I found this article on MSN that basically says that curcumin, the key ingredient in turmeric and curry, can help prevent brain cells from being destroyed, thus curbing Alzheimers and brain degeneration. As if I need another reason to eat more curry. But this definitely makes me hungry for some now. 
We bought Zack a pool (a small one) on Monday. We were going to let him get in it yesterday evening, after it had a chance to warm up all day. Then it rained. And somehow, the plug came out and all the water ran out of it. And now it's cloudy and looks like rain again. Maybe he'll finally be able to get into it by the weekend. 
Not much new going on here. Zack is watching Sesame Street--his FAVORITE show. It's the only show he really watches from beginning to end. We usually watch it together, so I can comment and question him and get him to interact with me and the show. Cookie Monster was just teaching the letter D of the day, and he kept using the word "don't." Zack walked up to me and said "dont!" I just smiled! He's getting to be such a big boy now! I know I probably brag too much, but don't all parents love to do that?
Zack has taken to putting on our shoes and trying to walk in them. He usually falls and gets upset. But when he's just standing there in them, he's sooooo cute. As usual, in this pic, he's got on a totally mismatched outfit... but to me, he's the cutest little boy in the world.
So last night I went and got my hair cut and styled--it's cut in a swing bob that is short in the back, gradually longer on the sides and front. Then I stopped in at WalMart to pick up a few things. While I shopped, the storms began--big, loud, blowing rainy storms. The thunder shook the store and through the sky-lights (which I had never noticed before this storm) I could see the lightning and how dark the sky had gotten outside. I had brought a cheapo umbrella in the store with me for the walk back to the car. After I paid for my purchases, I walked toward the exit--there were a lot of people standing there watching the torrential downpour and "waiting it out," which I knew would take too long. There I was, newly cut and styled in a *white* t-shirt and leather flip-flops, debating on the best way to get to the car. I decided to make a run for it, when I saw this woman next to me. She had a little girl, maybe 3 years old, in the back of the cart, and a small (possibly 6 or 7 month old) baby girl in the front. They baby was wide-eyed with ever clap of thunder and the little girl was staring out at the rain while tightly gripping the side of the cart. The woman was explaining that they would have to wait because they had no umbrella. I offered her my umbrella, but she declined. We inched closer to the door, and the baby wailed and the little girl started to cry. I handed her the umbrella and told her it was just a freebie umbrella and I had another one in my car, and she thanked me and we both ventured out--her with the two little girls huddled under the umbrella, me, running like a mad woman toward my car. When I got in my car, I had lost track of where the woman went. I looked at my reflection and I saw my mascara running and my hair was plastered to my head--water was dripping off my nose. And you could see my white bra quite plainly through my soaked shirt. Not sure how much an umbrella would have helped me. I hope it helped her, though.
I found this page from the local "Velocity" publication with 100 facts about Louisville. Some of them might be outdated (I think this ran actually in 2004), but there are some old historical bits of data that I found quite interesting. Cool stuff.
I've often wrestled with these two states of being. When I make an effort, fix myself up, and head out to be with friends, I feel self confident. Most days, even when I go out on my own, I have confidence and hold my head high and nothing anyone says can make me feel like I'm not worthy of attention. But there are days when I don't feel that way. On those days, when I look in the mirror I see only the flab, bags under my eyes, bad hair. Those days, nothing goes right and I often just wish I were back at home. Oh, and some people can have that effect on me. The looks they give me or even a snicker or eye roll can send me reeling... I've spent most of my life feeling self conscious about my size and a couple of other embarrassing aspects of my body that I won't mention specifically. But I've taken care of most of those things, so I do feel better about myself now. I think back to my middle school and high school days when I was made fun of by a certain group of people on a regular basis... that practically destroyed my self esteem. It has taken me years to build that back up and feel like I am normal--that I can fit in and even blend or even stand out if I want--but for good reasons, not negative ones. And if I've learned anything from my life so far, it's that I should never have let those people treat me like that back then. I've always been worthy of attention--positive, not negative. Nothing they said should have held me back. Sad that it took me this long to really understand that.
I've been perusing hairstyle websites and I think I'm going to go get a few inches cut off of my hair today. I haven't had it cut in months and the back is too long and scraggly looking. I'm considering a sort of "bob" cut just a little longer than chin-length. The layers in my hair are about that length, so I think evening out the rest would work out. And I have been trying to grow out the black hair color, but I've decided I like it too much. So I'm going to dye it black again. lol I'm too indecisive about my hair. But I figure, it's hair, and it will grow out again if I don't like it.
So I like wearing sleeveless shirts and tank tops in summer. Which means I need to wear strapless bras with them, because I hate having my bra straps hanging out. I had a nice beige strapless bra and my favorite comfortable black strapless bra for wearing with darker tops. We went on vacation and I am fairly positive that I left them both in the condo's dresser drawer. I remember unpacking and thinking I was going to put them both in with the clean clothes, but I remember getting distracted by Dave asking me something, so I think I never got them out of the drawer. I've gone through all of our vacation stuff and I've done all the laundry. I put it all away, and still no bras. *sigh* 
Today I went out searching for a replacement bra. I found one that is off white, but it has lace on it and I'm not much into lace. I bought it anyway. It fits ok, but isn't as comfortable or flattering as my other bras were. I think I may go out tonight and buy a new one at Lane Bryant. I love their Cacique bras. And they have a new one that looks really comfortable and flattering. I guess we'll see.
