Many of y’all were wondering after yesterday’s post if I am going to take Caroline to get her hair cut, since obviously this issue is keeping her up at night. The answer is no, we are not getting her hair cut, and my reasons are two fold.
1. In all honesty, she couldn’t care less about her hair. The reason she wants to get it cut is because she knows when we visit the upscale salon called Great Clips, they give her a dum dum after they cut her hair.
2. I have spent way too many hours of my life coaxing that baby fine hair up into pigtails and other assorted up-dos while it was growing out to abandon my efforts so that she can have a free lollipop.
So, the hair? I have a drawerful of Goody elastics and big bows that say it is staying long. She can find free candy somewhere else besides Great Clips.
In other news, it was 79 degrees here yesterday. 79 degrees y’all. It’s the middle of February and I would be afraid it’s due to global warming, but since I’ve lived in Texas my whole life, I know it’s really due to the fact that I live in you know, Texas.
Anyway, this spring-like weather has me contemplating and pondering two very serious issues. Y’all know that old saying that says something like in spring a young man’s fancy turns to love?
Well for me, my fancy turns to thoughts of the imminent need for hair removal and new sunglasses.
Not necessarily in that order.
And I realize that some of y’all may now be concerned with all this talk of hair removal, wondering to yourself what kind of hairy beast is this one we call Big Mama? It does my heart good to know that some of y’all are picturing some kind of Cousin It with orthodontia.
Really it does.
But just so y’all know, what I am talking about here is shaving my legs. It’s the constant battle, and for someone who is as OCD as I am, I must have smooth legs when the weather is warm. I can’t do the every other day shave, the stubble will drive me to the brink of insanity and trust me, that’s a short trip. I have to do the every day leg shave. Just thinking about the stubble makes me want to itch.
When the weather turns warm, I have this sudden desire to get a second mortgage on our home and go to the nearest laser hair removal center and ask for a package called “The Works”. Let’s just take care of this, once and for all. And really, if I had saved the money and earned interest on what I’ve been spending, lo these past 24 years, on razors and shaving cream, I could head to Smooth Solutions and get it done.
But oh no, I have never been one to be that far sighted.
So, this summer I am pinning all my hopes on this fabulous product by Aveeno. I’m not saying it’s the answer to world peace, but I will say I have been using it all winter and it does seem to significantly slow down hair growth. Of course, the fact that I’ve been using it all winter means I’ve actually used it about 5 times since I don’t shave that often when the weather is cold. That’s what long pants and boots are for ladies.
Anyway, if you’re not ready to spend your life savings on laser hair removal, then y’all might want to give it a try. And no, this is not a paid advertisement, just a friendly suggestion from a fellow warrior in the ongoing battle against unsightly stubble.
My second issue and honestly, I have a multitude of issues, but I’m only addressing two today, is the search for a new pair of sunglasses. I seem to have misplaced my sunglasses, which means that is $12.00 spent at Steinmart that I’ll never get back.
Really, it’s just as well, because truth be told, one of the lenses had started falling out of the frame on a fairly regular basis, which just goes to show that the people in Taiwan aren’t manufacturing the same quality of product they used to provide. The only reason I’m sad about losing the glasses is they held some sentimental value because when I bought them two summers ago, I felt oh so cool in my oversized Nicole Richie type shades and one day as I was leaving Gulley’s house, I put them on and her son Jackson said “OH!! Can I please wear your goggles?”
I would feel bad, but y’all know that DJ AM probably said the same thing to Nicole at some point.
Anyway, I am in the midst of a sunglass style quandry. Do I purchase another pair of the goggle-like oversize sunglasses or do I go with a new look?
I am leaning towards the retro Ray-ban aviator style, circa Tom Cruise before he jumped on Oprah’s couch and became an idiot. I had a pair of aviators when I was in college that an ex-boyfriend bought me for Christmas, but I lost them after about six months. The relationship didn’t last much longer than the glasses because really, if he had known me at all, he would’ve known not to spend more than $10.00 on a pair of sunglasses for me, since I tend to abuse them like a rented circus monkey.
So, these are the deep and pressing issues that have been occupying my mind for about the last 24 hours. It’s a good thing I don’t have to worry about global warming, it would just be too much.