Angels unaware.

How did it get to be Saturday night already? And who would ever believe that I am heading to bed before 10 PM? 

Before I turn in for the night, I just want to say that I am so grateful for the friends and family that are keeping us lifted up during this madness. I really am too tired to make sense tonight so I will not even attempt to name people. Family members, church family and friends from all over have called or visited the hospital or left encouraging notes here and on Face Book. Every chicken soup that has been brought for Ed and every Vanilla latte for me has meant more than I can tell you.

Ed and I are truly blessed. I am constantly reminded that we are the apple of God’s eye. When I can’t think or pray, God puts someone else in our paths to remind us of Who we  belong to. This morning, I went to the cafeteria to get my oatmeal and coffee to bring up to Ed’s room so we could have breakfast together. I met a lady there who just began to tell me how good God is and that He has everything in control. We did not know each other. She never met Ed. She just asked me if I had a friend in the hospital and I told her it is my husband. We walked to the elevator together and spoke of God’s power and His love. I thanked her and got on the elevator. She continued on to the front door of the hospital and we never even asked each others name. We didn’t need to know names. We knew that we are both in the family of a God Who loves us and knows exactly what we need. That makes us kin.

I am hitting PUBLISH and going to bed.

could be worse

It has been one week today since my honey fell and broke himself. Just a quick update. Ed is doing well. He has been out of bed once today and sat in a chair for about 2 hours. It is very painful for him to get up and move but he is getting the hang of it. He has a bunch of staples on his hip, I haven’t counted them yet, and a huge bruise all around the staples. It hurts just to look at it but the surgeon is quite pleased with everything.

Ed was doing so well that the doctors said he could be moved out of ICU on Weds. morning. The thing is that there are no rooms available to move him to and so we are in a holding pattern in the small, glass cubicle that is Intensive Care. Today, I am trying to accept that God must have a reason for us being there. It could be worse (although my claustrophobia is driving me nearly nuts!!!!)

Thank God for good friends who have been so thoughtful and helpful through it all. What a blessing during a crazy hard time.

Ed has a lot of hard work to do in order to recover well. No funny stories about him today. I am too tired to be funny.

Hip, hip hooray!!!

Surgery a success today!!!!! God has blessed us. The doctor was pleased with the outcome of Ed’s partial hip replacement. Ed was still pretty drugged up when I left the hospital tonight. He is in ICU where they are monitoring his every breath. I decided to use this opportunity to come home and sleep in my own bed once again.

Just before I left the ICU, he awoke long enough to look at me and say, “Oh hi! I am pretty impressed that this medicine is not making me groggy at all.” He then proceeded to scratch his nose on top of the oxygen mask that covers his nose and mouth, laid his head back on the pillow and softly snored his way back to dream land.

Lord, I love that man.

Poor Ed

So, here is a heads up. On Thursday morning, Ed got out of bed, got dizzy, fell on the floor and broke his left hip. EMTs came and put him in an ambulance. I told them I would follow in the car. Ed yelled to me, “Bring my shoes. I am not staying in the hospital! I am coming home.”

He is so cute.

One of the EMTs turned to me and quietly said, “I don’t know how stubborn your husband is… but I don’t think he is going to need those shoes. He is acting just like his hip is broken.”

Score;

EMT = 10 points for being right

Ed = 100 points for being cute

Ed is still in the hospital on this Friday evening. We are hoping for surgery on Sunday.

My favorite work project

Meet Ken Foster. Mr. Foster is a gentleman that I met while working on a project outside of Atlanta, Georgia. 

 This has been one of the most meaningful projects of my short, 15 year career as a hair stylist for film and television. It was definitely my favorite because of the people involved.

Ken is one of the Cherokee Elders who traveled from Oklahoma to be a part of this American Experience series.

Please check out this link. http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/weshallremain/

Let me know if you spot me in a photo or two.

Fabulous Sunday

It feels like forever since I have posted. Work on One Tree Hill has taken up all my creative time except for Saturday, which I spend creating beauty and funkiness in my studio. 

I have carved out a piece of this fabulous Sunday to drop in and say that I am getting back on course.

I began the day at Rock Church, dressed in my red and white, valentine love colors. A couple of weeks ago our music leader asked me to sing a Van Morrison song with the band (the Rock Church band is killer!) for Valentines Day. I said yes right away even though I wasn’t so sure I could pull this one off. This is just the kind of challenge I enjoy. So, this morning, I sang Crazy Love and I sang with the praise team. I had a blast! The congregation seemed to enjoy Crazy Love too as we made it a love song about Jesus. “He gives me love, love, love, love, crazy love!” I truly think I am the happiest when I am singing about Jesus and His amazing love. An added blessing was the fact that someone I invited actually came today… and she brought a friend with her. Then, after service, I stayed to rehearse for next Sunday’s service. We are pulling some oldies out of the vault. I am really excited about next week too.

So, to wrap it all up;  I woke up and went to church to sing about Jesus’ love, sat with my husband, had the joy of seeing a friend at church, heard an inspiring message about Jesus’ love, sang some more about Jesus’ love, came home for lunch with Ed and made time to write something. What a fabulous Sunday so far.

Now, I am heading back to church for my small group meeting. We have a Biggest Loser group where we encourage each other to take better care of our bodies, work out and weigh in together. I don’t even mind the weighing in part because nobody has anything negative or embarrassing to say about anyone’s weight. We all have different life circumstances and the main object is to get healthy, not necessarily skinny. Although, we will be quite happy if skinny accompanies healthy. Today, we will work out with Jillian Michaels from the Biggest Loser. Oh yeah, bring it on.

I love Sundays!!!!

snow???

It snowed again and this one only lasted about a half hour.

Bella was confused by it.

Daisy had the right idea. Snuggle in next to Daddy on the recliner and wait it out.

Here is the difference between a young pup and an old dog.

Army Wives new season 3

I am excited for my friends over at Army Wives. They begin their third season and I am still a fan of the show. One of the things I really appreciate about the show is that they put some of their money where their mouth is. You will see info-mercial type excerpts of the cast giving special things to either some of the wives or to the soldiers who are returning from over seas. The creator of the show was an Army brat and so she has an insight into some of the needs of the families who support their soldiers and sacrifice along with them. She has a generous heart and the means by which to make a difference. I love stuff like that.

OK, now, onto the hair styles. I am loving Catherine Bell and   Kim Delaney’s hair although my personal opinion is that Kim’s hair was just a bit too long at the end of last season. Catherine is one of my favorite people on the planet anyway. Just had  to throw that in here. My other favorite person on the show is Sally Pressman. Love her but not crazy about her hair last season. She is so petite and so pretty that it is very easy to make her look like a little Barbie doll. You can NOT make her look bad no matter what , so I am not saying that she looked bad, just too done for my liking. Wendy Davis looked fabulous. Brigid Branaugh looked a bit too done for my liking too. Her character doesn’t do housework and she doesn’t cook. That leaves a lot of room for imperfect hair for her. Not messy, just not perfect.

The men are just a bunch of good looking guys with Army haircuts. They look great. What else is there for a hair stylist to say about them? lol.

Now, keep in mind that I may be a bit opinionated because in season one, I did the hair of all these ladies except for Kim. AND I am totally jealous that I was not able to return for season two. It was pretty cool to be a part of this series and I feel like I still have some friends on the set there. I hope I did not make any enemies just now by making my thoughts known. It wouldn’t be the first time my big mouth got me in trouble.

Free from fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, “who am I to be so brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?” Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn’t serve the insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us. It’s in everyone and as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
- Nelson Mandela

God wired me with a unique personality. There is no one else on earth who is just like me. He wired me this way for His purpose. 

When I was young, I used to ask God why He allowed me to be born when it seemed like no one wanted me. After many years, many heart aches and many miracles… I know that He has always had a plan for my life. There is greatness in me. Part of my destiny has been to fall in love with and be a help mate, a life partner, to my husband. To bring my daughter, Fawn, into this world and then to lead her to God’s throne of grace. To be the one to lay hands on her first born just seconds after he was born and to claim him for God and God alone. To pray for my grandson, Brandon, to become the man that God created Him to be s that he will walk in greatness. To usher my big brother to God’s throne of grace just  2 weeks before cancer took his life. To be instrumental in leading my mother to the Hound of Heaven, Jesus, who left the 99 to find that one wandering sheep. He never gave up on her.

What other things has God called me to accomplish in this life? I will never know if I allow fear of greatness to keep me stagnant. I must move out in faith. I must be liberated from fear and let my life shine. I must tell you that God has placed greatness in you and it is the right thing to do when you let it shine. Let us not be afraid of what God has given us. Let us not bury it under timidity or false humility any longer. Let us place it on top of the basket and let it shine. There is no telling what a difference we will make in our world.

Creative Saturday

I love having a studio in my house. It is a blast to have my friends over and to do their hair. We laugh, pray, sing and beautify over here. My friends are some of my favorite folks to do hair for. Most of them sit in the chair and say, just do what you want. Now, that is trust.

Lisa came by yesterday. She is getting married to her sweet-heart in June and we have been talking and planning her wedding “do” for a couple of months now. Her folks were visiting my studio on the day that her fiance proposed so I was one of the first to know!! That was very cool. She tracked her folks to my house and drove here to show them the ring right away. We all squealed and hugged and shared the joy with this special couple.
Lisa is a blast. She is sassy and stylish and she is not concerned with what anyone thinks about her fashion choices. In my opinion, she always looks great. She had a few pictures of hair colors and styles with her yesterday. We picked over them and collaborated on hair colors. We were both quite satisfied with these results. I cannot take credit for the blue. They are clip ins.

Today, I rest. We had a great time in church this morning. Ed and I went out to lunch. PT’s Grille makes the best hamburgers and french fries!!! I ate real slow so I could savor each bite. Now, I am going to snuggle on the couch with a new book and a cup of tea. Ciao.