Hair Stuff, Revisited

Oh yeah! I got the curling iron thing TOTALLY figured out! I still can't make my hair do what I want it to, but it's not the curling iron, nope, it's me, or my hair, or something.
I have this Short Cute Cut that requires maintenance. When I wash and dry and curl, and then a light spray, it's cute. I really like it. However... when I take my motorcycle helmet off.... YIKES!! Never seen anything like it!

So.. I'm talking to a fellow rider friend of mine and she says "use moose". Moose? as in large, long legged animal? How in the world would you do that?
No, no, no, she laughs. Mousse, as in fluffy stuff resembling shaving cream that you put in your hair. Hmmmm. Not sure why I'd want to wash, dry, and curl and then put shaving cream in my hair. Kind of defeats the purpose eh?
Apparantly not. Apparantly "mousse" is the equivalent of super glue for hair. You can put your helmet on, take your helmet off, fluff stuff up and it looks as good as it did in the first place. Another technique to master, that of "fluffing". Not as easy as it sounds, either that or my fine thin hair is not the same as her thick coarse hair. Whatever. I'll try it again, cause anything is better than "helmet hair" when it's 90!

Didn't get the clothesline fixed. Didn't get the chicken fencing measured and didn't get the nesting boxes and perches built. Why not? Because when I got home The Mouth was watching a movie that I had wanted to see. So I hurried up and put on dinner and then sat down to watch it with her. Here's what happened. She rewinds tape (or dvd, or vcr or whatever she did to make the movie go back to the beginning - and she did it all from the comfort of MY chair, but no matter, she didn't have to get up and hook up wires, or flip switches, or kick the tv, all she did was take one of the many many remotes that sit on the end table, push some buttons and magically, the movie goes back to the beginning).
I'm over it, I promise.

The movie was Fool's Gold with Matthew McConnahuey, or however it's spelled and Kate Hudson. 2 of my favorites.
At one point hubby walked in and sat down to watch it. At one point they were underwater using a metal detector. This had hubby's attention as he does similar stuff with his metal detector. So he went to dig out his metal detector that goes underwater so I could send it in, get it all tuned up and working properly, so we can take it with us on a reunion/diving trip down to Mexico in 3 weeks. 3 weeks! But I can do it, I can work magic, just watch me. I'll have that thing sent out, sent back and in his posession just in time to pack it, probably only to have the airlines decide that it could be a weapon of mass destruction and not let us take it.
Don't go there!

Anyway, that's what happened last night and why NOTHING got done. Plus it was kind of cold and drizzley, and not conducive to hanging clothes out anyway, which kind of took the urgency out of that project. I'm all about doing what needs to be done, after it needs to be done, it's a talent, a skill, and I'm good at it!

Tonight? maybe the clothesline.... right now the sun is out but it's also cloudy. Maybe the fencing, but with all the rain my joints are achy, so... who knows. The Mouth works until late tonight, so she won't be there to derail me (it doesn't take much).

Wow! How's that for running on and on and on about nothing? Another talent, thanks very much.
So, to recap... curling iron, check! mousse, in progress. clothesline, asap. chicken fencing, asap.

Soon, an update on my blueberry plants... but I'm not holding my breath.

The Evil Curling Iron Strikes Again!

About a year and a half ago, I cut my hair, well, actually, had it cut for me, since I know nothing at all about cutting hair other than that it involves cutting and scissors and stuff. Turns out I was wrong about that too, but.... let's start again. A year and a half ago, the hair was cut. For the first time since 5th grade. That's a long time. It was technically down to my waist, 10 or so strands of it, the other 60 or so strands were anywhere between my shoulder length and the waist. Not that it was supposed to be layered like that, but it was close to 40 yrs old, the longest hair, and very thin, and kind of straggly. So one day I decided that enough was enough and went to get it cut. Since then I've been introduced to the world of hair spray, blow dryers and even a curling iron of all things.

These things are evil, but necessary to maintain The Short Cute Cut that was imposed on me. Who'da thunk it? Long hair was much much easier to maintain than The Short Cute Cut. The only stipulation was that The Short Cute Cut was still long enough to pull back into a ponytail, for barn and haying purposes. Also it had to still look like The Short Cute Cut when I pulled off my motorcycle helmet. Again, enter the curling iron from hell!

This implement of torture is capable of curling as well as straightening! Who knew?? It could also deliver a neck or forehead burn in short order. It also shuts itself off, but mostly when I don't want it to, like when I plug it in, go out to the barn while it's heating up, forget about it and then 3 hours later remember that I wanted to use it. Took me awhile to figure out that one, like, why when I plug it in, it gets hot enough to boil water in 2 minutes flat, yet cold in 3 hours, hmmm, that one took some figuring out. Actually, that one took reading the destructions that plainly stated "safety auto shut off feature".

Safety Auto Shut Off Feature aside, after about a year and a half, I'm starting to get kind of good with the thing, while still maintaining a healthy respect for it's ability to deliver a 5th degree burn if it even suspects that I'm not paying attention.

We won't even go into the heat settings and cool vs hot features. That will take another year or so. Then we'll start to figure out the blow dryer! And hair spray. And gel. And Mud? What's that about? Mud for hair? I'm afraid my daughters and nieces are gonna have to bail me out on this one! Lisa? Alex? Samm? Erin? Where are you when I need you?????

I'm expecting full out lessons when we hit the family reunion this year! And just so you know what to expect? I plan to spend lots of time in the water, so we're either gonna have to come up with a way to maintain The Short Cute Cut while wet, or get some of that mud stuff.

My Wings lost last night, so the series is tied at 2 and 2. Come on boys, I know you can play better than that. Friday night, watch out Nashville!
hee heeeee, I love hockey, almost as much as baby birdies, which are also eluding me this year. Keep layin' them eggs girls, and I'll keep sticking them in the incubator, eventually, the weather will be warm enough and we'll get baby birdies!



Tonight is Knit Night, still working on Granddaughter's cable sweater, I'll take a picture and post it when I find my camera and have batteries that are charged, both at the same time and in the same place.

Go Wings. Go Baby Birdies! Go Mud!