Cool Like That

I had a big weekend. First there was the hair extension; this was followed by a new jewelry acquisition. Yeah, I'm cool like that.  How was your weekend?

Happy Father's Day to all the Dads out there, especially mine; he's always been cool.

It has to be genetic~
Life is Good!

Hairdos (And Dont's) Through The Years...

I was talking with a good friend on Saturday and she mentioned to me that she has had the same hairdo for the last forty years. She's the second person to tell me that in as many weeks; I cannot relate. The last forty years have seen many different styles atop my own head; some were good, some that I recall were a royal pain to maintain, and some were from the "what was I thinking?" era. Recently I have been reacquainted with all of them through my self-imposed "this is your life" photo-organization journey. I thought it appropriate to post this one today, on the 26th anniversary of my 34th birthday... I would love to gather the children and recreate a modern version of this snapshot; we'll skip re-doing that hairdo though... it was one from that "pain to maintain" category!

I thought, since we were on the subject of 1987, you'd enjoy these two photos (another view of that hairstyle!) as well. Back then, I volunteered to spend time working with a 5th grade class at the local elementary school; they wanted to construct a quilt depicting lifestyle changes over the two hundred year span of the United States Constitution. The students drew, and hand appliqued, each block themselves! I recall working with them over a few months' time and then guiding them through the hand quilting and finishing process. Here they are, with their teacher and the finished quilt. I am amazed to see these photos once again and still, after all these years, marvel over what an incredible job these ten and eleven-year-olds did on this project. I remember these days quite well... looking that young, however~ not so much!

Life is Good!

A Great Big Hairy Deal!

I went for my regularly scheduled hair cut this past Thursday afternoon. My stylist and I have developed a relationship over the past nine years. I have followed her from shop to shop spanning four different locations in this length of time, no problem, she's worth it; she knows me and my hair. I'm no longer reticent to stop anywhere along the way home from the salon. I used to be that way after visiting other stylists, I had to plan time to go back home and re-do my hair before going back out in public, but not after Debbie is done with me! She's so good that my daughter drives the 100 miles 'back home' to get her hair cut. So, there I was this past week, recounting my life's story to her since we last saw each other six weeks ago when she drops the bomb... she's retiring! Wha'huh? NO!! Yes, it really is true... she is retiring from doing hair. After I scraped myself up off the floor I wished her well and gave her a hug but my mind was racing, where would I go now? Who would do my hair with the same great style and knowledge? Groan. I called my daughter after I left the salon and her reaction was equal to mine, one of shock and disappointment. We discussed our options on the phone, she decided that she would seek a new stylist closer to her own home. I was armed with the names of two suggested stylists and my hair color formula listed neatly on two note cards to begin my own local search, but my heart wasn't in it. I dragged myself into my husband's workshop when I got home to deliver my sad news to him, I knew he'd surely share my sadness and commiserate along with me. I was wrong. He looked at me blankly, as if I were crazy, "what's the big deal?" was the response he communicated to me without a word. "It is a big deal" I responded, wordlessly, with my own reproachful look; "a great, big, hairy deal!" I'm sure that you all understand and can relate to this dilemma. I suppose that my husband (bless his heart) thinks that finding someone new requires little more than browsing through the yellow pages, oh... if it were only that simple! And so, the search begins once again. I've been in this place before and this time I have nearly five weeks to make a decision before my hair gets out of control; I only hope I get this one right!

Wish me luck~
Life is Good!

Keep It Simple

"I'm feeling like I want to try something new"... an innocent enough statement, but when tossed out to one's hairdresser it can have results containing a ripple effect of epic proportions! We decided together that a low-maintenance cut was just the thing I was searching for, a short, layered smooth and sleek "bob" that would only require a simple blow-dry and I'd be out the door. (Beware of the word "simple"!) So, I got my hair cut on Thursday afternoon; it looked very cute when I left the salon. It's short, much shorter than I'm used to. I learned the next morning, after shampooing it, that there's not one thing simple about it maintaining it! Blowing it dry with the same round brush I've used for a long time yielded too much curl and wave. My daughter helped me to smooth it out with her flat iron; that did the trick, but required a trip to the discount department store to purchase the needed appliance for myself, I considered buying a new blow-drying brush but ended up adding some styling gel to my purchase instead. I was happy enough with this impetuous decision of mine despite the fact that my head and neck feel naked and my husband had yet to say one word. I knew he had to have noticed, so finally, last night, I asked what he thought. He stared at me, blankly; "it will grow" was all he said before turning his attention back to something else. I guess we both need to get used to something this new, it's that simple!

Life is Good!