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The person who cuts your hair…what are they called? I did a mini-poll here on MY Journey and these were the results. Hairdresser – 4, Stylist – 1, Hairdresser or Stylist – 1

So here’s the story behind the poll. (Don’t quote me directly since it was 5 days ago.) Last weekend while Chelf was here, the five of us in the picture, plus Chelf’s DH, had coffee at Starbucks. Our time began outside in the sun where we lounged around a couple of metal tables in uncomfortable chairs. They just weren’t the cushy overstuffed chairs we usually sit in while inside the coffee shop. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, spoiled American. I am. We were talking hair (poor DH) and Jan said something like, “My hair hasn’t been the same since my hairdresser died” which made me laugh, hard. The look on her face as she said it along with the rolling eyes were just funny to me. I was going to make fun of her and say, “the nerve of some people” but instead I made fun of her for saying “Hairdresser”. I told her it made her sound old – which is NOT a word that anyone would ever use to describe Jan. Everyone looked at me for a second as she asked “What do YOU call it then?” I said, “I don’t know…a stylist. I think that’s the proper word for this day and age. Hairdresser just sounds old to me. You might as well say beautician.” We all laughed and everyone started sharing what they call it, and there seemed to be a general consensus on the word hairdresser. While we were having this conversation, an elderly lady walked up with her dog and took her time tying the little thing up to a chair at a table near us. A few minutes later Chelf went inside to get something to drink and the woman stood next to her and said, “I learned something new today”. Chelf looked at her and said, “Really? What did you learn?” thinking why is this woman talking to me? The woman said, “I learned that it’s not called a hairdresser…and then I had to stick around so I could learn the proper name for it.” We entertained a total stranger! When Chelf came back out and told us all what happened, we all had a good laugh. It’s not that the woman was trying to eavesdrop, we just tend to get a bit…um…loud when we’re together. I guess it’s a good thing we stayed outside. 🙂

Lastnight I went to make an appointment at the place I get my haircut, which happens to be a barbershop around the corner from my house. Edna is my stylist. She’s 40 something and fabulous. On a side note, she’s also the one who dyed Max’s hair blue. I color my own hair thank you very much.  I forgot to ask Edna what her title is, so I looked it up on their website and found these pics. Yep. that’s where I go. Edna’s floor will be covered in long red curls tomorrow morning.  I’m so excited!

VIP’s website calls their employees Stylists and Barbers.

My aunt, who went to beauty school in the 80’s, says they are called cosmetologists.

Wikipedia says: A hairdresser is a universal term referring to someone whose occupation is to cut or style hair in order to change or maintain a person’s image. This is achieved using a combination of hair coloring, haircutting, and hair texture techniques. Cosmetologists are often known as “hairdressers”, hairstylists, hair technicians, or beauticians. In various countries the synonyms change and the usage frequency depends on the normal colloquialisms of the area. In the US, technicians and stylists usually dominate while in some countries like the UK, Australia, and New Zealand, hairdresser seems to be more commonly used. Hairdressers are often distinguished from barbers, with whom they may have a professional rivalry. Yet with a distinction that barbering has historically catered to men while traditionally a salon has been a place for women.

So what’s in a name? Evidentally not much. Use whatever term you are comfortable with, just be sure to leave a tip. 🙂

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Chelf and her DH were here in Denver over the weekend and stayed with me and my family. We had a good time getting to know each other better. Chelf and I stayed up until 4 a.m. this morning discussing life, church issues, family, and friends. We did some touristy things while they were here . We visited the Colorado State Capitol Building at 10 lastnight. The pic above is them sitting by the step that reads, “One mile above see level”. We rode the entire line of the Free Mall Ride up and down the 16th Street Mall, and this morning we toured Celestial Seasonings in Boulder. But my favorite activity of the weekend was meeting some blogging friends at Starbucks yesterday afternoon.

Paula, Niki, Heather, Jan, and Chelf

L-R is Paula, Me, Heather, Jan, and Chelf. I was happy to introduce Chelf to our blogging girlfriends she hadn’t met yet. Her DH came with us too, but we asked him to play the part of the photographer for our chick pics. We talked and laughed and shared chocolate…some of the best things in life, right Jan? 😉 We even entertained the people around us, which tends to happen when we get together. We also discussed what the proper name was for the person who does your hair – assuming you go somewhere to get your hair done. So, weigh in on the subject for me…

The person who does your hair is a:

  1. Hairdresser
  2. Beautician
  3. Stylist
  4. Barber

Leave me a comment and tell me what you think. There is technically no wrong answer, BUT your answer may date you…as in determine if you’re young & hip or an old gray hair. 🙂 lol I’m kidding.

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My 8 year old son is an amazing kid. I know a lot of parents say that about their offspring, but Max is a wonder kid. He’s compassionate and has a strong sense of justice. He is a leader to the point of bossiness. We’re working on that one. 😉 He is a visionary and a planner. He takes initiative so much that even older kids tend to follow when he leads. He’s bold and confident. He is really good at rallying people to his cause. For example, we’re making plans to close in our patio so we’ll have another room for homeschooling and art. He decided he wants to open a library and art studio in the new addition. He asked me when the project would be completed and I told him that depends on what we can find on Craig’s List, but we’d like to have it done by summer. He chose July 18th and made a sign for his Grand Opening. Then, unbeknown to me, he went to our neighbors to procure signatures as a promise they would become members of his Library/Art Studio. The kid came home with 2 signatures! I didn’t know whether to laugh or be embarrassed, or both.

One day a guy came driving down our street and threw some trash out his window. Max yelled at him and thankfully the guy’s music was so loud he didn’t hear him. Max immediately picked up the trash and he and his friends created “No Littering” signs and picketed in my front yard for awhile. I didn’t make him stop, but I did point out several things to him. 1. It’s not smart or o.k. to yell at adults – especially strangers that you’re accusing of doing something wrong. 2. Not many people drive by our house, and picketing about littering in our mobile home park is probably not going to accomplish much. 3. Picketing in OUR yard when we don’t litter doesn’t make much sense. 4. Picketing itself is a waste of time and there are others ways to combat littering. The irony was that two hours later I had to remind him and his friends to pick the signs up out of the yard and throw them away.

He wants to make a difference in the world and has some excellent ideas about how to do that. He is definitely in a time of his life when he needs some serious direction. Hopefully we’re providing that without squashing his creativity and sense of accomplishment. I felt a little guilty about the littering incident, but my heart was that I wanted to teach him. We don’t need anymore picketers in the world. We need doers. I think he gets it. We’ll see.

So back to the blue hair. I know you’re wondering. 🙂 Way back when I was in high school, I would get so disgusted with parents and other people who would treat a kid badly because he had colored hair. Like that is some indication of a rebellious spirit or a future plagued with juvenile delinquency. I was always a little in awe at the courageousness of those who could pull off green, black, pink, blue, or any other hair color. I was brave, but not that brave. When Benny and I got into youth ministry, the trend with adults condemning colored hair (or funky styles) continued. I swore to him then that hair wouldn’t matter in our family. It’s just hair. It can be cut and it grows back. Choosing your hair style and color is a form of creativity and personal style. Yes, those words have come back to bite me in the bum. lol Max has already been a bleached blond, a red head, and completely bald…all his choice. A few months ago he began asking to color his hair blue. Honestly, I wasn’t thrilled at first. We are part of a homeschooling group and I already feel like our family stretches them. But he said he really wanted to try it and Benny reminded me of MY words regarding hair, so I couldn’t argue too much. Benny took him for a haircut and color – which wasn’t very expensive given the shortness of his hair. The first few days he kept track of how many people commented on liking his hair. He totally ignored the people who had looks of shock, horror, or disapproval on their faces. Random people in WalMart commented both positively and negatively, which still makes me laugh. Why should we care what a total stranger thinks of his blue hair? The real test (in my mind) was our homeschool group. Would they care for his heart? The day after Max’s color job was class picture day at school. I figured there were going to be some homeschool moms hating me. I was home sick that day – I promise it was unrelated to his hair! Benny said there were a lot of teenagers that said they wished their parents would let them color their hair. They kept touching Max’s head telling him how cool he looked and how lucky he is. Many people have asked, “What’s he going to do when he’s a teenager?” I honestly don’t know, but it will be bold, creative and colorful. It will be positive, his idea, and he’ll get other people on board. Such is life with Max.

Stop by Max’s blog sometime. “The Hero Chronicles” can be found at www.maxallennowell.wordpress.com. There’s not much on there yet, but now that the home computer is working well again, he wants to start posting stuff he likes.

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Yes, I’m Irish…partly. I’m more Norwegian, but for the sake of this day and this post, just humor me. 😉

This morning I woke up to the parade on T.V. and kicked myself for not remembering today was the day. Back in January before things got depressing and crazy I had looked forward to this day. In true Martha-like fashion, I had a menu planned in my head: Guinness Irish Stew with mashed potatoes, Irish soda bread, and something yummy to drink. I planned a craft/activity/centerpiece that I remembered from elementary school when we grew shamrocks in milk cartons recycled from our snack time. Being the good homeschooler that I am, I caught the 2 for 1 lesson -recycling AND horticulture. My house would smell great when Benny got home, my kids would be proud of what they learned and grew, and we would all sit down to a great Irish meal where we could discuss the significance of the gospel being brought to my ancestor’s homeland.

Here’s what REALLY happened. I rolled out of bed at the crack of 9:30. I stayed up too late last night watching ROSWELL, one of the one-word named shows I like so much. I deserved the T.V. break because I was tired from spending most of the day rearranging rooms so Zoe would have her own room again. But back to today. Seeing the parade inspired me to wear my “Everyone loves an Irish Girl” t-shirt, so I threw it on.  I pulled my crazy, bed head, red hair (say that really fast five times) into a ponytail where it would stay until…well…now, and ate some Fruity Pebbles. The rest of the Nowell clan had eaten 2 hours earlier when they got up. Can I just say I love that my kids can get their own cereal now? 😀 What? Benny was home too. I put a roast in the crock-pot since I had forgotten to buy the ingredients for the Irish Stew. (Forgive me Martha.) We touch up painted Zoe’s room and I cleaned my new office all day. Somewhere in there was lunch, naptime, neighbor kids here to play, supper, and baths. Now it’s 10 p.m. and I’m sipping chai, posting this, and seriously considering watching another few episodes of ROSWELL. God bless our library system. 🙂 Nothing like a dream day, huh?

Tomorrow we’re off to Buena Vista IF Kenosha Pass is open after all the snow that has fallen up there in the past few days. Some Wichita friends are up there skiing and we really want to see them, and the in-laws. I’d also love to surprise Linda. After all the times our trips to B.V. have been canceled due to snow, I didn’t want to get her hopes up so she doesn’t know we’re coming. I’m praying for warm weather. I love Spring.

P.S. Email me if you’re interested in our awesome stew and soda bread recipes. There’s always next year…

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Nikalas

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It’s easy to get you excited… which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don’t stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.
You are also a keeper of knowledge – meaning you don’t spill secrets or spread gossip.
People sometimes think you’re snobby or aloof, but you’re just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.

You are usually the best at everything … you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic “Type A” personality.

You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.
You are light hearted and accepting. You don’t get worked up easily.
Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.

You are the total package – suave, sexy, smart, and strong.
You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.
You don’t always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don’t have as much going for them as you do.

My friend had this on her blog and I’m such a sucker for this stuff. A lot of this is pretty accurate. I’d rather do these than meme’s. Here’s the link if you’d like to try it yourself.

http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/

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