Saturday, March 26, 2011
I loved to have my hair done that way. I can distinctly remember the crinkle that it would make when I would have to sleep on it. My favorite part was the tight ringlets that it would produce. I had hair down to my waist until I was about 12 years old. I would have my mom roll the hair up wet the night before church so that Sunday morning she could brush it out into a gorgeous POUFFF. Even my bangs! I laugh and cringe at that now when I think about it. I'm sure glad my taste and style has changed. ;)
Now my children love to have their hair done in rag curlers. I opt not to use the so tight paper bag curlers on them, though. Instead, we 'up-cycle' our tights that get runs in them. I cut the legs off the tights into 3-4 pieces a leg. The thickness of the tights give a nice size ringlet. I refuse to brush their hair into that previously mentioned beautiful poufff. After undoing the rag curler, I twist each ringlet with my finger and a little texture cream or mousse. This gives a much smoother and cuter 'Shirley Temple' affect. After a day I will then brush it out for a softer look.
Who knew that brown paper bags and tights with runs in them could produce such endearing memories?
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Saturday, March 5, 2011
I wanted to share this post from my blog: Sugarfree Sweetie Pie.
This is a blog about our journey with my son's disease.
I felt that this post had pertinence in all aspects of life.
Do not fear your destiny...
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Sunday, January 9, 2011
I've been enjoying a good read to night going over old blog post. I've missed blogging a lot but didn't realize how much until tonight.
I spend most days feeling like my brain is fried and lately my post show it. I've tried to get at least a picture off and a caption but even then that only lasted 3 days.
I loved reading my post from when I used to have a thought-full brain, that was well rested and used.
I see now that I need to make an even greater effort at blogging to find some 'me' time and find myself in all the muddle above my neck.
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Tuesday, January 4, 2011
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