Lessons, babies, and hair

You were all very concerned..and oh so sweet! And I am sorry, it was not my intention to concern you all, merely to relay what I later considered to be quite a doozy of a Monday! With that said, thank you! And don’t worry, lesson learned!

Nani , the contact information is absolutely essential! You are completely correct! And I do carry it with me with English and Portuguese! It has all my American information, relative information, and medical information in case something were to happen! But just so everyone knows…everyone should carry that information with them. Not just if you live in a foreign country. In a crisis, it is a major time saver.

Moving on, about telling Sidnei…You know, I tell him everything. I mean absolutely everything. I did tell him that I didn’t feel well today and about the bus accident, but I didn’t divulge the entirety of the not feeling good. This is only for his sanity as well as my own. If he knew, he would seriously not want me to go out by myself at all. He already worries, and I know for good reason. But I swear people, if I don’t get out of this house…well people may get hurt. And no one wants that to happen. And just so you know, when I told him I didn’t feel good, I suspected because of the heat, he did tell me I wasn’t going by myself anymore. I ignored him and walked away.

Next: There will be no having of the babies. At least not by me. At least not right now. Granted, we will make beautiful babies, have no doubt. But remember the kissing taunt? You know so and so, sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes so and so with a baby carriage. All that is correct. However, the left out a VERY important part. The house. The house comes before the baby. Because there is no room for baby in a 10x10 (if that) room in your in laws house.  Not unless we want Momma to be institutionalized. But I promise, the minute we suspect the pitter pattering of tiny feet, you will be among the first to know.

Now since Tricia asked so nicely….here is the hair.

This was about a week after it was butchered cut. I’m still waiting for some growth before I am able to take a picture with curly short. But to be fair, EVERY SINGLE time it sounds like a great idea to cut my hair. No matter how short I cut it, I always go through a mourning period. A period of the wailing and the gnashing of teeth. And the WHY ME? And why would I do that to myself? What was I thinking? I hate it every single time. This time was no exception. So I will wait patiently while I grow it out again. But next time, will someone remember and remind me? So as to avoid all the wailing and gnashing? No doubt Sidnei will remember. He is NOT a fan. He mourns the loss of my hair almost as much, if not more, than I do.