So to continue the hair discussion. As you know my ex-sister-in-law still does my hair because I still get the family discount and cannot afford myself on the open market. What’s funny is she now cuts Mr. P’s hair. After years in the military he doesn’t want a military cut, but could not find anyone who cut his hair to his satisfaction. I have seen pictures from the past and he could have a white man ‘fro. According to him he has a curl and a cow lick combined over his forehead. She has been the only one to “blend it in, so it doesn’t stick out”.
So yesterday I was telling her that she is the only person in Baldwin County that has been able to satisfy him with a haircut. We were also talking about BG. She wanted to know whether to give her money or a gift for graduation. I told her Mr. P had asked what we, ourselves were giving her for graduation and I was thinking our trip to JHRanch was my gift to her, but he wants her to have some sort of piece of jewelry. Then we were talking about Mother’s Day. ExSIS told me that Mr. P knows just how to handle her (BG). Mother’s Day afternoon BG had gone to her aunt’s house to see her Nana and was telling them about how Mr. P gave her money to buy flowers and cards and that she had to pick out the card for him that he gave me. I am sure that there is much more to the story, but the main part is that BG had her father’s family thinking that he was Satan incarnate for a couple of years and now they like him and laugh about how he deals with her. It made me happy. For a few years there I walked around on eggshells wanting my husband and daughter to declare a truce. It seems they have.
Mumsee, I went for years cutting my own hair with a part down the middle and a trim on the sides with an evening up for balance. But I am at a different stage now, and find it enjoyable to have someone fix my hair, but only once or twice a year. More than that would spoil me!
Good Morning from the most beautiful forest in my world!! It is green and sun shiny, the air is thin and crisp…no humidity…I can breathe!
Haircuts? I do get mine cut regularly but I am attempting to grow it out so I can pull it back…make sense? My mom hated my hair…made continual comments about how “scraggly” it looked…ummm…ok. When I got in the car last night at the airport, my husband and daughter immediately told me how nice my hair looked….with no prompting by me…I was astonished and said thanks…with a smile 🙂
It was a quick trip. We (Elvera) liked the
Will take some getting used to, but that’s expected.
The yard is larger than I need and there is outside work to be done, but I can handle it.
Linda says there is a teen across the street who cuts grass and trims.
It has been a long 24 hours.
The house will be better once you get some of your own things inside and make it ‘yours.’ But it is always hard to leave a place you like — and leave not particularly by choice — to go somewhere else.
Glad Elvera likes the house though. And you’ll grow on her, too, I’m sure, Chas. 🙂 🙂 You’ve got to give some marriages time.
I never had my hair cut through my mid teens to my early 30s, we all had long, straight hair back then and just whacked it ourselves. 🙂
My cuts are still simple, but layers help give it a little bounce these days and they do need some maintenance. Still, I’m in and out of the place in under an hour. I will snip away at my own bangs in between appointments. Sometimes I do good. Sometimes not so good. But hair always grows.
I get my hair cut regularly. I did let it grow longer for quite a long while, just because I could not decide what I wanted to do with it. I went through a period of having a terrible time making the simplest decisions. When I finally had it cut again, I got so many good comments, I decided I should keep it short. Short is actually my husband’s preference.
I have gone to the same woman for years. She had a shop in her home less than a mile from me, but moved to a nearby town. I still go to her. She is right on schedule and I am in and out quickly. I also can usually get in for an appointment quickly. She told me once, “The difference between a good hair cut and a bad one is two weeks.” 🙂 Sometimes she has cut it shorter than I wanted, but she gets it right most of the time.
I am of the opinion that unlike various outfits, your hair is something you wear every day. It should please you how it looks. I learned this from a young woman I knew many years ago who eventually died from leukemia. She was a survivor when I met her and she said after losing all of her hair once, she wasn’t taking it for granted. She marred and had a little boy who is a month older than BG. Shhh….don’t tell anyone but it is my secret fantasy that one day he and BG will marry—his mama was one of the sweetest people I have ever known and she died before he was 2.
Elvera hasn’t thought of it yet, and I’m not going to mention it.
But she is going to have a hard time find a satisfactory (barber?)
Me? What can you do toa “medium trim”?
I could do some very small pigtails on the front sides, but barber type shears on the back of my head would make a pony tail impossible. But it feels great since our weather is hot again!
When I was young, once I was fuming about how crummy my hair looked. My mother said I made it look that way on purpose. She usually did not say unkind things, but maybe she said it to make me get over it. She had bone straight hair so she just did not get how hair could be so unmanageable when it is combo wavy\curly\frizzy. I felt really badly when she said that instead of being sympathetic
I love those pictures, Donna. Makes me want to go over to Stone Mountain and sit beside the lake. I did just see two fat squirrels out climbing the cedar tree when I checked for the mail.
Thanks Janice. Pics taken at our neighborhood park (about 4 blocks from where I live) which is a beautiful and popular spot, lots of trees, hills and a man-made “pond” teeming with ducks & geese and turtles. The geese are beautiful but can be territorial. And they honk a lot. But they’re favorites among park-goers who like to feed them. The other day I saw a little boy hugging one of them and worried he was about to get attacked, but the goose was relatively tolerant.
But then one of the geese started following a woman who freaked out and began trying to use her long scarf to hit the poor animal — which got her a couple leg nips in return. She was screaming up a storm. “That hurts! That hurts!”
On weekends the picturesque park (it’s been there since the 1920s, I believe) is filled also with large wedding parties (for photos) and quinceañera gatherings with lots of frilly dresses.
It’s a fun place to walk the dogs — so long as the geese don’t challenge you.
A couple fun memories with former dogs:
* Ellie, my big shaggy dog, one morning insisted on sniffing into one of the pushes along the pathway where we were walking. When she emerged she had a tiny egg in her mouth. I made her give it to me and I stuck it back under the bush. “You can’t take that, it’s somebody’s baby!”
* Mercy, my lively Australian shepherd mix, once got too close to the edge of the pond as we walked by (I keep my dogs on leash always out there but give them fairly free reign to explore if it’s safe) and slipped and fell in. Ka-plunk, splash! What a mess, she emerged drenched in slimy pond water and looking rather stunned.
We inherited several critters from friend that worked at the pound. 2 of them were ducks named Duck Duck and Howard. Duck Duck was raised with dogs and was agressively dominant. He would get the poor dog by the lip and drag it around. Our dog would not defend himself, as injuring domesticated birds is a lethal offense at my house. The final straw for Duck Duck was when she started waiting outside the back door to get the children. He would pinch them on their calves and try to hang on.
One day I was walking the dogs and we came upon the 2 geese on the path. They began advancing and clearly weren’t going to let us pass. We obediently, turned around and went the other way.
Another friend took a video of his dog going at it with one of the geese. They are ornery creatures.
NancyJill – My mom was often critical of my hair, too! One time when we had plans to go out to lunch, I actually prayed beforehand that Mom would like my hair that day. (And she did.)
Kim – Sounds like Mr. P & Lee have similar hair. Lee’s is thick & very curly, but he keeps it short, & brushed back. When it starts to get a little longer before he can get a haircut, he uses gel to keep it tamed. He has been going to the same lady (as have I) for about 25 years, following her from one place to another, because she is so good at cutting his hair. She has a gentle touch, too, which is nice.
Janice – A “combo wavy\curly\frizzy” could describe my hair, too. A chin-length layered “bob” seems to look best on me.
My mom wasn’t critical of my hair, but she grew up being forced to keep it long (and in Shirley Temple curls) and she wanted to cut it, so I don’t think she fully understood my desire to grow it long. My hair is hard to care for, and she never taught me how–actually I had to figure it out on my own in my twenties. But it is extremely thick and was thicker then (it thinned about 30% or so in my teens), and it tangles easily. It doesn’t hold a curl from a curling iron or curlers, though it holds a perm excellently.
Periodically, Mom would comb out the tangles in my hair, leaving my scalp sore for days. Then she would cut it short and tell me I couldn’t grow it until I “learned to take care of it.” I would sob the whole time she was cutting, and vow that this time I’d keep it tangle free. But my scalp would be too sore to touch it with a comb for days, and by the time I went back to it, it was already tangled. So I learned to hide the tangles as best I could, hoping this time Mom wouldn’t find them. It wasn’t till adulthood that I learned that what I needed was a pick, not a flimsy comb, and that finger combing it most of the time is even more helpful. If Mom had learned that, and had taught me, I could have taken care of it as a child. But black combs in a child’s fingers simply would not go through my hair, no matter how badly I wanted to have tangle-free hair so I could grow it out. Even today, my hair isn’t particularly easy to work with, but I know a few styles that work and that’s enough.
1. The house is smaller and on level ground.
2. Chuck is only about ten minutes away. We are closer to Chuck and three granddaughters.
They say they can help, but they all have families. .I don’t expect much.
3. I have an eye exam on May 26. The significance of that is that the ophthalmologist, last year, remarked in passing that I may have trouble passing the eye exam for my dirver’slicenst.
That would be inconvenient anywhere, but a disaster living here.
We don’t want to do this. But it happens to everyone sometime. I told Chuck, “You are 27 years younger than I. About 25 years you will be going through the same thing.
It is emotionally and physically exhausting.
I am trying to purchase and sell a house at the same time.
Moms and daughters, it seems, often clash on hair ideas. 🙂 My mom always wanted to curl my hair as a kid (when it was short). Ugh. Uncomfortable bobby pins, I hated it.
My hair is naturally wavy (which caused me untold angst as a teenager when straight hair was all the rage). My mom never understood the long, straight look. Her era was curls, curls, curls. “Setting” one’s hair was standard procedure.
And I’m thinking hair grooming products probably evolve a lot — so that what was common or available to our moms was very different than what was available years later. Cheryl’s mom probably didn’t have hair picks to buy?
I am grateful my mom didn’t let me (A) bleach my hair or (B) iron it when I begged and begged her at age 13 or so. 🙂
My mom left my hair and me alone, though she would comb it if I asked and braid it. That is where I learned to leave the hair alone, tell them to comb it or comb it for them if they liked. For years the older girls would line up in the evening to get their hair combed and silly braids put in. But however they wanted to wear it was fine except in the eyes if they were going to school.
My Moyer kept my hair cut short. I cried evert me it was cut. The only thing I have ever told BG about her hair was if she complained about it I would shave her head. Her texture is different from mine but still thick. It was way to long but Nephew took care of that. He cut it and layered it. She cried. He told her she looked better. She got compliments so now she is happy. Also she has alopecia so we are thankful not to have bald spots
Karen, a brush couldn’t begin to touch the tangles in my hair; they just continued to grow. That was the problem in my case, that I brushed my hair daily, but only the combing removed the tangles, and by the time I dared touch my head again, it was too tangled for me to be able to get a comb through it. I haven’t used a brush in decades, except that a friend bought me one that’s supposed to be good with thick hair, but I’m so used to a pick by now that I have only used it a couple of times and didn’t find anything exciting in it.
I’m pretty sure picks were available then–but they were thought of as hair care for Afros, not for slightly wavy long hair on a white girl. (Or at least that was my initial understanding of a pick, that they were for Afros.) But someone urged me to try them–it might have been my sister, after someone talked her into trying them. Her hair is much curlier than mine, really beautiful, but she has only recently realized she really does have beautiful hair.
Can it be? First!
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Morning Peter.
Waiting to hear how Chas likes his new home.
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Good morning, evening, and whatever time applies in your zone!
All is well here. Much to do after these few days of down time.
My hair looks different this morning. Never boring in its waves.
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So to continue the hair discussion. As you know my ex-sister-in-law still does my hair because I still get the family discount and cannot afford myself on the open market. What’s funny is she now cuts Mr. P’s hair. After years in the military he doesn’t want a military cut, but could not find anyone who cut his hair to his satisfaction. I have seen pictures from the past and he could have a white man ‘fro. According to him he has a curl and a cow lick combined over his forehead. She has been the only one to “blend it in, so it doesn’t stick out”.
So yesterday I was telling her that she is the only person in Baldwin County that has been able to satisfy him with a haircut. We were also talking about BG. She wanted to know whether to give her money or a gift for graduation. I told her Mr. P had asked what we, ourselves were giving her for graduation and I was thinking our trip to JHRanch was my gift to her, but he wants her to have some sort of piece of jewelry. Then we were talking about Mother’s Day. ExSIS told me that Mr. P knows just how to handle her (BG). Mother’s Day afternoon BG had gone to her aunt’s house to see her Nana and was telling them about how Mr. P gave her money to buy flowers and cards and that she had to pick out the card for him that he gave me. I am sure that there is much more to the story, but the main part is that BG had her father’s family thinking that he was Satan incarnate for a couple of years and now they like him and laugh about how he deals with her. It made me happy. For a few years there I walked around on eggshells wanting my husband and daughter to declare a truce. It seems they have.
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Like RKessler. Haven’t been to the hair cut folk since about 1980. Don’t miss them at all.
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Mumsee, I went for years cutting my own hair with a part down the middle and a trim on the sides with an evening up for balance. But I am at a different stage now, and find it enjoyable to have someone fix my hair, but only once or twice a year. More than that would spoil me!
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Kim, I loved your post about the truce I almost cried with joy.
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Good Morning from the most beautiful forest in my world!! It is green and sun shiny, the air is thin and crisp…no humidity…I can breathe!
Haircuts? I do get mine cut regularly but I am attempting to grow it out so I can pull it back…make sense? My mom hated my hair…made continual comments about how “scraggly” it looked…ummm…ok. When I got in the car last night at the airport, my husband and daughter immediately told me how nice my hair looked….with no prompting by me…I was astonished and said thanks…with a smile 🙂
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It was a quick trip. We (Elvera) liked the
Will take some getting used to, but that’s expected.
The yard is larger than I need and there is outside work to be done, but I can handle it.
Linda says there is a teen across the street who cuts grass and trims.
It has been a long 24 hours.
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She likes the house, not particularly me.
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We lefrt at 5:00 this morning. She doesn’t like that.
I was hopping to get ahead of the Greensboro/Winston Salem traffic, but it didn’t work.
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She likes the house, not particularly me.
I presume Chas doesn’t particularly like the house, not that Elvera doesn’t particularly like Chas.
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The house will be better once you get some of your own things inside and make it ‘yours.’ But it is always hard to leave a place you like — and leave not particularly by choice — to go somewhere else.
Glad Elvera likes the house though. And you’ll grow on her, too, I’m sure, Chas. 🙂 🙂 You’ve got to give some marriages time.
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I never had my hair cut through my mid teens to my early 30s, we all had long, straight hair back then and just whacked it ourselves. 🙂
My cuts are still simple, but layers help give it a little bounce these days and they do need some maintenance. Still, I’m in and out of the place in under an hour. I will snip away at my own bangs in between appointments. Sometimes I do good. Sometimes not so good. But hair always grows.
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I get my hair cut regularly. I did let it grow longer for quite a long while, just because I could not decide what I wanted to do with it. I went through a period of having a terrible time making the simplest decisions. When I finally had it cut again, I got so many good comments, I decided I should keep it short. Short is actually my husband’s preference.
I have gone to the same woman for years. She had a shop in her home less than a mile from me, but moved to a nearby town. I still go to her. She is right on schedule and I am in and out quickly. I also can usually get in for an appointment quickly. She told me once, “The difference between a good hair cut and a bad one is two weeks.” 🙂 Sometimes she has cut it shorter than I wanted, but she gets it right most of the time.
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I am of the opinion that unlike various outfits, your hair is something you wear every day. It should please you how it looks. I learned this from a young woman I knew many years ago who eventually died from leukemia. She was a survivor when I met her and she said after losing all of her hair once, she wasn’t taking it for granted. She marred and had a little boy who is a month older than BG. Shhh….don’t tell anyone but it is my secret fantasy that one day he and BG will marry—his mama was one of the sweetest people I have ever known and she died before he was 2.
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The best part is always having someone wash your hair. 🙂 Ahhh. It’s the closest I get to being pampered.
I always keep it long enough — usually somewhere between shoulder length & maybe an inch or so above the shoulders — so I can tie it up or back.
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Elvera hasn’t thought of it yet, and I’m not going to mention it.
But she is going to have a hard time find a satisfactory (barber?)
Me? What can you do toa “medium trim”?
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I could do some very small pigtails on the front sides, but barber type shears on the back of my head would make a pony tail impossible. But it feels great since our weather is hot again!
When I was young, once I was fuming about how crummy my hair looked. My mother said I made it look that way on purpose. She usually did not say unkind things, but maybe she said it to make me get over it. She had bone straight hair so she just did not get how hair could be so unmanageable when it is combo wavy\curly\frizzy. I felt really badly when she said that instead of being sympathetic
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I love those pictures, Donna. Makes me want to go over to Stone Mountain and sit beside the lake. I did just see two fat squirrels out climbing the cedar tree when I checked for the mail.
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Thanks Janice. Pics taken at our neighborhood park (about 4 blocks from where I live) which is a beautiful and popular spot, lots of trees, hills and a man-made “pond” teeming with ducks & geese and turtles. The geese are beautiful but can be territorial. And they honk a lot. But they’re favorites among park-goers who like to feed them. The other day I saw a little boy hugging one of them and worried he was about to get attacked, but the goose was relatively tolerant.
But then one of the geese started following a woman who freaked out and began trying to use her long scarf to hit the poor animal — which got her a couple leg nips in return. She was screaming up a storm. “That hurts! That hurts!”
On weekends the picturesque park (it’s been there since the 1920s, I believe) is filled also with large wedding parties (for photos) and quinceañera gatherings with lots of frilly dresses.
It’s a fun place to walk the dogs — so long as the geese don’t challenge you.
A couple fun memories with former dogs:
* Ellie, my big shaggy dog, one morning insisted on sniffing into one of the pushes along the pathway where we were walking. When she emerged she had a tiny egg in her mouth. I made her give it to me and I stuck it back under the bush. “You can’t take that, it’s somebody’s baby!”
* Mercy, my lively Australian shepherd mix, once got too close to the edge of the pond as we walked by (I keep my dogs on leash always out there but give them fairly free reign to explore if it’s safe) and slipped and fell in. Ka-plunk, splash! What a mess, she emerged drenched in slimy pond water and looking rather stunned.
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We inherited several critters from friend that worked at the pound. 2 of them were ducks named Duck Duck and Howard. Duck Duck was raised with dogs and was agressively dominant. He would get the poor dog by the lip and drag it around. Our dog would not defend himself, as injuring domesticated birds is a lethal offense at my house. The final straw for Duck Duck was when she started waiting outside the back door to get the children. He would pinch them on their calves and try to hang on.
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Ouch.
One day I was walking the dogs and we came upon the 2 geese on the path. They began advancing and clearly weren’t going to let us pass. We obediently, turned around and went the other way.
Another friend took a video of his dog going at it with one of the geese. They are ornery creatures.
But beautiful to look at and photograph. 🙂
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Chas, I guess I missed something a couple weeks ago. What is the advantage of the new house? Does it put you and Elvera closer to Chuck?
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NancyJill – My mom was often critical of my hair, too! One time when we had plans to go out to lunch, I actually prayed beforehand that Mom would like my hair that day. (And she did.)
Kim – Sounds like Mr. P & Lee have similar hair. Lee’s is thick & very curly, but he keeps it short, & brushed back. When it starts to get a little longer before he can get a haircut, he uses gel to keep it tamed. He has been going to the same lady (as have I) for about 25 years, following her from one place to another, because she is so good at cutting his hair. She has a gentle touch, too, which is nice.
Janice – A “combo wavy\curly\frizzy” could describe my hair, too. A chin-length layered “bob” seems to look best on me.
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My mom wasn’t critical of my hair, but she grew up being forced to keep it long (and in Shirley Temple curls) and she wanted to cut it, so I don’t think she fully understood my desire to grow it long. My hair is hard to care for, and she never taught me how–actually I had to figure it out on my own in my twenties. But it is extremely thick and was thicker then (it thinned about 30% or so in my teens), and it tangles easily. It doesn’t hold a curl from a curling iron or curlers, though it holds a perm excellently.
Periodically, Mom would comb out the tangles in my hair, leaving my scalp sore for days. Then she would cut it short and tell me I couldn’t grow it until I “learned to take care of it.” I would sob the whole time she was cutting, and vow that this time I’d keep it tangle free. But my scalp would be too sore to touch it with a comb for days, and by the time I went back to it, it was already tangled. So I learned to hide the tangles as best I could, hoping this time Mom wouldn’t find them. It wasn’t till adulthood that I learned that what I needed was a pick, not a flimsy comb, and that finger combing it most of the time is even more helpful. If Mom had learned that, and had taught me, I could have taken care of it as a child. But black combs in a child’s fingers simply would not go through my hair, no matter how badly I wanted to have tangle-free hair so I could grow it out. Even today, my hair isn’t particularly easy to work with, but I know a few styles that work and that’s enough.
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1. The house is smaller and on level ground.
2. Chuck is only about ten minutes away. We are closer to Chuck and three granddaughters.
They say they can help, but they all have families. .I don’t expect much.
3. I have an eye exam on May 26. The significance of that is that the ophthalmologist, last year, remarked in passing that I may have trouble passing the eye exam for my dirver’slicenst.
That would be inconvenient anywhere, but a disaster living here.
We don’t want to do this. But it happens to everyone sometime. I told Chuck, “You are 27 years younger than I. About 25 years you will be going through the same thing.
It is emotionally and physically exhausting.
I am trying to purchase and sell a house at the same time.
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My sister had a tender head, She would cry every time mother combed her hair.
I don’t know how she does it now. But she does something.
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Moms and daughters, it seems, often clash on hair ideas. 🙂 My mom always wanted to curl my hair as a kid (when it was short). Ugh. Uncomfortable bobby pins, I hated it.
My hair is naturally wavy (which caused me untold angst as a teenager when straight hair was all the rage). My mom never understood the long, straight look. Her era was curls, curls, curls. “Setting” one’s hair was standard procedure.
And I’m thinking hair grooming products probably evolve a lot — so that what was common or available to our moms was very different than what was available years later. Cheryl’s mom probably didn’t have hair picks to buy?
I am grateful my mom didn’t let me (A) bleach my hair or (B) iron it when I begged and begged her at age 13 or so. 🙂
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And hair curlers … once so common, no obsolete for the most part (thankfully!).
Blow dryers? Round styling brushes?
Not part of my mom’s world, indispensable to me.
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My mom left my hair and me alone, though she would comb it if I asked and braid it. That is where I learned to leave the hair alone, tell them to comb it or comb it for them if they liked. For years the older girls would line up in the evening to get their hair combed and silly braids put in. But however they wanted to wear it was fine except in the eyes if they were going to school.
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When I was little, my mom tried washing my hair in the kitchen sink, something that I guess she hadn’t done before.
According to her, I kept shrieking and screaming “SHE’S DROWNING ME SHE’S DROWNING ME HELP HELP”
Since we lived in a courtyard apartment near Hollywood, all the neighbors couldn’t help but hear. My mom was mortified.
I wasn’t always an easy child. 🙂
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Cheryl – I had very thick hair, too, but never used a comb. A brush works much better.
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My Moyer kept my hair cut short. I cried evert me it was cut. The only thing I have ever told BG about her hair was if she complained about it I would shave her head. Her texture is different from mine but still thick. It was way to long but Nephew took care of that. He cut it and layered it. She cried. He told her she looked better. She got compliments so now she is happy. Also she has alopecia so we are thankful not to have bald spots
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Karen, a brush couldn’t begin to touch the tangles in my hair; they just continued to grow. That was the problem in my case, that I brushed my hair daily, but only the combing removed the tangles, and by the time I dared touch my head again, it was too tangled for me to be able to get a comb through it. I haven’t used a brush in decades, except that a friend bought me one that’s supposed to be good with thick hair, but I’m so used to a pick by now that I have only used it a couple of times and didn’t find anything exciting in it.
I’m pretty sure picks were available then–but they were thought of as hair care for Afros, not for slightly wavy long hair on a white girl. (Or at least that was my initial understanding of a pick, that they were for Afros.) But someone urged me to try them–it might have been my sister, after someone talked her into trying them. Her hair is much curlier than mine, really beautiful, but she has only recently realized she really does have beautiful hair.
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We women seem to always want the hair we don’t have — straight (if we have curly hair), curly (if it’s straight) …
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