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I need your help.

December 15, 2009

Or, I should say, my vacuum and my head need your help.

I realized last weekend when I was vacuuming that my fancy Dyson wasn’t being so effective.  Annoyed, I flipped it over to see what the problem was.

45 minutes of masterful use of a tiny pair of bird scissors (similar to these) later, I had my answer.

Meet the Hair Ball of Doom (HBD), freed from the roller brush thingie of my vacuum.  (iPhone shown for size reference.)

Obviously not only my hair, but definately mostly.

I especially like the profile shot showing the impressive loftiness of the HBD.

See what I mean?

So, this whole HBD business got me to thinking that all this hair I currently have is doing me a disservice in some areas of my life.

Current state of my hair, for reference.

Examples of how my hair is annoying:

1.) HBD, HBD2, HBD3, etc. (obviously this will not be the only time this will occur if the long hair remains on my head)

2.) It takes way too long to blow dry this mess in the morning.  (And by way too long, I am talking 5 minutes.  I know that doesn’t sound like a long time, but seriously, IT IS.) (Oh, and for those of you thinking I should just stop blow drying it, I will just say right now that is not an option.  My hair would take about eleventy-billion hours to dry and during that time would turn into a very impressive frizzy afro thing.)

3.) I find myself putting my hair back when I sleep, because otherwise I wake up in the middle of the night pulling my own hair by laying on it.

4.) I’m lazy.  (Somewhat related to reason #2, but since it is a big one, I decided I could double up.)

5.) It tickles J when I bend over him in the car, when he is in my lap, etc.

6.) I have to remember to pull it back or it can get it my food.  Yuck.

7.) Can you say, “rolling hairballs?”  Eew.

8.) I am sure there are more, but these are all I can think of for now.

When I expressed all of these frustrations to my sister, she immediately suggested this little number:

Audrey Tautou from BellaSugar

So, I can see lots of pluses to something like this.  Easy to deal with and no HBD2 come to mind immediately.  But would I look funny?  Would I immediately regret it?  Would it be a pain to deal with?  Would my neck become permanently cold?

So, I look to you all for guidance.  I make no promises to do as you all decide, but input would be nice.

So vote (and feel free to add to your vote by commenting if you feel so inclined).

I don’t want this post to be all about me, so I will stick with the topic and show you how awesome J’s hair was this morning.

It was totally flat by the time we got to daycare though.  Bummer.  I think everyone there would have liked it too!


I’m a Bingo Loser

October 17, 2009

Joined my sister and her roommate for Bingo last night.  It was quite the experience.  There are many things I didn’t know about the game.  I feel so informed now.

The board I pictured was there, but there were also electronic bingo card things too.  (Think touch screen.)  Apparently that is so a person has double the bingo cards playing at once.  I call it cheating.

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I, along with my player partners, did not get the trill of yelling “BINGO!”  This picture of my cards after someone yelled bingo gives you a good idea of how close I NEVER was.

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Oh well, we had a good time.  (And parmesan goldfish too, those things are dangerously addictive!)

At the Zoo

September 5, 2009

Earlier this week, Aunt Lyndsay played hookie with J and I and went to the zoo.

I think Aunt Lyndsay enjoyed the monkey.

At the Zoo - 02Maybe a little too much?

I enjoyed watching Aunt Lyndsay amuse Jaxon while I sat around.

At the Zoo - 13Jaxon loves stairs.

Oh, and of course there were animals.

At the Zoo - 08And animal poo too!