Monthly Archives: December 2011

Rain and sleet and snow, oh my!

I’m back in Kansas! (And all the people said, “Amen!”)

My last fall semester of college is over and I’m spending my last Christmas break at home in Kansas. (And all the people said, “Amen!”)

I’m sorry. I’m just a little excited to be home. I’ll get down from my pulpit.

Yesterday was my second day in Kansas, (and all the people said… never mind) and I woke up to the sound of rain and this view outside my window.

Now, if any of y’all know anything about Kansas, you know this is a rare sight. And when any little bit of rain comes along you do a little dance and jump up and down and shout thank you at the sky.

Not really.

But for real, rain is a good thing (Luke Bryan, anyone?) and we are always thankful for the moisture.

However… yesterday I was not so happy with the rain.

I was being selfish and I wanted snow. Lots of snow. I mean, it was snowing an hour north of where I live, so why couldn’t I have snow too?

Life is so unfair.

I’m totally kidding.

It rained and rained all day long and we got over an inch! (That’s a big deal.) But let me put it in perspective. If it had snowed all day instead of rained, we would have had a foot of snow on the ground.

Boo. I wanted snow.

Sorry. I’ll stop whining too.

As I was going to bed last night, the rain had changed over to a sleet-y snow something but I had little hope left at that point. But when I woke up this morning, I saw this!

And this!

And this!

Now let me explain something to y’all. Snow never comes straight down in Kansas. It’s never soft and pretty like you see in the movies. It always blows in sideways.

What the heck does that mean, you ask?

Wind.

Lots of wind.

It seems like we can never get any snow in Kansas without a gusty north wind. Yesterday was no exception. We were in a blizzard warning all day and we might not have gotten a lot of snow, but we got all the wind. Thank you Kansas, very much.

If you look at the last photo, you can see how the wind blew across my driveway and created a little ripple effect in the snow. It sure looks pretty, but it’s a pain if you actually have to be outside in it.

But I got to stay inside all day yesterday and I was a happy camper.

Now I just hope this snow will stick around until Sunday so we can have a white Christmas!

Ombré

This weekend I decided to have one of my best friends dye my hair blonde.

I’m a fairly impulsive person and I like change. And this was one of those times when I woke up in the morning, decided I needed a change, and did it.

And because I am detail-oriented and extremely logical (not) I only bought one box of dye, not thinking about the fact that I have three times the amount of hair on my head as a normal woman (for real, my hair is thick, thick, thick. And long.) My friend started dyeing my hair around 10 p.m. (after Sally’s was closed) and about five minutes in, I said to her, “Wouldn’t it be terrible if we run out of dye because I have so much hair?”

Fast forward almost an hour. I have three sections of hair left and we have no more dye.

I died.

Not dyed. (There’s a difference.)

My hair was dyed. (Well, part of it was.)

And because my friend is awesome at dyeing hair, she figured out a way to take some of the hair dye from my underneath layers and apply it to the sections at the top of my head.

Crisis averted.

Sort of.

After washing and drying my newly colored hair, I realized that evidently it’s not that easy to make a brunette a blonde using a seven dollar box of hair dye from Sally’s.

My hair was lighter than before. But not blonde.

Because my hair had been dyed red perviously and faded to a lighter golden color, it took some of the blonde dye and that was fine. But my dark brown roots which had grown out did not take any blonde at all.

The result?

Ombré hair.

Now, let me make a disclaimer here and say that I do not keep up with pop culture at all. I didn’t even know what ombré hair was until a couple days ago, but evidently it’s popular with celebrities. (Thank you, Google, for enlightening me.)

So now I’m super trendy with my not-blonde hair and my dark brown roots.

Observe.

Maybe this is a sign that I shouldn’t go blonde.

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