I have this old shed in the backyard that I decided a year ago is going to be my She Shed. Here’s the problem, the previous old homeowner put siding on the shed and let it rot, so mice and spiders love it.
Well I love it too so they are being evicted. I contacted a slew of handymen who wanted to charge me 3800 to replace just the siding. Ugh no, material is 500. Yep so guess what, I’m doing it myself. I am going to buy the T1-11 board, two sheets at a time and fix this old girl myself.
Have I ever done this before? Nope. Do I have a circular saw? Yep. Do I have a nail gun? Nope but I have a drill , electric screw driver and a shitload of screws. Do I know how to do an accurate measurement? Nope but i will figure it out, after all what is you tube for anyway.
This is going to be great, the shed couldn’t get worse so what do i have to lose other than a few hundred bucks and my sanity, ha
No one could have told me what getting old entails so let me educate those under 55. For both women and men when you hit 50 your hormones develop a mind of their own. Your metabolism quits, completely. You can eat a carrot and gain 5 lbs.
Now lets talk skin, holy hairdo my skin is like a snake, I have lines in places that should not have lines. I look in the mirror and hairs grow out of my chin at lightening speed. I keep a tweezer in every car I own and in every bathroom. Oh and a razor thing for lip hair.
The moral of this post is, I’ve decided that I don’t give a shit at this point. I am going to do whatever the hell I want, hair color, clothes, glasses(my signature) whenever I want, I have a tribe that supports me unconditionally. In celebration of pride, pink hair, don’t care. Love your life
We have booked our next trip to Mexico and I can honestly say that I love everything about this place. The people, the food, the traditional crafts, and of course it is beautiful. I have often thought that we could live here full-time and cannot imagine why anyone would want to leave but then I remind myself that people struggle here and are paid nothing. I am fortunate to have opportunities others can only dream of but just maybe this is my chance to make a difference.
Now I just need to research how? When we go to Mexico how can I help the culture and the country? If you have ideas, send them my way.
You all know I have no problem talking about my beauty improvements. This month I took the plunge and during my botox appointment also had my girl do some lip filler.
My husband was like no I love your lips, ugh ok but you don’t have to draw them on everyday to make them look full.
We did some Juviderm and this involves getting numbed up and using a very small needle to put product into the thin areas. Holy hairdo, the actual lip area was easy but when she did the lip outline my eyes watered and man do you feel it. I’m ok with this but you wimpy girls think twice sister.
Today I am swollen and look like big birds sister but by Monday the swelling will have gone way down and will be great. Yes you swell and ice is your friend. My husband and I have jokes galore and have fun making up stories as to why my lips are HUGE.
Lip blushing is lip tattooing. For me it was easy, a little numbing cream and hours later i have fabulous color. Truth, most people can not sit for over an hour so if your pain tolerance is low forget about it, you will be crying and not be able to handle. Here are my before and afters
Let’s be serious and honest, as you age the full fantastic lips you had at 20 begin to get thin. It sucks and you can continue to draw them on but at 53 (this year)I decided it was time to get these beauties back. You all know I love cosmetics and am all in on having procedures to enhance my appearance. I went and had lip blushing done, this process puts permanent color into your lips so no lipstick required if you choose. I love full blown color so it is Infrequent that I don’t have on lipstick. Gym days great, and I would certainly do it again.
I loved how my lips looked swollen after the tattooing and my bff who works in plastics has been trying to get me for years to get filler. I finally took the plunge. Procedure is pretty easy, you are numb but you will still feel the needle pokes. Honest, if you can’t deal with some major swelling and discomfort don’t do it. I am good with a few days of downtime but you will feel like you have been punched in the face and ice 🧊 is your best friend. Here are the before, after injections and hours later
It is unbelievable that I am 52, yep and as we age a whole lotta shit changes. First, skin, good lord I took a selfie a few days ago and wholly pores. When exactly did my skin look like sand paper. Facial hair and brows: facial hair has multiplied, the fu man chu ugh no not cute and everyday I am tweezing some long ass black course hair, what the hell… my eyebrows are nothing, one has some hair the other has a serious lack. Last, the night sweats are out of control, not only do you not sleep but when you do just get a frickin towel to lay on or you might wake up thinking you have been swimming.
If I can fix it, I will. Here are my brows micro bladed day 1. Don’t panic in 2 weeks they will be half this color and thickness. Breathe they will be beautiful. Next week is lip blushing, will let you all in on that too
I love color, print, and home improvement projects. I had previously tried to update these old closet doors and needless to say it wasn’t good. Last week while shopping at my very favorite store “goodwill” I found this fantastic animal print wallpaper for 6 bucks a roll. I bought both rolls and came home to get busy. It took me 2 full days of scoring and scraping to get the old ugly wall paper off but now the doors are FANTASTIC, no one can say I’m boring. My decorating style is certainly bold. I hope you like it.
I felt some kinda way today when I saw a woman I know post a video of her beautiful home with a view. So let me break it down for real. I have worked since I was 13, put myself through college while taking my 2 sons with me to night classes. I have accomplished so much, owned 3 homes and truly am so proud of being able to say I don’t need a man. I love my husband of 30 years but certainly would be a ok without him. This woman since i have met her has looked for ONLY men with money who could take care of her so she could just be cute with no job. And there have been lots. My question is how can you be proud when nothing you have belongs to you? Maybe I’m different but if I drive a Hyundai I paid for it is better than a benz that dude can yank at anytime.
Today I attended my CPR/first aid certification course. I arrived and a man with a keg beer belly and long white hair was in the back of the room, also a participant. I being friendly Fran spoke to this ass hat and asked him where he worked in our organization. He informed me he is a crew chief for one of our offender work crews. Ok I am passionate about rehabilitation and second chances so I engaged in a very brief conversation.
What the hell, this dude in 3 minutes asked how long I worked for our company. When I replied that I relocated from Idaho. The first thing out of his mouth was how could I move from such a beautiful state with such wonderful Trumpster conservatives. Ugh that’s exactly the reason I moved to get away from the bigots I watched treat non white and LGBTQ like shit my entire life.
It got worse, he refused to participate in the CPR portion of the course and sat for 4 hours doing absolutely nothing other than watching us. He stated he was only interested in the first aid portion of the course. What?
The point of this post is to demonstrate the quality of people we have working with men trying to rebuild their lives. I cannot imagine how he treats the work crew participants and know for certain in just 3 minutes it is horrible. We have to identify and stop allowing people like this man to have any power or influence with anyone coming out of the criminal justice system.
This guy and I have been hanging out for 29 years. It seems crazy that over half my life I have spent with him. There have been many bumps and challenges and it takes commitment to make it last but it is so worth the effort. When we said the words for better or worse we meant it, I’m grateful for the journey, love, and joy he brings to my hyperactive self, ha. Happy Anniversary to us