Saturday, May 7, 2011

Cindy in Chicago - Day Seventeen

Average wait time at the University of IL: 180 days. Days I've waited on the list: 184

I'm not sure I like the titles to these blogs... Cindy in Chicago - Day One, Day Eight, Day What? Ouch. I have to find the blog from Julie and Julia. Did she do this count up type of thing? Or did she count down the recipes?

I'm kind of getting into a bad habit--staying up to crazy late, early the next day hours. I hate going to sleep. I don't feel satisfied that my day was productive enough. I don't feel like I'm home and yet I don't feel like I'm leaving anytime soon. I don't have a goal or a vision or a cut off date. I do have a better Interent connection at night. Hmmm...that's a good excuse. 8^)

Check out my favorite slippers. I already own a pair but they wore out to the soles. Haflingers from Germany and although these retail at $89 I get them off Ebay for $24 and no shipping. They are heaven for my feet. The color--well I could have picked blue or solid brown but love this orange pop-sickle look.

Maybe I'll call it a morning. Sleep in and come back to update again. I think I'll do a pancreas 101 blog soon. Lot's of people asking me what and how and why do I need a transplant. Be warned--the pictures you are about to see will be gruesome.

Pancreas pics another day. Being that today is Mother's Day and I'm all alone, I decided to make it "all about me." Hahahahaha. (Where are you Angie!)

Lenee picked me up with her three way cool awesome kids and they took me out to a 50's diner--Ed's. She knew I'd like it because all the employees are trained to be very mean to everyone. I SO LOVED IT! I want to get a job there. Like, "Hey, Lola, is that really a baby in your gut or a humongous tumor?" That was one of my come backs after she called me a retard. Oh I found my dream job!

So why about me? This amazing stylist in the city here cut and colored my hair. Oh, she did a superb job but I am sad I lost my wild, crazy look. It's a perfect surgery doo--easy to deal with. But everyone says I look cuter and younger. You let me know what you think. There are lot's of before pics and then a couple of after. Oh wow...

Speaking in Florida March 2011

Nose surgery Summer 2010

Winter 2010

Winter 2010

Summer 2010

September 2010 Florida

Summer 2010 Church Picnic

Fall 2010 after nose surgery

Bryan Duncan and I Summer 2010

Winter 2011

These are after the cut...and color...
May 8, 2011
Even my nose looks big.
I don't see me as cute--I look old, worn out

Yucky Poo - I'm ugly now!
And the voting begins. But if you think the last two--my current state of hair, is the best, you really have to get new glasses. Your prescription is too old. Yeah, I know It will grow back. I will have high-low color again to reflect my whimsical personality. It has to be my surgery doo and cannot be done to me again.

Okay, I feel better now that I vented. Happy Mother's Day - Bah Humbug!

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  1. Cute! It does not make your nose look big!
    My vote: I like the cut. I'm not too inspired by the coloring. Before you say it, yes, my glasses are old but the prescription is good.

    You sound like me whenever I get a new haircut. Just stay away from the mirror for a while. It is different from what you are used to, but you will get used to it.

    I can relate to your feelings today about your hair (I have never liked my straight fine hair) and your loneliness (I miss my children and have not heard from them today) and your venting. It's hard to be away from your family especially on Mother's Day.
    I enjoy reading your blog. You have a lot of people praying for you. The blog gives us direction for our prayers, from the largest needs to the ones that seem tiny but are important to you and therefore to God. Stay strong Cindy.

  2. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL............happy mother's day!

  3. Your hair is fine but you should change your lipstick tone to a dusty rose or peachy shade. That would give your face a softer look.

    I vote to get rid of the countdown headlines.


  4. Bad lighting
    Fresh lipstick
    Countdown keeps me sane. Once I am transplanted, I'll start a Count Up for going home! 8^)