I Heart Hula Hoops

Last Saturday I am sitting on the plane in my aisle seat as the other passengers are boarding. The people lined up down the airplane aisle had come to a standstill. A young woman probably in her early 20's was standing right next to me carrying two small brightly colored rings. They looked too small to be hula hoops.

But I asked her anyway. Turns out she custom made her hula hoop so that she could take it apart and transport it in two smaller sections because she takes it everywhere with her. And when I asked her if it was weighted, she said it was not because she uses hers to do tricks.

I truly admire people like her.

Check out this guy.
I guess I better dust off the old hoop and get practicing!

Sweet Rewards

Before

After

One small step for Trudy, one giant step for the kitchen drawers.

Hair Update

First of all let me say I didn't actually color my hair red when I was coloring. It was

Chocolate Caramel (Garnier 535), who could resist a name like that? This is what it now looks like at 12 weeks since I last colored.

I've had it cut twice in the last 12 weeks. This picture is outdoors in the sun. I think the shot from above shows the roots better. It's quite a process getting the dye to grow out. I just thought dye faded and my hair returned to whatever it's natural color was.

But that's not the case, the dye transitions through it's own color cycle as the length grows. Then you cut, then you grow some more, then you trim again.

Stay tuned!

P.S. Forgot to add this link to the Going Gray Looking Great website. If you scroll down you'll see me in the fall semester 1 newbies class with my fellow soon-to-be silver sisters!

Pictures from Lake Crescent

September Morn

September Morn always reminds me of the Neil Diamond song September Morn and when I was a teenager my Mother told me about a painting of a nude woman that was called September Morn. I like the story about the painting, and the fact it took him three summers to paint it, (some of my projects take me that long to finish).

I was born 16 minutes after midnight on Sunday, September 1st. My Mother had celebrated her birthday just the day before. She told me that the doctor said if he had known that maybe he could have worked it so I was born on her birthday and she always told me she was glad I had my own day.

I took most of this week off on vacation, seemed like a good week to take some time off. Wally and I drove over to Port Angeles on Sunday, stopping at Poulsbo for a few hours and then spending two nights at Lake Crescent.

It was beautiful over there and nice to just get away. On Monday we were able to go to Sol Duc Hot Springs. I loved it there and hope to go back next year.

The day we planned to go to Hurricane Ridge we woke up to rain and shortly after we left Lake Crescent we received word that Wally's sister Carmen had passed away the night before.

She was just diagnosed 2 1/2 months ago with stage 4 cancer throughout her body. She was 56 years old. She was at the hospital and died in her sleep. We will be going to her funeral on Saturday and spending some time with the family.

We got home Tuesday afternoon.

Here is how I spent my birthday on Wednesday:

• Slept in till 7:45 (neighbors dog starts barking about 7 am, most days I'm up by then so it doesn't bother me)
• Had oatmeal and toast for breakfast with Wally
• Went to Gene Juarez in Bellevue for a massage (gift card I received for Mother's Day)
• Then went to Boehm's candies in Issaquah, didn't find the candy I was looking for that I found at Boehm's in Poulsbo, but bought the best malted milk balls I've ever had and some Hawaiian sea salt caramels
• Then grabbed a quick bite and went home
• Did a little sewing (see note above about projects taking me 3 years to finish)
• Talked with my daughter on the phone
• Had dinner at The Olive Garden with my husband and son
• Came home and had pie and ice cream
• Had so many birthday wishes on Facebook and electronic greeting cards, it was fun!

It was a lovely day.