Last night I dreamed Jonniker was having a multi-day party at her house and she let me come, and I was nervous but I went anyway and then kept wondering, "WHY DO I NOT DO THINGS LIKE THIS MORE OFTEN??" because it was so fun. I was also wondering if we really should be drinking ALL day long like that, and why no one seemed surprised that Justin Timberlake was naked. I had to leave early because I had to give birth to four kittens at the hospital, but who DOESN'T have that dream amirite?
It is time to take action on my hair. I've been growing it, and that's still fun so I want to keep doing that, but it is looking overgrown and overthick, and it's getting painful to comb even when I use lots of detangler. I'm going to make an appointment with my favorite stylist (Krissy--*starry eyes*) because she ALWAYS knows what to do. When I was growing out my bangs, I went to her and I was like, "Nothing can be done about that, I'm sure," and she was like "Mm hm" and then she gave me a cut that was like I'd already grown out the bangs. Doesn't talk much, does Krissy, but KNOWS ALL. (I feel a little sorry for her about her name. She doesn't seem like a Krissy. She seems like a Beth, or an Erin, or a Cara.)
Do you know what else, about my hair? I worry that it is Too Much with the five kids and the no/low make-up. I always wear it twisted up, and it's just...er. Especially with the maxi skirts I bought recently. Maxi skirts are fashionable right now, but long skirt + long twisted-up hair + many more children than usual + no make-up----it starts to look like something I'm not. Or even SEVERAL things I'm not.
I don't know why this reminds me of it, but we had someone straight out of another habitat walking down our street the other day. Normally in our town, if I see a woman walking a dog, she's wearing capris and a t-shirt and sunscreen, she has hair that doesn't catch your attention, and her dog is a medium-sized mutt type or a golden retriever. THIS woman had long straightened streaked hair, a deep tan, make-up that was clearly visible from my car, short-short-short shorts, glittery sandals, a cardigan longer than the shorts, sunglasses, and a tiny white fluffy dog on a pink leather leash. I hadn't realized we had so little of that kind of thing until I was so startled seeing it. It's like I hadn't realized how few old people lived in the town I used to live in, until I moved to the town I live in now.
Life-improving products, part 4 - (Continued from part 1, part 2, and part 3.) Stearns Youth Life Vest (photo from Amazon.com). I’d been too scared to take the kids to any body of water oth...