Curls . . . for a few minutes Monday, Sep 22 2008 

Curls . . . for a few minutes

22 September 2008

Autumnal Equinox — First Day of Fall

Residents of Galveston will mark the first day of autumn by knowing they can go home!  It still sounds like it’s not really a good idea to me, but I understand the pull to return home.  People are anxious enough to see their homes and begin to deal with mold and water damage, that they’re willing to deal with spotty electric service, or flushing only once a day to save water.  Here’s a great article by USAToday regarding Galveston and it’s history of recovery after recovery.

It’s sobering to remember that before the Great Storm in 1900, Galveston was the fourth largest city in the US.  Officials are saying that although the port is about to reopen, and people will repopulate the island, the full recovery will take three to five years.  It will be easy for those of us not living and/or working there, to forget about that pretty quickly.  I hope we can try not to forget.  Put Galveston Island on your weekend getaway list—those local businesses need our dollars!

I know we are looking forward to Dickens on the Strand.  It’ll be different.  But, it’ll be special.  As I had the pleasure of lunching with Arta and Heather this afternoon, we discussed the fact that if there are fewer hotel rooms available on the island, it might hamper attendance at the festival.  And, we all pretty much agreed, that it might be like a “rain day” at faire—with only the real die-hards like us being there!  While there’s a certain appeal to that, what the island really needs is a huge turnout!

Ginger just found an article online stating that the Mitchell hotels, The Galvez, The Tremont, and The Harbor House, are undergoing repairs, now, and are planning to reopen on 15 October.  That’s great news!  Thanks, Ginger!  Now, we just have to wait and see, I guess, if “our” ballroom will be ready for us to use on the fifth of December!

My photo today is of the results of last night’s curlers!  It was really pretty for about twenty minutes.  Then it was okay for another two hours or so.  By the time I finished lunch, and got to Beading Dreams, where I had a delightful visit with Allyson, the hair was just sad.  A few gentle waves remained, but tended to make it simply look unkept.  I’ll try again—but obviously, I need to leave them in for more than twelve hours!  My worry is that by the time they’ve been in long enough to make curls last, my hair won’t still look clean! 🙂  <sigh>


Pizza Perspective Monday, Sep 22 2008 

20 September 2008
I watched some football this morning, then Marita Beth & went errand running. In the course of the errands, I managed to convince her that beer & pizza are a lovely combination and that we should have some. 🙂
This is that pizza
Pizza Perspective
which we acquired at BJ’s Brew Pub in Arlington. The pizza was quite tasty and I’ve always been fond of their Jeremiah Red. MB had a hefeweissen of some sort, then we shared their Oktoberfest lager. I told you beer & pizza was a good combination.

~KR (Written on 22 September 2008 )

Listening to:
Stars Over Cloughanover by Saw Doctors
from The Cure

Camera: Canon PowerShot SD850 IS
Exposure: 0.8 sec (4/5)
Aperture: f/2.8
Focal Length: 5.8 mm
ISO Speed: 80
Exposure Bias: 0/3 EV
Flash: Flash did not fire

Would you believe . . . curlers? Monday, Sep 22 2008 

Would you believe . . . curlers?

21 September 2008

I have straight hair.

I’ve always had straight hair.  My mama used to painstakingly put it up in “pincurls” every night before bed.  When it was short, and I was young, it held those little criss-crossed bobby-pin curls pretty well.  But, as I got older and wanted longer hair, there was less and less it would do.  I used a curling iron all through junior high and at about age sixteen or so, I’d had it with straight.   Home permanents became a regular thing, and once on my own, salon perms . . . until I’d literally damaged my hair so badly it refused to grow. 

From the day I quit using chemicals on it, to the next time it needed a trim . . . about six years!  Once it finally began to grow, I was hooked on long hair and content enough with it being straight.  I used hot rollers every once in a while, but the curls never held.  The least little bit of humidity and . . . flump.  Straight hair.

For the last twenty years or so, my hair has seen little in the way of products and chemicals.  I don’t colour it, or dye it, or perm it, or use hairspray or gel.  I am blessed with genes (from my mama) that continue to provide me with a warm brunette only barely beginning to show signs of silver (which I love, by the way!)  I wash and condition it about three times a week, and in between it’s usually up in a bun or a twist.  When I go out with my husband, I try to remember to take it down, ’cause he prefers that, so I use a small hairstick, a barrette, or clip of some sort to keep it out of my face.  Once a year for Dickens on the Strand, I rely on a friend to braid most of it, and give me some sort of period “do”—usually involving what Kelly refers to as “China-hair” or clip on hairpieces.  And once in a while on a faire weekend I do something fun with it like bunches of tiny braids that result in what one friend used to call “mermaid hair,” or I might get a professional hairbraid.  In all these years, I’ve kept it long (just above my waist most of the time) and just gave up on having curls.

Just before the turn of the year, it was time for another trim.  I had let it get way too long (I was sitting on it!), and I had Ginger take about 13 inches off of it.  It was so fun, and felt so short, I tried curling it for Hogmanay!  Unfortunately, my busy New Year’s Eve day didn’t allow for enough time for the rag curls (my old hot roller set was dead) to set, so it looked kind of curly for the first twenty-five minutes of the party!  Grrr.  I was frustrated, but wanted to try again.   I got another trim this summer, and have had curls on my mind.  (Thanks, Ginger!)  This week, while in an Ulta store, I saw these crazy soft rollers and decided it was time to give curls another go.  So, right now, I sit here in front of my laptop, with leopard-print (it was my only choice) soft curlers in my hair.  I’m going to try sleeping on them, and see if I have curls tomorrow!

Keep your fingers crossed for me!