Apparently I'm only pretty with lots of effort!

Well, men are as predictable as ever! (Sorry guys.) I went back into the Sherwin Williams store to pick up my paint after getting myself dressed and made up for the day. I had barely stepped in the door before the same guy that couldn't wait to brush me off earlier hollered from the back of the store, "Can I help you?" He obviously didn't recognize me because I told him who I was and why I was there, and he couldn't believe I was the same person. His eyes actually widened a little, and he made a face before he caught himself (one if those surprised, I can't believe it faces). Once again, I'm no beauty, but apparently make up makes an enormous difference!

Am I pretty?

Just FYI, this has absolutely nothing to do with cancer. It is an observation I made and thought was interesting, so I am sharing!

Last week, I went into Sherwin Williams to buy some paint to redo Luke's old playroom into my new office (YEAH!). Anyway, at the time I originally went into the store, I had just left the house and was as decked out as I get. Not that I'm a stunner or anything, but I was dressed nice, had on make-up, and my hair was as good as it currently gets. Anyway, the guy in the store was very friendly, attentive, and even gave me a contractor discount on my paint. He was not inappropriate in any way, but he did go above and beyond as far as I'm concerned. Fast forward to today. I went back to Sherwin Williams after dropping Luke off at school. This time, I was coming back home to work on the house so I was wearing old clothes, no make up, and a hat. I was the only person in the store. I needed them to darken up some paint I bought last week because it was too light. The guy took one look at me and told me they would work on it and give me a call later. I asked how long it would be (again, I'm the ONLY person in the store). He kind've sighed and said, "Well, if we stay slow like this, it probably won't be long. Just leave your number and we'll call you." They weren't rude per se, but come on, I'm the only one in the store. You can't just go ahead and get to work on it, and then if you get busy tell me to come back later. Seriously! So, now I'm curious. When I go back to Sherwin Williams later today to pick up my paint, you can bet I'm going to be looking a lot better than when I went in. Once again, I'm no beauty, but apparently a little make up makes a HUGE difference in how I look. I'm just going to conduct a little experiment and see if how I look makes a difference in how they treat me. Unfortunately, I'm willing to bet it does. I'll keep you posted on how it goes. Maybe I should become an investigative journalist...

Pink Ribbons

So, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. This means there are pink ribbons EVERYWHERE! There are pink ribbons on the cereal, the toilet paper, tape dispensers, plastic bags. You name it, there are pink ribbons on it. As a survivor, sometimes I find this somewhat uncomfortable at times. When I go to the store to buy things for the house, I do not want to be reminded every 10 seconds about breast cancer. It's kind've like getting punched in the stomach repeatedly. Yet at other times, I almost find the ribbons comforting. What can I say, I'm a complicated person. For instance, I have a pink ribbon bracelet that I like to wear. It does not bother me at all...I wear it as kind've a badge of honor; however, when I buy toilet paper, it drives me crazy that it has pink ribbons on it. This probably is not making any sense. That's alright, I seldom really make any sense anyway. I'm glad there is a Breast Cancer Awareness Month and so many products help raise money for breast cancer research. I just wish I didn't have it shoved down my throat repeatedly for an entire month. The fact that I was diagnosed during October doesn't help things either. This month has been really hard on me so far. I'm so thankful to be alive and healthy today, but I can't help flashing back to everything I was feeling last year this time. I've posted it before, and I will probably post it again. Each time I get discouraged or feel anxious (which is a lot lately), I can find comfort in this..."Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out His love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom He has given us." Romans 5:3-5.

P.S. It has not escaped me that my background for my blog is covered in pink ribbons. Like I said, I'm a complicated person!