whiffs.

Public Service Announcement:  I have like the oiliest hair known to mankind.

Seriously, I wash it in the morning and each night it's already starting to look oily.  

And yes, oily = gross.

So there is absolutely no way I can go anywhere without a hat on if I don't wash my hair every single day.

This makes me super jealous of all the women who actually have hair that looks better when it's not been washed for a day or two.  But, alas, I am not one of them.

In high school I learned this little trick of using baby powder in your hair.  This takes the oily look away. But, I was always a little grossed out by it.  Just because I like for my hair to feel clean. 

Yes, I'm weird.

But I'm assuming you've already figured that out.

So I rarely - I mean like twice in my life, have ever used this so called "trick".

Yesterday being one of them.

Worker Man and I decided, kinda last minute, that we wanted to go to the early service at church.  And there was no time for washing my hair. Well, unless we were going to be late - which, by the way, I absolutely despise to be late to church.

So I remembered this little trick from high school and busted out the baby powder. It actually worked really well. [Except for the whole I don't like my hair to be gross thing.] So, since it was working so well, I just kept shaking until it finally looked like it needed to.

So we get to church and pick our seats.   And right before the service started, a family walks in and needs a seat.  So we move down like 5 seats.  And I end up sitting right under a vent.  And by vent, I mean I felt like I was in a tornado.

So all of the sudden I start getting these ridiculous whiffs of baby powder.  And yes, I love the smell of baby powder just as much as the next guy.  But holy cow!  It was strong.  I mean like over-the-top strong.

Thankfully no one was sitting on the other side of me.  Which was the direction in which the massive wind gusts were blowing.  

Well that is until our friends arrived late and came to sit beside us.  

Daniel sits next to me and I'll tell you, all I could focus on was the fact that he kept kinda looking around and sniffing.  And eventually kept his hands kinda, nonchalantly over his nose the rest of the service.

I caught the "you need to be a better wife" part of the message, but only between the ridiculous breaths of baby powder and the anxious anticipation that he might figure out my secret and realize that I was the one with half a bottle of baby powder in my hair.

Lesson learned.

small group.

last july i went to the deeper still conference with beth moore, kay arthur and priscilla shirer. 

well, priscilla shirer was amazing.

her teaching was so clear and concise.  and over six months later i still remember what she talked about.  the verse that she taught on and the points that she made.  it has stuck with me.

one of our christmas presents each year from my parents is a devotional.  well i happened to be with mom one afternoon at lifeway and she let me pick out what i wanted.  i immediately knew that i wanted a priscilla shirer study. 


so, i picked out this one:

let me just tell you, it did not disappoint.

it has been phenomenal.  so honest and straight forward.  seriously i love when i sit down to do this bible study because i know that i will leave with some awesome food for thought.

so, since i loved it so much, i convinced the ladies of the group we are involved with at church that we had to do this study for our first small group.

tonight's the first night. 

and i can't wait! 

[the guys are using the book, the man code - for my three male readers who might be interested :)]