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I Secretly Want to Be A Hot Ginger

Okay, so it isn't a secret anymore.  Maybe it is a daddy thing (my dad has red hair, but the only thing I inherited from him was my sparkling personality).  Maybe it is the fact that hot gingers are as mysterious as unicorns.  But let's face it, hot gingers...are hot.  Guys love them.  Blonde hair,  blue eyes; while hot, yes--overplayed.  Brown hair, brown eyes--too girl next door-ish.  Hot ginger girls are where it's at.  (And brown hair, with light eyes..jealous of the light eyes for sure.  My guess is Haley will be a dirty blonde-hair color not personality- with blue eyes or brown hair blue eyes.  I am hoping for brown hair, blue eyes).


(If it was only mildly creepy, I would post a pic of Megan to prove my point.  Not only is she a hot ginger, but she breeds adorable ginger babies as well. )

Baby on hip, I found myself standing in Wal-Mart trying to decide on a hair color.  And if you think this is post how this Abbott went red, sorry it's not.  While I would love to be a ginger, I am not delusional enough to think I can pull it off-let alone with a box kit.  But I wanted something different.  I use to go with a brown-black.  Then I moved to a dark-golden brown.  Then medium golden-brown.  But they all ended up looking the same in the end.  So this time, I went crazy.  Totally out of the box (literally and figuratively). Soft Mahogany Dark Brown.
I know what your thinking.  That is crazy and extreme.  What was she thinking.  I guess parenthood has been making me want to bust out with something new and different. (I'm being sarcastic-I know it's not all that different-I hope your getting that).  When I compared the box to my hair, it was clearly lighter.  I dyed my hair, and guess what?  It looks the same as it always does. And plus, it turned out a lot darker than I anticipated. Goodie.  Oh well, it was worth a shot I guess.  I was hoping to get just a little red tint to my hair, but not so much.  Just dark brown once again.  

You know how I know I am lacking material and motivation for my blog.  I start blogging about box kitting my hair (I know this isn't Twitter, and it is one of my pet-peeves when people hashtag things outside of the twitter world, but I am going for it anyway: #brokegirlproblems).  The truth is, I have been in a la-la land of stress.  Nothing major, just a bajillion small things that are getting to me.  Nothing worth discussing.  But I am bummed that I am totally failing at my new year goals.   I've decided to let myself off the hook for the weekend, and hitting them hard again starting Monday.  Life should begin it's new normal on Monday.  What I mean by that is Ian officially starts his new schedule and as do I.  

Well that is all I have for you today.  I hope everyone has a positive weekend and gets a chance to enjoy this beautiful weather.  

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Megan said…
Breanna, you have lost your mind! Thank you for the huge compliment, but you are crazy! I've been dying to be brunette and have your tan skin MY ENTIRE LIFE. Let's switch!
1/06/2012 9:56 PM
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