Rainy Days!

Squanto

Tisquantum, also known as Squanto, was a tall and handsome Indian who lived in the Northeast part of America in the early 1600’s. One day, a ship landed upon shore and Squanto and his friends were taken captive. The ship sailed to Spain where Squanto and his friends were sold as slaves.

Eventually, Squanto escaped and made his way to England. There he met and became friends with a man named John Slanie who helped Squanto return to his homeland - what we know today as the United States of America.

When the Pilgrims arrived, tough times awaited them as their food supplies diminished and people became ill. Just when the colonists were about to give up hope, Squanto showed up in camp and spoke to them in English - an answer to prayer. 

In need of help, Squanto taught the Pilgrims how to plant and set up fish traps, allowing them to take full advantage of the abundance of natural resources that surrounded them. He also helped them gather fruits and herbs and taught them how to hunt in the wilderness. 

Squanto also helped establish relationships between the Pilgrims and Indians. Over time, the Pilgrims and Indians even learned how to trade with each other.

The life and legacy of Squanto is still well-known today because of the role he played in America’s history, for it was he, by God’s providence, which helped deliver and save the Pilgrims from total destruction.

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Morgan warmed up the audience before Hunter got up to do his presentation. When Hunter's turn was up, Morgan was sitting there, and while the room was quiet, Hunter all nervous..... Morgan starts saying loudly "bubba! bubba!" and clapping.  

Of course the entire room starts laughing, causing her brother to laugh, and even blush.  

She just wanted to cheer and support her brother....and make sure EVERYONE in that room knew who he was.  

Sigh!!! (Not Me, Monday!)

In truth, until yesterday evening, I wasn't going to have a Not Me, Monday! post.  I know you would have been as disappointed as me (not!).  So, as nature would have it, a Not Me, Post! came painfully to me. 

Boy, did we have a busy weekend.  Then again, don't we always seem to have busy weekends? 

For me, it was a movie marathon weekend, unplanned.  As I said in my previous post, honey brought home two movies Friday night, and we watched both of them that night.  Then, Saturday I went out to dinner and to the movies with some girlfriends, and we watched 'Ghost of Girlfriends Past.'  

It was alright.  I am a big fan of romantic comedies.  I adore Matthew McConaughey and Jennifer Garner.  

But, through all the silly stuff of the movie, it did have some really sweet true meanings of what love is about.  Jennifer, looks different, but still pretty as always.  Matthew is his usual character, the jerk that always knows how to turn it on right in time, to win over your heart, and he is just so cute, you can't say no.  You ladies know what I mean?  

If you are looking to see it, I think it can surely be one of those movies that can wait to arrive on DVD.  Just one's opinion.   It was fun hanging out with some girls for once.  It is amazing what a few little hours of girl time can do for a women, mother and wife.  

Oh, and while watching previews at the movies, I know the next movie I want to see.  It's called "My Sisters Keeper". Yes, it's going to be a tear jerker.  It's about a family and their daughter is sick with cancer.  It looks really good though. 

Sunday, was busy as well. We went to church, heard a rock'n message.  Then headed up North to Hunter's double-header game, and then stopped by some friends house for an hour, before heading home.  Baby girl was a trooper, having barely gotten in a single nap, she didn't fuss at all.  She did fall asleep on the way home, and she was so tired that she kept waking up last night, so today we will get her back on her schedule. 

SOO......

Last night. 

Yes, last night or early evening should I say, because there was still some light out.  I was hanging with Morgan and I opened the back door to the patio to let her see out, while she was propped up on my hip.  When all of the sudden, I noticed these two pigeons mating on the fence.  It was a funny site to see and being the picture nerd photographer I am, I sit Morgan down and start running toward my camera.  When all of the sudden I totally and completely wiped out.  When I say 'wiped out', I mean WIPED OUT!  As Mark would say, I was "handle over teapot" or something like that.  Or is that "ass over tea kettle?" 

It all happened so fast, it almost took me a second to realize what the heck just happened to me.  Why was I laying on my butt in the middle of my kitchen floor, in pain? I laid there for a second trying to decide if I wanted to cry and or needed to go to the hospital.

Where was Mark, you ask? 

Ha!  

My honey, was um... he was um..... in a meeting? LOL!  He was busy, let's just say.  

So, I lie on the floor alone, with Morgan looking at me.  I try to get up and my arm and my left knee are hurting, but keeping the focus as any real photographer would. I go for the camera, limping back to the back door.  Only to see that the birds where finished and gone.  Sounds familiar sometimes doesn't it ladies?  HA!! No, it was not me that just said that.  

You know we have to tease the boys now and then.  

Oh yea, it so was NOT ME that did any of that.  I made it all up.  

Now, I am reminded also, why I tell the kids "no running" in the house!!!  Geez!! 

So, because I missed the pigeon matting photo opportunity.  I had to google it, and the first image that came up, looked exactly like I was trying to photograph. Just incase you need the 'visual' part of the story, like me.  HA!

Oh, and remember THIS post?  

Well, its out.  So, if you receive FRONTGATE catalogs and their summer catalog called SPLASH.  My photos are in them from those shoots I mentioned on here back in February. 

Check them out. 

Thats me on the orange chair, picture is actually inside the magazine.  

What about your hair, Misty?  Today, was the day you had to have your mind made up.  

Yea, I know. 

But, I still don't have it made up.

However, I think I am going to leave it be for now.  I like it.  My BFF (ex agent of many years) also says to keep it, for it will be more flexible with the modeling stuff.  She is SO SMART.  LOL!  And then yesterday out of no where, honey says "I think I really like your hair like this."  

WHAT???

Okay, ladies, you know when your man says any form of compliment like that, the BIG RED STOP SIGN appears in your head and you take a mental note....."honey really likes this cut".  And we store it there for however long....telling ourselves to not mess with it.

Honey is always saying he loves my hair no matter what, as long as I don't die it black, shave it off or cut it as short as Sharon Stones. He isn't all that picky, I guess.  HA! So, when I can get an actually "I think I really like your hair like this" kind of comment from him, I take it.  

Thanks for all the votes..... 

Its funny, because 3 of my girlfriends this weekend all cut their hair SHORT.  I still have the itch, and I still may, but it just isn't going to happen today.  

Besides, I still haven't had the chance to try the curled look.  I want to see what that looks like on me.  

So the hair is staying like this for now.  

PS:  It is not me, that is totally limping around like a goober today.  Sigh! 

LEAVE IT or CUT IT?

Fine, now that you have all twisted my arms, I attempted to take photos on my own with my little hand held camera of my hair cut.  
Do you by chance realize just how incredibly hard that is?
Now take the challenge of that alone, with your husband sitting on the couch watching you and your one year old tugging at your pants.  
Not an easy task, but like I said, I attempted to take photos just for YOU.
So I went in with these three cut/styles for the stylist.

A little back ground.  

This is my first time to use this guy. He has been my BFF's hair dresser for many years, and as well as several models that I have worked with.  

He is now making "house calls" and so I jumped on the band wagon to join in with three other friends today and get my hair cut by him. 

I went in leaning more towards the first picture in the above collage, with the option of wanting to be able to do style number two if I wanted.  Picture number three, was just a longer version of picture number one, if that's what it needed to be to do the curls.  

So anyways.... 

If you are new here welcome, this parts for you.   A couple of months ago in March, I recently had just cut six inches off my hair.  So, this is round number two, and today I cut off almost two inches, and added layers. However, still thinking about going even shorter.  Just can't make up my mind. 

This is what I left with today.  

I had little light left to work with when attempting to take pictures of myself and hair.  I figured the side angle lets you see more of the layers.  

As I "attempted" to take pictures of my hair, for YOU.  All of the sudden, I hear birds going crazy in my back yard.  As I look over, I then see my pet lion cat, holding down a baby bird with his paws.  

So, I of course run out to rescue the baby bird.  The birds parents were going crazy, flying and chirping, trying their hardest to draw the attention on them and away from the baby.  

The Lion. (Shilo)

Morgan was NOT happy about any of this.  

Isn't it cute?  Look at its wild feathers on it's head.  

We let it go and mom and dad were thankful. 

So then it got dark out and I tried to snap a few more of what it actually looks like. 

This is all I got. 

This one was before the bird situation, and I pulled the back up in a clip to get an idea of what it would like ever shorter.  

(and no I did not touch up this photo at all or change my eye color - those are mine, thanks!)

So what do you think? 

Daddy brought home two movies tonight.  We watched the girly funny one first "Bridal War" or something like that.  It was alright, but a little too girly for me.  Then Morgan started to get really tired and climbed up on mommy.  Daddy thought it was so cute and I asked him to snap a photo because I have very little photos of me with my kids.  "Her eyes are as heavy as bowling balls", daddy said. 

I love this girl. 

Don't mind the brown shirt with green sweat pants.  I had brown on during the day, and got home put on comfy sweats. 

So should I leave it or go even shorter? 

Mark's response is cut it short, I will like you with what ever cut you go with, but you have been talking about this short cut for weeks, go for it.   In truth, he actually likes short hair (and long).  But he isn't one of those guys that really has a preference of short or long.  Which is good for me.  

So, I actually can't make up my mind.  

I went in there today, thinking dramatic.  I was walking out of there with short hair.  Instead, I walked out with a pretty rock-n-roll layered look.  I do like it.  I really do.  But..... will I also REALLY like the shorter cut? 

As that song by Ashlee Simpson goes that I am singing in my head right now "L.O.V.E."  

"All my girl stand in a circle, and clap your hands, this is for you.  No matter what you see me through."

So 'girls' what should I do, LEAVE IT or CUT IT???

On Sunday I am going to try the curl look, and see if it can look picture number two of Jessica Simpson.  I have to make my mind up by Monday, for the guy is making one last house call up here in our area that day, and he said he will cut more if I decided over the weekend I rather go short. 

Help!!!

Okay, now watching movie number two "The Uninvited." A scary movie.  I hate scary movies. Honey, however on the other hand is excited, and more excited that it's in Blue Ray.  BOYS!!! 

What?

PS:  I cut my hair again today.  A little shorter, with tons of layers now.  I may go back Monday and go even SHORTER!!!!