Let me put this plainly. Getting older isn’t simple. I used to rearrange the furniture quite often. Getting ready for company took hardly any effort. I haven’t even started packing. I do have a list. Hopefully, because it is for camping, it’ll be simple.
When I was a girl, I dreamed of shooting the curl. But alas I never learned to surf.
As a child my mother wanted me to have curly hair. She or my aunt gave me perms. Ugh! I hated it! And it took forever to grow out. It wasn’t so much curly as frizzy.
In sixth grade I had a thing for Shirley Temple. I used those pink sponge rollers, or mom would use rags to curl my hair into those ringlets. I loved Ms. Temples songs, shows, and dances.
From Curly Top
My teen years found me using coke, orange juice, or coffee cans as rollers as Cher straight hair was in. I couldn’t find pics, sorry.
A week after high school graduation I started cosmetology classes at the city college. We didn’t learn to use the hot roller. Or blow dryer. Or French braids. We learned pin curls, and finger waves. And pivot rollers. But I loved working with hair and meeting the nice ladies. Long hair was my favorite. Especially wedding looks. But, ugh, long days standing in one place had me in tears every night.
Yes. That’s my new goal. I’m not even curling those. I’m still on the purple ones that look like elongated hair curlers
A Milo pic. Just because. He curls up next to me at night. But stretches out on the cool floor in the heat of dog days.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โcurl.โ Use it as a noun, use it as a verb, use it any way youโd like. Have fun!
Remember that time we started laughing and couldn’t stop? Those moments of heightened laughter or deep tears are moments we connect our souls. Those times we car-karaoke until our throats sounded like we smoked all our lives are miracles in my life.
I’m horrid at small talk.ย But those times we stay awake until the sun becomes up solving the problems of the world, or deep spiritual meshing. Gosh, I love times like that time.
One of my favorite things to do in life is to sing. All my life!
When I was a kid on the swing I was singing. My favorite swinging songs was To Dream the Impossible Dream.
I set up classmates to reinact the Wizard of Oz. Somewhere Over the Rainbow is still a favorite. I’m teaching myself a new version to play so I can sing with it later. In fact, Ash Grove, Beau Soir, Shilo, Just the Way You Are, God Bless the Child and Can’t Help Lovin’ Dat Man of Mine, among others are piano accomplishments I’m learning while I’m trying get my voice back. I’m doing the vocal warmups I learned in voice classes and lessons I took for a couple years.
Allergies are messing with my throat but I’m doing my best. I miss singing. I used to do solos in churches. I was terrified when I first started but I grew to love every minute of it. Whereas the piano playing with any audience made me feel I was going to die. But the singing would take me to another world.
(W)hy is there an X for the 24th day of the month?
(W)ouldn’t it be easier to leave the letter out? Then it would be the ex letter. But then our exes won’t exist? No more xylophone? Ah, that would be a loss.
Wondering why so many Ws? I hadn’t hit that letter yet. Wander with me just don’t miss the exit!
Here is a view of the uncovered sofa. Yeah, I’m backing up a little to make sure my meandering alphabet gets covered. Here’s to future naps and overnight guests!๐ค
It came with fold up cup holders! Thanks to Heather, David, and Dana. Dana is keeping the covers on to protect it from claws.
So this is our new pet. Gump the sofa beast from the Land of Oz. Sorry no picture of the Gump. But research brings a lot up.
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
Hi! my name is Sebastian (You can call me Seb!) ...welcome to my Blog. I'm a photographer from Worcester, Worcestershire, England. Thanks for dropping by! I hope you enjoy my work.
Books, games, music, and life โ filtered through the mind of a writer, drummer, and philosopher who thinks too deeply about all of it. If it moves something in your chest, I'm interested.
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