Rose Room Exudes Energy

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I’m loving this place. The dance floor packs them in like sardines with a DJ that keeps you going all night. Pair that with a cool light show and the place is hoppin’. If you get thirsty, there’s a bar on either side with bartenders who can help you out with just about anything you can think of. And, if you need to cool off, you can people watch from the second or third floor balconies.

Despite the crowd, my girlfriends and I were able to make a little circle on the outside of the dance floor to get our grove on. The circle collapsed now and again with everyone pressed together, but people move on and off the dance floor. One of my friends couldn’t believe this great of a night club was in North Austin.

After awhile, we wanted a break. There’s a door that leads to 77 Degrees, the rooftop bar next door, which is pretty darn cool and a totally different vibe.

Tips for not getting your butt grabbed:

So, one of my friends danced on the inside of our circle most of the night and her butt saw a lot of unwanted action.

  1. Keep your booty pointed to the outside edge/stage/DJ
  2. Don’t stop moving

​Yes, that means some of your friends takes one for the team, but it’s not you. Of course, that didn’t stop a guy from grabbing my ring hand to see if I was married, but hey, you pick your battles.

What is it with guys grabbing women now anyway? Do you think that’s going to go over well? What happened to hands off?

Ten Hangover Cures

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This topic has been requested. So, I got together with my friends and we made a top ten list just in time for the weekend. Fair warning, I have not tried all of these, but some of my friends swear by them so here we go.

    1. Go one for one. One glass of water to one glass of alcohol. This totally works.
    2. Talk to the bartender at the beginning of the night and ask him to give you water and lime when you ask for vodka. I’m told this is good if you’re out with clients and don’t want to seem like a lightweight. (I totally don’t care. I am a light weight. I own that. I weigh 100 lbs, get over it cuz I can’t keep up with you. But, I digress.)
    3. Take two Dramamine and two Ibuprofen before you go to bed and viola, no hangover. FYI – there are warnings about mixing Ibuprofen and alcohol.
    4. Hair of the dog (i.e. Bloody Mary, Poinsetta, Mimosa). Just the thought of this makes me want to puke, but whatever.
    5. Run and sweat it out. It sucks but it totally works.
    6. Sex. Um, okay. I guess it’s the same concept as running??
    7. Greasy food (a la Hut’s, In and Out) Now I’m hungry.
  1. Take six Chlorella a day and you won’t get hangovers. I still don’t quite get this one, but okay.
  2. Pickle juice
  3. Milk. Also makes me want to vomit.

There you have it! Have fun and be safe.

Don’t Be a Suicide Blonde

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Stress messes with your tresses. All of the stress caused by a divorce can do all kinds of messed up stuff to your body. Hair loss and excessive dryness can be caused by: severe trauma, strict diet of low fat/low calories and extreme stress.

There are several ways to help prevent and combat hair loss and damage. So put on those combat boots, because you haven’t heard this song in awhile, dig into a diet with healthy fats and use stimulating hair products. Then kick those heavy things off and relax because that helps too.

Eating a diet that is too low in fat or calories can be very detrimental to your hair. Sometimes you may not feel like eating, or cooking, or getting out of bed… But healthy fats, especially polyunsaturated fats, are good for your hair. Good fats help with hair’s health, strength, shine and overall texture. So remember to eat a healthy and beneficial diet. Fish, nuts, oils and avocados will definitely benefit your hair and your body.

There are many stimulating hair products on the market (not that kind of stimulating). Stimulating products (shampoo, conditioner and topical sprays) help increase circulation which will help to stimulate hair growth. Massaging your scalp will also help increase blood flow to tiny blood vessels, and will bring the supply of vital nutrients to your hair follicles. When you are sitting in front of the TV at night just massage your scalp with your nails in a circular motion, not too hard, for about 5-10 minutes. Plus it feels reeaaallly goood.

Take a moment every day to just be by yourself, even if it is just 5-10 minutes. Go sit in a quiet room and just breath. Even if this is in your car, just take a second to breath. Everything is going to be ok and you are going to be ok. Just taking a few minutes each day will help calm you and your body will appreciate it.

by Anna Craig, owner of Trashy Roots Salon

Suicide Blonde by INXS

Two Weeks (okay a month) Without You

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I’m in the middle of spending an entire month without my kids. I’ve never gone this long without being with them. I distinctly remember my first five days without them and it was excruciating.

This is a whole lot longer than five days and I miss them, but it’s completely different this time. I still get to text, talk or FaceTime with them every day. Even it’s a short and sweet “I love you and miss you,” we touch base.

I miss seeing their smiles and hearing their laughter. I miss goofing around together, watching movies together, playing games and just hanging out. I miss their late night philosophical questions. I miss hearing, “I love you mommy” on a daily basis and seeing their eyes sparkle as they say it. I miss hearing about their dreams, goals and fears because that rarely comes up during a phone call. I do the mom thing and still worry about them daily (I’ve been told this never goes away).

However, this time is different because I’m in a different place. Maybe because of that I’ve approached this month in a completely different way than I approached that first five days. That first time I was focused on trying to fill that time with things to do just to keep my mind off of not having my kids because it felt like a loss. I was needy and needed my friends. This time I’ve approached it as a time to solely focus on me because when do you EVER get a month to focus on you?

So far, it’s been wonderful. I’ve read, danced all over my house with music blaring (and singing loudly and off-key), relaxed, made a significant dent in that ongoing to-do list, reconnected with old friends, hung out with my group, decorated my house, eaten a lot of delicious food, gone out and lived it up just like a vacation (except the whole working during the week thing, there’s still weeknights).

I’ve also taken the time to do a lot of reflecting. Being alone in my very quiet house has been awesome and given me the opportunity to do a lot of soul-searching, analysis of the past and healing.

I feel myself settling back into who I was before I got married (hopefully a wiser and more experienced version, or Me 2.0). I’ve made mistakes, asked for forgiveness and more importantly learned from those mistakes and forgiven myself.

I’ve reached out to an old friend whose friendship I lost because of a person who is no longer a part of my life. It’s funny how close friends try to tell you something and you just aren’t ready to hear it or accept it. It’s hard to watch a friend be dragged down by a toxic relationship they refuse to leave. That conversation was healing and awesome because we had been so close and I never really had satisfactory answers as to why things broke down. Understanding brings healing and our friendship has picked back up. I’m thankful for that.

My sweet boys have a bumpy few months ahead of them. Not only because of transitioning to new schools (middle and high) and growing up, but also because of personal things about to happen in their lives. So this month has given me the chance to learn more about how I can be there for them, support them and guide them through it. I feel a lot more prepared as a parent.

Although these times apart from our children can be hard, finding a way to make this time about you is truly is a rare gift to recharge.

Vacation, The Go-Gos

Waiting All Day For a Sunday Night

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A good coach knows what each player’s strengths are. You can have a team of highly talented people, but they may not work well together, they may not click. When you do have a team who connects, who has this sixth sense of knowing where to be and where the ball is going to be thrown, it’s like magic.

I love the Cowboys. I’ve been a fan my whole life. Every game, I hope for a win. Every season, I hope for the playoffs. I see the odds, I know the other teams, their offenses and defenses and even when I know we’re going to lose a game, I still hope, I still watch, I still cheer. Because every once in a while, everything falls into place and everyone is on their game even when the odds aren’t in our favor.

Aikman, Smith and Irvin had an incredible connection that was beautiful to watch. I’ve only felt that kind of connection with one person – that giddy, pinch me, butterflies, climb mountains, I’m-on-vacation-and-never-want-to-leave, I’ll-do-anything-to-see-you-smile feeling. Even though all of those connections are over, it was incredible to have experienced it. I still hope to see another one for myself and for my Cowboys, but if not, the memories are amazing.

Will we see another dynasty like that? Who knows. Will I ever have that connection with someone again? Who knows.

But just like when that ball is released into the air on a third and long play (because you better be throwing that ball if you need more than 10 yards and the defense is tighter than your rich uncle), I bite my lip, hold my breath, hope and wait…

NFL Sunday Night Theme Song – Carrie Underwood

I Get Knocked Down, But I Get Up Again

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We all get the wind knocked out of our sails from time to time. Whether it’s your ex causing you static, not getting a job you wanted, getting passed over for a promotion or your kids just not listening.

I’m a big proponent of team sports for this reason. My oldest son plays hockey. He gets checked into the boards and knocked to the ice, but he pops up every time. One mom calls him Gumby. His coach taught him how to take a hit, but it’s his spirit and his will to succeed that picks him up with a look that says, “What? That’s all you’ve got?” As his mom, I don’t like watching him take that hit, but I love watching him get up.

The lessons our kids learn and hopefully the lesson you’ve learned is that there is always a next time, a next play, a next take. You get a do over. My family does ‘do-overs.’ We do ‘try-agains.’ Because let’s face it, we all make mistakes.

We don’t always do our best. Sometimes we do our best, but it’s just not good enough or outside people try to wreck havoc on our awesomeness. We don’t bring it all on every occasion, but when you believe in someone and believe in yourself, you get back up, you do it over, you try again no matter what is knocking you down. The important thing is you get back up because eventually you’ll knock it out of the park.

Song: Tubthumping by Chumbawamba

I Depend On Me

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“All the women who are independent, throw your hands up at me.”

I’m not just celebrating our country’s independence this July, I’m also celebrating mine. My one-year divorce anniversary is just a couple of weeks away.

In the past year I’ve learned several things. The most important lesson I learned is that you are only limited by what you believe.

I bought into limits that were placed on me, told to me. I allowed those limits to take root and believed those things about myself until someone showed me that they weren’t true. That person saw me for me, made me feel cherished and full of life. I began to see myself as a different person. I started believing in myself. I started standing up for myself, standing firm and standing strong. I stopped running. I stopped hiding. I stopped caving.

The world is an amazing playground full of interesting people. Each new day is an opportunity to explore the world, meet someone new, see the world through their eyes, learn something and love with all of your heart.

Independence is bliss. I’m happier than I’ve been in almost two decades. No one tells me what to do, who I am or what I can and can’t be.

The people in my life now are my same close circle of friends who believe in me and who know that life isn’t just about the journey, it’s about the ones you invite to share it with. I’ve added to that outer circle and stopped inviting a few who see life in a different way, who drain instead of fill, who tear down instead of building up, who judge instead of understand.

The divorce process is hell, but emerging from the other side is amazing. I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. Life isn’t about surviving or the rote day-to-day, it’s about exploring, learning, growing and loving.

Carpe diem to all of those independent women out there!