The #1 Age-Defying Secret

I grabbed the title of this post from the June 2008 issue of Prevention magazine. The title, not suprisingly, grabbed my interest. I found the article in the periodical and it's all about dyeing hair. Now, I sort of always thought I would let my hair age gracefully, but grays are starting to become noticeable in my majority-dark mane. One night about a month ago when I was hanging out with the friend-boy, he noticed a silver strand and called it "sexy". Maybe one is, but I started to think that maybe a whole headful of them might not be as alluring. Then a couple of weeks ago when I was on the phone with same, my son came in the room and after some up-close inspection pointed out grays and declared, rather loudly, "Mommy, you're getting old". Friend-boy tried to pretend he hadn't heard. I thought that was nice of him. Anyway it got me to thinking that maybe I should take the plunge. The article gave several options. The one I'm leaning toward the most is a multi-tonal dye which will deepen my dark strands and "wash the grays into lighter glints". For my touch of gray, the article recommended a demi-permanent dye. Those with more than 40% should go perm. Other options include highlights which "make eyes look brighter and give skin a healthy glow." Glossing was mentioned also which intensifies fading shades. So I guess I'll be visiting my trusted stylist soon. I'll post the results.

My future bike?

Back from the Beach

It's Tuesday and I'm back at work a little less stressed. I had a good time on my trip. I almost thought I wasn't going because my friend-boy was not feeling the love this year at Myrtle Beach's Bike week. Apparently the police were cracking down quite a bit more at this year's event. His fellow club members, however, talked him into staying and I left Saturday afternoon. When I arrived, the strip was crawling with cars and bikes from several different states. I quickly learned to drive a lot more aggressively than the usual dog-eat-dog fashion of Atlanta traffic. I finally made my way to the hotel and he asked me if I wanted to ride. I was like, "Sure!" Especially since this was my first time ever on a motorcycle. The sights of complete partydom filled all my senses. All seemed to be having a good time. The next day I donned my short-shorts (which made me look like a nun next to many of the scantily-clad girls there) and again took the seat behind the master of the machine. Man, what a turn-on this was! And I can totally see how riding can become addictive. I've never experienced anything quite like it. The weather was perfect and when he opened it up there was just wind and speed (plus we weren't wearing helmets so there was the element of danger going on as well). I loved it and I think I might have to get me one of those. Anyway, he was a great host despite his dampened enthusiasm. What I didn't like about the weekend was having my picture taken without permission by random men. It felt creepy like they were stealing from me in some way. On the other hand, I was a bit flattered by the stroking of my ego. I was both fascinated and appalled by the many ways men think of to objectify women and how these same women go along with it willingly and in many cases, encourage it.

Work-from-home-day

Yesterday I telecommuted. I do this twice a week and absolutely love the flexibility, that I get some housework done, and that I get to watch a talk show or two. Yesterday I watched the Mike and Juliet show. Periodically they have a body language expert on the show who deciphers gestures, facial expressions, physical movement and placement. Apparently they have an ongoing series entitled "Dating Boot Camp". Two women are the "recruits". Yesterday's segment was all about the art of flirting. I learned about walking into a man's personal space then back out to signify interest; not to huddle with girlfriends to give a man an opening to approach; and to lean forward when talking with a man to demonstrate interest. I wonder if women don't spend too much time trying to attract men. Do they spend as much time studying and trying to figure us out? Then we add the element of getting involved with younger men. Sometimes having to act like you're ok with something you really disapprove of is taxing. For example I read about a woman whose 20-something boyfriend ordered Chinese take-out for which she ended up paying since he'd "forgotten" his money. I don't know...all the sudden I feel tired. Think I'll go take a nap.

Celebrity cougar with child

I love Halle. This is how a true cougar does it. And she shops at CVS. Girl after my heart. I wonder if she has one of those savings cards?

Memorial Day weekend

I am taking the plunge cougars. My children are 7 and 12 and I have never gone on any trip without them. My guy has asked me to join him at the beach this weekend and I am going! I am struggling a little with guilt because they love the beach. But I figure some time away from them having fun will do us all some good. I am stressed and getting away from the daily grind and from them can't be a bad thing. Thoughts? Sentiments?