Personal Stories of Triumph, Pain and Everything In-between…

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It had been 4 months since I have had a haircut I was looking like a shaggy dog – I finally had someone come in for just one hour, so I Stresscould get my hair cut.

The beautician was commenting on how broken my hair was – she had never seen it this way.  She said it could be because of stress, who knew not only would my hair fall out – it would become brittle and broken!

My hair is also falling out at an alarming pace, thank goodness for Joan (Joan Rivers Great Hair Day) !  I have  tried many products but hers works the very best, a bit pricey but worth it.

Since I am now getting fat and “bald” I decided to go and get some supplements that may help – Costco here I come. I found it “Beautiful Hair Skin & Nails” is what it is called.

Stress - great help...

I went home and opened the bottle to take the supplement right away. You would not believe what I saw – the most beautiful pills I have ever seen! Seriously – small oval shaped that were a dark silvery pink. I just had to laugh “marketing” yes, yes I thought that was exactly what I need a beautiful pill to give me beautiful hair.

I had to laugh out loud… “Only In America”

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Guilty pleasures or just self-sabotage?

I am really going insane – it seems I cannot stop eating Cheetos and drinking Rockstars. Every day I swear “NO I AM NOT GOING TO!”

Yet here I am another day indulging in my new guilty pleasures. Worse yet empty calories, plus I cannot afford the consequences of this choice.

I am already so stressed it seems this is what I am driven to. Guilty PleasuresJunk food and casino games, yes you heard it those stupid little games on your phone I just get lost in them.

Talk about unproductive – I have zillions of things to do on top of taking care of my husband. I just don’t have the desire to do anything else.

That is why last night when I answered the door with frizzled hair-like strands of spaghetti, my house a total disaster I didn’t care until I saw my husband’s son and daughter the son whom we have not seen for six months. Yes the snobby son who likes the finer things in life…

Why do people not understand, PLEASE CALL before coming – at least I can start throwing things into the bedroom or something?…

Yes, that is right – things are that pathetic and out of control right now…

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On a lighter note.

I just love this video – maybe because I identify LOL –  all women will love this video. Even my husband got a kick out of it!

Lyrics

Older Ladies by Donnalou Stevens

Well, I ain’t 16, not a beauty queen.
My eyes are baggin’ and my skin is saggin’,
And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,
Then maybe that’s not love.

Well I ain’t 20 either and I don’t care neither.
My hair is gray and I like it that way.
And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,
Then maybe that’s not love.

If you don’t think I rock, well we ain’t gonna roll.
If you don’t think I hung the moon, my hot just turned to cold.
If you want a younger model, I wish you well, sweet pea.
‘cause if you can’t see what it is you have,
Then you ain’t having me.

I got cellulite and achin’ feet,
And my thighs kinda jiggle when I giggle or wiggle,
And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,
Then maybe that’s not love.

My tummy ain’t tucked or liposucked.
It’s a little poochy, but I still Hoochy Koochy,
And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,
Then maybe that’s not love.

See, I’m no longer desperate. I’ll only have a man,
If he has the smarts to see how hot that I still am.
If you want a younger model, I wish you well, sweet pea.
If you can’t see what it is you have,
Then you ain’t having me.

Older ladies, older ladies, older ladies… are DIVINE!

Well I gotta chicken neck and I love it, by heck,
It makes a double chin whenever I grin,
And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,
Then maybe that’s not love.

I got saggy breasts that droop from my chest,
Pert near down all the way to my nest,
And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,
Then maybe that’s not love.

If you don’t think I rock, well we ain’t gonna roll.
If you don’t think I hung the moon, my hot just turned to cold.
If you want a younger model, I wish you well, sweet pea.
’cause if you can’t see what it is you’ve got,
You ain’t getting me.

Older ladies, older ladies, older ladies… are DIVINE!
Older ladies, older ladies, older ladies… what are we ladies? We’re DIVINE!

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