AT THE TIMBELINE WHERE THE STORMS STRIKE WITH THE MOST FURY, THE STURDIEST TREES ARE FOUND.
Maya Angelou
NEXT POST - MEET ROSCHELLE AND SEE A NEAR-BALD WOMAN WITH PINK RIBBONS!!!!\
Where shall I begin? You know, when you are watching a movie and a woman takes a pair of scissors and, out of; A. rage B. desperation or C. necessity starts to randomly whack away big clumps of her hair? Of course she ends up with a gorgeous nice hairdo. Right. Sure. Only in the movies, folks. Well, picture that on a much minor scale and that's what I did last night. I wish I had thought it out a little better before I began. I got the hair clippers and decided to cut all the long raggedy stuff off to about an inch in length. I couldn't work the razor very well (all it seemed to do was thin the hair out rather than cut it off at that length), so I got the scissors and cut it short. Hey, it didn't look half bad except for the fact that I had just made it even THINNER looking! Oy Vey!!! So - picture actress Michelle Williams with her pixie haircut - only much older, and whiter-haired, and much less hair thickness - oh, and a completely different face, and there you have it ME!
Betty C. was right. My hair may come in a different color! After getting it cut short in back, I noticed a very dark area. I have a spot about the size of a silver dollar right at the nape of my neck, that is pure black. When I was born, Mother said I was so chubby with squinty eyes and a full head of jet black hair, that Dad nicknamed me Ming Toy (my apologies to any persons of Asian heritage, but that was the type of mind frame at that time). I guess you can call me Spot now. Lordy, I hope I don't get a variety of colored splotches all over my head. I would look like a color sampler. Whatever.
Alec and I did some running after school yesterday, before going to therapy. We dropped some things off at The Club for Dad, and later, around 5 o'clock, Dad called my cell and chatted rather normally. He hates the food there (he is used to eating three greasy calorie packed meals a day at Burger King or Hardees). I think he may be in withdrawal from that. After he had griped about being locked up and about the food and the "old" people there, I asked him if he wanted me to bring him some fast food and drop it off since he had told me that he wasn't going to eat the dinner they were serving. But get this, he said "Nah, don't worry about doing that." HUH?
Here he had an opportunity to get me to The Club AND bring him his crappy food, and he said NO. Go figure. Guess he just wanted something to complain about. I had included a package of his chocolate -marshmallow cookies with the stuff I had left there and they brought it in as we were talking. That really seemed to cheer him up.
Well, guess I will go find something to eat, myself. Since everything tastes like lard or cardboard, I'm not really thrilled at the thought, but my stomach is growling so I'll figure something out. :)
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
REMEMBER, NEXT POST WILL SHOW ME WITH PINK RIBBONS PLUS - YOU GET TO MEET ROSCHELLE! DON'T MISS IT!
Maya Angelou
NEXT POST - MEET ROSCHELLE AND SEE A NEAR-BALD WOMAN WITH PINK RIBBONS!!!!\
Where shall I begin? You know, when you are watching a movie and a woman takes a pair of scissors and, out of; A. rage B. desperation or C. necessity starts to randomly whack away big clumps of her hair? Of course she ends up with a gorgeous nice hairdo. Right. Sure. Only in the movies, folks. Well, picture that on a much minor scale and that's what I did last night. I wish I had thought it out a little better before I began. I got the hair clippers and decided to cut all the long raggedy stuff off to about an inch in length. I couldn't work the razor very well (all it seemed to do was thin the hair out rather than cut it off at that length), so I got the scissors and cut it short. Hey, it didn't look half bad except for the fact that I had just made it even THINNER looking! Oy Vey!!! So - picture actress Michelle Williams with her pixie haircut - only much older, and whiter-haired, and much less hair thickness - oh, and a completely different face, and there you have it ME!
Betty C. was right. My hair may come in a different color! After getting it cut short in back, I noticed a very dark area. I have a spot about the size of a silver dollar right at the nape of my neck, that is pure black. When I was born, Mother said I was so chubby with squinty eyes and a full head of jet black hair, that Dad nicknamed me Ming Toy (my apologies to any persons of Asian heritage, but that was the type of mind frame at that time). I guess you can call me Spot now. Lordy, I hope I don't get a variety of colored splotches all over my head. I would look like a color sampler. Whatever.
Alec and I did some running after school yesterday, before going to therapy. We dropped some things off at The Club for Dad, and later, around 5 o'clock, Dad called my cell and chatted rather normally. He hates the food there (he is used to eating three greasy calorie packed meals a day at Burger King or Hardees). I think he may be in withdrawal from that. After he had griped about being locked up and about the food and the "old" people there, I asked him if he wanted me to bring him some fast food and drop it off since he had told me that he wasn't going to eat the dinner they were serving. But get this, he said "Nah, don't worry about doing that." HUH?
Here he had an opportunity to get me to The Club AND bring him his crappy food, and he said NO. Go figure. Guess he just wanted something to complain about. I had included a package of his chocolate -marshmallow cookies with the stuff I had left there and they brought it in as we were talking. That really seemed to cheer him up.
Well, guess I will go find something to eat, myself. Since everything tastes like lard or cardboard, I'm not really thrilled at the thought, but my stomach is growling so I'll figure something out. :)
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
REMEMBER, NEXT POST WILL SHOW ME WITH PINK RIBBONS PLUS - YOU GET TO MEET ROSCHELLE! DON'T MISS IT!
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