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It's a journal. It's a devotional. It's a record of a Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) survivor. It's documentation of God's activities in real time. There are good days and bad, happy times and sad... I tell it like it is. This is an unscripted walk along the meandering paths of my mind. My life has never been dull... and I've never known boredom. Read on, you'll see...

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Name:Iona Hoeppner
Location:Kissimmee, Florida, United States

I am a happily married mother and grandmother of a large family. I've also had several careers including writer, teacher, trucker, investment and finance advisor, web master and artist. I am an ordained minister (not to the pulpit) and consider my calling to Christ's service my most important role in life.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Bad Hair Day

Those who know me personally realize I am not overly fussy about hair and makeup, etc. but like to look well kempt. I try to coordinate my outfits and basically be presentable when I go out of the house. I like to wear jewelry and indeed once was a jeweler, so I usually wear appropriate jewelry for the occasion and my outfit. Like many of my generation, I always dress nicely to go to the doctor.

I went to the doctor today and had to stop in at my other doctor's office as well. I was well dressed enough and thought all was fine until I got home and happened to see myself in the bathroom mirror. Not only did I have no jewelry or lipstick on, I had not combed my hair! After I shower, I rub in some kind of styling gel then style and blow dry or just flip curls and let it dry naturally before I brush it out. Somehow I must have gotten distracted because I had a look that would do any punk rocker proud. My hair was a tangled, spiky mess!


Of course, no one whispered in my ear that I needed to comb my hair. I have good friends who would have reminded me, but most of society would have been too "polite" to let me know my coiffure was insanely bad. If I had encountered one, a young child might have been open and innocent enough to ask if I had forgotten to fix my hair.

Most folks are afraid they might offend by commenting on appearances,.. and often that is true.
Pastor Rob would probably have said something, though. He is so openly loving and so warm and genuine, people just naturally know there is no guile in his words. We could use a lot more folks like that.

Richard Simmons didn't mind my hair. He and I spent a full half hour Sweatin' to the Oldies together. I was truly winded when we finished, so something good must be happening there. As for my other resolutions, most are still on, but today I did not spend an hour in structured Bible study, plus Richard got home late and I forgot it was Wednesday so we missed Bible Study... bummer.

I did finish updating all the archived Handmaidens pages and have part of a new issue of the webzine completed as well. I can't believe it has been almost five years since I published the webzine. This will be the "come back" issue, I guess. I even have a new staff writer, Marsha Jordan of http://hugsandhope.org and will be talking to some others about becoming Handmaidens staff writers. I am also encouraging others to contribute articles, poetry, etc. on a freelance basis. If interested, visit the Handmaidens site and poke around, then send a sample of your work to iona@handmaidens.org

My friend Eva got a telemarketer's call on her cell phone the other night. That can be SO annoying! Here's how to stop it; go to http://donotcall.gov/ which is the National Do Not Call Registry. There you will see instructions on how to stop the callers for good.

I am so excited. My daughter Stephanie is coming tomorrow! I don't know what time, but I'll be here all day. She's the one who is studying Chinese at Monterey. I want to be "all there" when she comes so better wrap this up and get a good night's sleep.

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