I have seen signs of spring but mostly they have been in the blogs I follow and finally caught up with today.
It has been a busy week.
I turned another year older and 10 years wiser.
I had all my long hair cut off, before going to see my Mom for the meal she prepared, in celebration of my birthday .
It was time, it had gotten long and dried out with all the high lightening over the years and it was just not me any longer. I needed a wash and go look not the wash and clip up look I had been rocking for over a year and a half, even my hairdresser who lost her business to a fire, had found a place to work so that was not my excuse. I had no excuse except being lazy and holding on to hair that no longer did a thing for me, I guess you could say a RUT, a really deep one.
So knowing I would be heading south to spend the day with Mom and stylist having just gone back into her shop all shiny and new, I asked if she had an opening early and she did, she made it for me by starting work early. I was one of her first steady customers when she came out of school in the mid 80’s. I used to pull up in a rig and jump out run in for a wash, cut and blow dry then back later for high-light. Well Tuesday was different I hugged her while boyfriend and dog waited in truck and she washed my hair and then I said words I never had before MAKE IT SHORT and NO high Lights I am too old. She assured me I was not but got the scissors out and proceeded to rid my head of all those dried out locks. It was half way down my back, so I know it will grow back but now being 57 and looking forward to showing my art, it was time not to appear to be a hippie.
The work was done, there was a huge pile on the new wooden floor. She had cut lots of layers all over my head as I have straight and fine hair so now I could blow dry on a round brush and then add curls with the small iron for lots of tight curls or the fat curling iron for some pretty bouncy curls. I may even use my old curlers now and then.
Now just picture this I was always a blonde then I added more blonde highlights and now that they are all gone. I am no longer going to be called Blondie maybe just Eunice, for a change. I missed weigh-in on Tuesday but maybe down even more ounces without the extra length. I am not used to having real short hair. I did have a Twiggy Haircut back when Laugh-In was a big deal as was she. From the days when Charlie’s Angels hit the TV with Farah my hair has always been just like hers, it fit me. Now that is a VERY DEEP RUT hey, lol.
So Ron was great with it for a man he is cool he knows I just want a fresh start and it can grow a little longer and still look pretty. Now I was off to see what Mom would say. I hugged her when I went into the house I grew up in, no coat on and friendly dog at my heel and she never noticed. After I made a cup of coffee and helped her make some moves on her Words With Friends, yes she is now on Facebook, I asked “so do you like my hair?” She looks at me and says what did you do to it then says OH, OH I like it what color is that? I said my own to which she reminds me it was always pretty till I messed with it in the mid 70’s. So then she says you have a rinse in it though right to cover the gray. I burst out laughing and said no Mom 57 and no gray yet. She has had beautiful white hair since she was 50! I reminded her she raised us four brats and I had dogs and not back talking children. When I left I think she still thought I had colored it my color I was when I was 18. Now my hairdresser took photos and never got to me in time for this post and for that I am sorry and one I took in mirror I do not think is good enough but I did add it even though I know it could cause me to really lose my wonderful followers.’ I did add the photos as it would not be my blog without them.
Nope this was 3 years ago highlighted leaving Farrah behind
Nope not this one either. This was 5 years ago when I did my hair the night before I took this photo, with strips of a brown paper bag, like back in the day when I used rags to roll my waist length hair up on the ends just to make it pretty when in a pony tail.
Yes me above now down 70+ pounds and I want another 70 or 80 off but no longer can I hide behind the HAIR I know I should have smiled pretty but I was worried about all those wrinkles and the shower curtain, etc. behind me so I cropped all I could out sorry but I must say I feel liberated bathroom shot and all!
Now for the CAKE!
Mom may be 77 but she still can make a beautiful ROSE and yummy cake maybe I will miss next weeks weigh in as well oh no wait I won’t have to there is SNOW TO SHOVEL as the storm is no upon us!
Now to get back to the POST Name
I hear the sounds of spring in the birds voices.
I see birds arriving that stay further south wait you got as much snow as we did last storm but really we are now seeing chipmunks and mom had greens tall ones for her Daffodils already up so certainly it will arrive soon as this bout of 6 inches melts and the other 12 inches follows suit and the huge snow bank under the Apple tree well she will bear fruit like crazy with no water shortage!
It was so nice to sit with my feet up and read your blogs well the ones I got to and to sit with you and let you know all is good I am getting so excited to start out fresh and full of joy and a light heart, head too.
Love you all and miss you too
Susan B. still no blog listed on my list for you 😦 HUGS I will locate you here or there though.
From my beautiful snow-covered NH home to yours we shall talk soon!
My Mom has decorated cakes since I was a baby. In fact I never had a store bought one, nor did my three brothers. She only stopped making cakes when her hands crippled with arthritis and no longer could produce beautiful displays of her artwork., I think they were still beautiful but she was so hard on herself, really her cakes and frosting were so good and me being a kid, I hate to tell her it could have been messy and still yummy.
When she had orders for huge wedding cakes or say Big Bird for a Boston show, I always helped wash all the bowls, as each color on the cake had a separate one. She made the best frosting. I can not explain how good our cakes were at home. When I was a Brownie she made a Brownie Cake and when I was a Rainbow Girl she made my doll cake in beautiful white gown just like the one she made me to attend weekly meetings in, as well as a rainbow cape on her shoulders.
Mom was so talented in all she ever set her mind to teach herself. I never wanted to follow in her footsteps. I wanted to cut hair like my Dad’s Mom. Guess I could never see myself as good as Mom was so I never pushed myself to try, ah now I know why I loved driving truck!
I will scan her cake photos someday and do a blog on her. The photos that will be attached to this blog are ones I took her to see in Boston at the Boston Flower Show
Every year the Boston Flower show has a theme and then a display of talented people and what they make as related to flowers. Hope you enjoy these photos once again I am using and Kodak Easy Share, in a crowded room.
I can hardly wait to share what my Mom did with a pastry bag and a rose tip!
She bought a book back in the 50’s and ended up in shows as these artists did.
Hope you enjoyed the photos sorry it went so long
Death Grip lol but so young and so GOOD