and rum, the premixed kind from the liquor store. I had one and a half glasses, and that was enough to make me buzz a bit, and enough for me to feel the need to take a cat nap before going to my client. Sheri had finished off the first bottle of the nog and rum, and also gone up to bed to take a nap around 4 or so. Around 6, she comes downstairs, and I'm getting set up to go to my client. She's obviously still drunk, as she'd had a lot more to drink than I had. Brandon had already left to go to work. I leave to go do my client.
I get home around 9:40, and I find Sheri completely passed out and laying flat on her back on our hardwood floor, in the middle of the living room. She's breathing, actually snoring, but as I try to wake her up, I realize she's in a completely deep sleep and not waking up at all, no matter what I do. I call my friend who used to be an EMT, and she tells me to push my knuckles into her chest plate hard enough that she's need to wake up to respond to the pain. That didn't work. I scream right in her face and even go as far as to slap her, but nothing worked. I'm starting to freak out. I decided to call 911, which I've never had to do before. Her boyfriend gets home right as the EMT's get here (I had called him already to let him know what's going on) and shortly after, Brandon also walked in the door. They can't wake her up either, but they take her vitals and say that she's ok, just literally so drunk that she's not responding to anything. Before they got here, I'd also seen that she'd drank the entire second bottle of egg nog and rum. The empty bottle was in the trash.
Anyway, they take her away, and as of now, she's still sound asleep and laying in the hospital. The emt's were actually giggling after we knew that she was ok, just really drunk, and we couldn't help but giggle too. I know it sounds horrible, but trust me, you had to be there, we're all just trying to wake her up, and she's snoring away so peacefully. She actually even made this really really loud snoring sound when they picked her up to put her on the stretcher.
She doesn't drink a lot, so this was all completely unexpected. Chris, her boyfriend is staying with her overnight, cuz we don't want her to wake up alone in the hospital, especially since they took her pants off, and she doesn't wear underwear lol. Brandon and I decided to go home after we talked to the nurses, they said they basically can't do anything else until she wakes up. It's gonna be one hell of a hangover.
It was scary as shit to walk into the house and find her laying there like that, but I can't wait to tell her about how loudly she was snoring as we were all trying to wake her up. She'll be fine.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
WELL HELLO!!!
My goodness, it's been a long time since I've written on here, but I figure now is a great time to make an update.
Life is GREAT for me right now.
I've made some really tough decisions in the past couple months, and all of them have turned out to be the right choice. I can't even begin to explain how excited I am to get up in the morning these days.
Decision number one-I kicked that girl i was seeing to the curb. She was just too crazy for me. Too hot and cold. Too... oh who cares, she's gone and I feel sane again lol. I know I always try to see the good in people, and I really do let too much fly based on that good, I need to learn to actually acknowledge the reasons why I'm not compatible with someone else.
Decision number two-I decided to move. It was actually a little spur of the moment, but I had had it with my old roommate, and his dogs. Long list short, I was finding my shoes chewed up, finding piles of poop in my room, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, and he stopped coming home, started staying with a new girl he was dating who was allergic to his dogs, so they became my responsibility. I finally told him, ok I'm looking for another place to live. He told me to do what I had to do. So I started looking that day, emailed like 15 people on craigslist, and ended up moving in with the first person I met. Best decision I could have made, I love it here in the new house. It's a big 2 story CLEAN house, with a big backyard. I've turned the garage that she wasn't using into my art studio where I do all of my painting. I've never actually had a studio, it's always just been painting in my living room on my coffee table. It's so awesome! I love my new roommate, Sheri. She's a little crazy and loud, but in a good way. We get along great. She's 42 and is so full of energy, I usually can't keep up with her. We've become very close, she actually said the nicest thing to me the other day, "my life has gotten so much better lately, and a big part of that is because of you." How sweet! We also have another new roommate that just moved in a week ago, he took the third bedroom. Sheri's boyfriend also is in the process of moving in. He's really quiet and calm, the total opposite of Sheri haha. We also have 4 cats (including my one kitten) and one dog. All together, we make a happy family. I feel really settled and comfortable here. And another good thing is that my old roommate and I are still friends, and are getting along great, we apparently just can't live together lol.
Decision number three-After working in a beautiful high end salon with people that I love for 3 years, I decided that it was time to leave the salon. I've been struggling with money for some time, not making any money there, and after doing hair for 5 years, I shouldn't be struggling this much. My bosses had known for sometime that I needed to be making more money, and had given me raises, but it was never enough. And with the economy these days, I was losing as many clients as I was gaining, and eventually even losing more than I was gaining in the past couple months. Most people just can't afford to pay high end prices to get their hair done, and I didn't feel comfortable charging my clients prices that I know I would never pay myself. I came up with a plan to start my own business, doing hair on the road! haha, I mean going to people's homes to do their hair. I got ultra organized, made flyers to hand out, let some of my clients know about the change, and made business cards. Btw, if you need to make your own business cards, go to vistaprints.com to make them. I got an insane amount of cards and spent next to nothing. Anyway, after getting a good amount of appointments set up so I'd know I had money to fall back on after quiting the salon, it was time to tell the bosses that I was leaving. I pretty much didn't sleep for the few days leading up to the date I had picked to tell them, I was so nervous. These people have been my second family for 3 years. We've spent holidays together, I've cried to them about bad relationships, I've babysat their kids while they went on vacations, and gone to their kids' sports games. We're very close. With shaking fingers, I wrote them a very nice resignation letter, and sat them down in the office to give it to them. As soon as I said the words that I had decided to leave the salon, I burst into tears, and so did my boss Angie. It was quite a sight the two of us lol, I ended up sobbing so much that I could barely speak to explain my reasons. Angie just grabbed me and gave me the biggest hug, and ended up having to leave the office because she couldn't watch me cry anymore lol. How dramatic, I know! Sorry, I can be a bit of a crybaby lol. Anyway, the next day, Angie called me into the office (I was working out my two weeks notice). She told me that she loved me, started crying again, and said that she couldn't bare the thought of not seeing me all the time, and asked me if I'd like to work in the salon one day a week, just as a sub contractor. Said that technically I won't be working for them, and they'd just give me 60% commission on any clients that I do. Can you believe that? I couldn't ask for a better deal. I get to be self employed, set my own schedule, and I get to keep them in my life, and keep a foot in the salon that I love. I just really couldn't have played this out better in my head, couldn't have asked for anything better. So I started this schedule this week, I'll be working in the salon only on thursdays, and I only go in if I have clients on the book, and I go to people's houses to do their hair every other day. I already have quite a few of my clients spreading the word for me, and quite a few leads. I'm so excited!!!!
Another plus, I've started talking to this new girl, her name is Stephanie. It's still very new, but it's already scary how much we have in common. I always seem to get involved with people I have nothing in common with, so this is good so far. We haven't even met yet, she actually lives about 3 hours away, but she seems like a total sweetheart, and she's really cute too, she's just my type. She thinks the same of me, and told me that when she thinks about what kinda girl she wants for the long term, I seem to be fitting the mold exactly so far. I think we're both careful not to get ahead of ourselves too, which is nice, I like moving at a nice even pace, not racing to the alter, and not moving so slow that I don't hear from them for days. So, we'll see how this goes, I hope to be meeting her soon and getting to know her better.
On top of everything, I just made an amazing dinner for the 'family' here. It was deeeeeeelicioussssss, and my roommate sheri has now professed her undying love for me lol. Life is good.
Life is GREAT for me right now.
I've made some really tough decisions in the past couple months, and all of them have turned out to be the right choice. I can't even begin to explain how excited I am to get up in the morning these days.
Decision number one-I kicked that girl i was seeing to the curb. She was just too crazy for me. Too hot and cold. Too... oh who cares, she's gone and I feel sane again lol. I know I always try to see the good in people, and I really do let too much fly based on that good, I need to learn to actually acknowledge the reasons why I'm not compatible with someone else.
Decision number two-I decided to move. It was actually a little spur of the moment, but I had had it with my old roommate, and his dogs. Long list short, I was finding my shoes chewed up, finding piles of poop in my room, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, and he stopped coming home, started staying with a new girl he was dating who was allergic to his dogs, so they became my responsibility. I finally told him, ok I'm looking for another place to live. He told me to do what I had to do. So I started looking that day, emailed like 15 people on craigslist, and ended up moving in with the first person I met. Best decision I could have made, I love it here in the new house. It's a big 2 story CLEAN house, with a big backyard. I've turned the garage that she wasn't using into my art studio where I do all of my painting. I've never actually had a studio, it's always just been painting in my living room on my coffee table. It's so awesome! I love my new roommate, Sheri. She's a little crazy and loud, but in a good way. We get along great. She's 42 and is so full of energy, I usually can't keep up with her. We've become very close, she actually said the nicest thing to me the other day, "my life has gotten so much better lately, and a big part of that is because of you." How sweet! We also have another new roommate that just moved in a week ago, he took the third bedroom. Sheri's boyfriend also is in the process of moving in. He's really quiet and calm, the total opposite of Sheri haha. We also have 4 cats (including my one kitten) and one dog. All together, we make a happy family. I feel really settled and comfortable here. And another good thing is that my old roommate and I are still friends, and are getting along great, we apparently just can't live together lol.
Decision number three-After working in a beautiful high end salon with people that I love for 3 years, I decided that it was time to leave the salon. I've been struggling with money for some time, not making any money there, and after doing hair for 5 years, I shouldn't be struggling this much. My bosses had known for sometime that I needed to be making more money, and had given me raises, but it was never enough. And with the economy these days, I was losing as many clients as I was gaining, and eventually even losing more than I was gaining in the past couple months. Most people just can't afford to pay high end prices to get their hair done, and I didn't feel comfortable charging my clients prices that I know I would never pay myself. I came up with a plan to start my own business, doing hair on the road! haha, I mean going to people's homes to do their hair. I got ultra organized, made flyers to hand out, let some of my clients know about the change, and made business cards. Btw, if you need to make your own business cards, go to vistaprints.com to make them. I got an insane amount of cards and spent next to nothing. Anyway, after getting a good amount of appointments set up so I'd know I had money to fall back on after quiting the salon, it was time to tell the bosses that I was leaving. I pretty much didn't sleep for the few days leading up to the date I had picked to tell them, I was so nervous. These people have been my second family for 3 years. We've spent holidays together, I've cried to them about bad relationships, I've babysat their kids while they went on vacations, and gone to their kids' sports games. We're very close. With shaking fingers, I wrote them a very nice resignation letter, and sat them down in the office to give it to them. As soon as I said the words that I had decided to leave the salon, I burst into tears, and so did my boss Angie. It was quite a sight the two of us lol, I ended up sobbing so much that I could barely speak to explain my reasons. Angie just grabbed me and gave me the biggest hug, and ended up having to leave the office because she couldn't watch me cry anymore lol. How dramatic, I know! Sorry, I can be a bit of a crybaby lol. Anyway, the next day, Angie called me into the office (I was working out my two weeks notice). She told me that she loved me, started crying again, and said that she couldn't bare the thought of not seeing me all the time, and asked me if I'd like to work in the salon one day a week, just as a sub contractor. Said that technically I won't be working for them, and they'd just give me 60% commission on any clients that I do. Can you believe that? I couldn't ask for a better deal. I get to be self employed, set my own schedule, and I get to keep them in my life, and keep a foot in the salon that I love. I just really couldn't have played this out better in my head, couldn't have asked for anything better. So I started this schedule this week, I'll be working in the salon only on thursdays, and I only go in if I have clients on the book, and I go to people's houses to do their hair every other day. I already have quite a few of my clients spreading the word for me, and quite a few leads. I'm so excited!!!!
Another plus, I've started talking to this new girl, her name is Stephanie. It's still very new, but it's already scary how much we have in common. I always seem to get involved with people I have nothing in common with, so this is good so far. We haven't even met yet, she actually lives about 3 hours away, but she seems like a total sweetheart, and she's really cute too, she's just my type. She thinks the same of me, and told me that when she thinks about what kinda girl she wants for the long term, I seem to be fitting the mold exactly so far. I think we're both careful not to get ahead of ourselves too, which is nice, I like moving at a nice even pace, not racing to the alter, and not moving so slow that I don't hear from them for days. So, we'll see how this goes, I hope to be meeting her soon and getting to know her better.
On top of everything, I just made an amazing dinner for the 'family' here. It was deeeeeeelicioussssss, and my roommate sheri has now professed her undying love for me lol. Life is good.
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