Monday, October 26, 2009

Fun Monday/Sunday Morning

This week's hostess is Gattina. She wants to know..... "What are you wearing when you get out of your bed on a Sunday morning. Of course I want to see a picture of what you wear, with you inside or not." voila! Enclosed in the frame is what I wear. You are welcome for the discretion exercised in this photo.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Hair - So Very Visible

******Gattina will be hosting next week's Fun Monday. Please remember to stop by and check on Wednesday for the topic*******
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There are no pictures to go with this post so you will have to use your imagination. Back in the day, I was not the person I am now. How do I know this?

My hairdresser, who did my hair every 4 weeks, cut and color and set, was married to a very dear friend of mine.

My hairdresser, who colored my hair beautifully for over a year, discovered how dear a friend her husband was to me.

My hair?

Metallic burgundy red. This was so NOT acceptable back then. Of course, neither was anything else I was doing.

Glad to be me now.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Fun Monday/Hair Today - Gone Tomorrow

Ok, this was going to be about hyphenated people but that will just have to wait for another time. Instead, I would like to hear and/or see hair horror stories. My daughter works with a guy whose sister's brother's cousin's mother-in-law's gardener is going to cosmetology school. This student needed a brave soul with long hair who was not afraid to have short hair.

I can hear the gasps and groans now.

Yep, my child volunteered to not just venture out of her cage but to just smash the whole darn thing down. The cosmetologist cut off the pony tail and all was good. She went to do some edgy layers on top of Juls' head. She forgot to put the guard on.

I can hear the gasps and groans now.

My child did not throw a fit when the scalp glistened through. She merely stated that as long as she (the cosmetologist) was evidently practicing barbering today, she might as well just go ahead and shave it all.

I can hear the gasps and groans now.

We like it. It makes Juls' eyes look bigger. There are no more different colored roots now. Still, I would like to hear about all the terrible, horrible, ill-conceived hair stories out there.

Thanks. In the meantime, just call me Marmee.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Perfect Autumn Weekend

Aside from my husband being under the weather, this has been the perfect autumn weekend. Moose stayed out of trouble in school last week so on Saturday, his mom and I took him to the Amazingly Fun Farm. This is our 3rd year going there and it just keeps getting better and better.

The weather yesterday was cool verging on cold. We left the house to about 36 degrees and finished up at the maze just as the cold front hit and it became about 20 degrees and the air was full of "wintry mix". We warmed up with chili at Wendy's and came home. Juls went to work and Moose and I tackled homework. How do you explain how to do word searches to someone who just doesn't see the words?

This morning, we (Juls, Moose, and I) went to 9:00 Mass. It was Moose's first week singing in the choir. Yep, he is now a Singing Saint. It was a brisk 25 degrees when we left the house. Then we went to Wally World for a few things and to Juls' house to light the pilot light on her heater.

Next we got new shoes for Moose who starts Basketball tomorrow after school. Believe it or not, the shoes that were new when school started are already blown out.

Then Juls went home to get ready for work and Moose and I went home. Grampits had cleaned the kitchen while we were gone so we just leaped right into making oatmeal cookies for the week. If you do them right, they are an absolutely nutritionally perfect, preservative free breakfast. Just ask his mama.

So here I am. My house smells like fresh baked cookies. My grandson is sitting in the chair in the living room with a plate of oatmeal cookies on his lap and a book in his hand. Nascar is on the TV and all is right with my world.

Hope your autumn is as nice as mine.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Mermaids of the World, Unite!

I have written before about not belonging - or feeling out of touch, somehow. I was thinking about this earlier today when I remembered this - Barbara Bush's Commencement Speech at Wellesley, June 1, 1990.

Some members of the university had attempted to rescind their invitation to former First Lady Barbara Bush. They said that she was not relevant.

The entire transcript of her speech can be found
here. If you ever need to be reminded what class is, look no further.

The part of her speech that stuck with me is this:

"...related the story by Robert Fulghum about a young pastor, finding himself in charge of some very energetic children, hits upon the game called "Giants, Wizards, and Dwarfs." "You have to decide now," the pastor instructed the children, "which you are a giant, a wizard, or a dwarf?" At that, a small girl tugging at his pants leg, asked, "But where do the mermaids stand?" And the pastor tells her there are no mermaids. And she says, "Oh yes there are. I am a mermaid."

I must try to be that certain of who I am.
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