To my sisters more hair-and-fashion-conscious than I,
[In this case I mean "sisters" literally, not just the general "sisterhood" of women--although any of you are welcome to comment.]
Since our genetics have handed us similar hair that is prone to be dry and frizzy with a little wave thrown in for good measure, I am relying on your experience and good advice. [You don't mean to tell me that I'm the only one who got the dry, frizzy hair...?]
Coming back from my two holiday trips this year I have discovered that the wall-mounted hair dryers provided in the hotels did a better job with my hair than the one I have at home (which is also the same hair dryer I have had since high school!).
Needless to say, I am in the market for a new hair dryer, but don't know where to start.
I don't get out much when it comes to hair and beauty supplies. Only in the last year have I started making more of an effort with my hair (not that I have much to show for it). I am still just as cheap as ever (forget "frugal"--I'm cheap when it comes to hair products). I really don't want to spend $100 on a new hair dryer (please tell me a good one doesn't cost that much...). I don't even want to spend $50 on a good hair dryer. Can I find a decent one for $30? Have you found a good one you like that might be in my budget? What should I look for when purchasing a hair dryer? Or does it really matter, because any new hair dryer will be better than the twenty-year-old one I currently have?
Anxiously awaiting your replies.
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Sunday, April 18, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Fast! Go, Joe!
In the moments before I fall asleep I often pester Brett with some of the most random thoughts. A few nights ago, after getting up to put medicated chest rub on my coughing son I came back and asked Brett:
Me: Do you know what I love? . . . Fast Orange (which I sometimes refer to as "Agent Orange"). It is so great for cleaning hands. It worked great getting that slimy lotion off. Do you think the average Joe knows about Fast Orange?
Brett: I don't know.
Me: When did you discover Fast Orange?
Brett: Like when I was 14.
Me: I mean, it's great for washing your hands after gardening, and getting greasy things off . . .
Brett: Well, that's what it's marketed for. But Fast Orange isn't the only stuff out there.
By now I have started drifting back to sleep and am already in a car with my driver. Suddenly the driver hears someone call out, "Go, Joe!" He quickly opens the car door and rolls out in a very James-Bond-like maneuver.
Brett: GoJo.
Me: Huh?
Brett: GoJo. That's another big name.
Me: Weird.
Half-asleep or not, I love Fast Orange and am thankful to my husband for introducing it to me.
Me: Do you know what I love? . . . Fast Orange (which I sometimes refer to as "Agent Orange"). It is so great for cleaning hands. It worked great getting that slimy lotion off. Do you think the average Joe knows about Fast Orange?
Brett: I don't know.
Me: When did you discover Fast Orange?
Brett: Like when I was 14.
Me: I mean, it's great for washing your hands after gardening, and getting greasy things off . . .
Brett: Well, that's what it's marketed for. But Fast Orange isn't the only stuff out there.
By now I have started drifting back to sleep and am already in a car with my driver. Suddenly the driver hears someone call out, "Go, Joe!" He quickly opens the car door and rolls out in a very James-Bond-like maneuver.
Brett: GoJo.
Me: Huh?
Brett: GoJo. That's another big name.
Me: Weird.
Half-asleep or not, I love Fast Orange and am thankful to my husband for introducing it to me.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Only Cosmetic
No, I didn't burn myself with a curling iron.
Yes, I have noticed this weird stuff going on with my forehead.
It started about a year ago with one small light strip that really did look like a curling iron burn. Of course, I haven't owned a curling iron in at least a decade. [It's so weird that I can say that about certain things. I mean, a "decade" may just as well be "half-a-century" for as long as it sounds.] With time the marks became longer and darker.
I had an appointment with my dermatologist who confirmed that these brown spots are completely harmless and most likely a result of changing hormones. (Like it took my body four years to figure out that I'm not pregnant anymore?)
The other good news is that it can be treated with good results. The bad news is that the whitening cream can be very expensive, has to be applied every day, and has to be covered with a minimum SPF 30 every time you step out of doors or it can come back. Since these spots are completely harmless, I think I'll skip the treatment for now. It sounds like more effort (and money) than I am willing to spend for something that isn't bothering me. So, get used to the face above. This is me--spots and all.
Now, the treatment for the red eyes you see in this photo is easy and inexpensive: Go To Bed!
[Yes, I do love my Turbie Twist. I would recommend it to anyone with longish hair. I can't even consider my hair "longish" anymore, and I still love it.]
Yes, I have noticed this weird stuff going on with my forehead.
It started about a year ago with one small light strip that really did look like a curling iron burn. Of course, I haven't owned a curling iron in at least a decade. [It's so weird that I can say that about certain things. I mean, a "decade" may just as well be "half-a-century" for as long as it sounds.] With time the marks became longer and darker.
I had an appointment with my dermatologist who confirmed that these brown spots are completely harmless and most likely a result of changing hormones. (Like it took my body four years to figure out that I'm not pregnant anymore?)
The other good news is that it can be treated with good results. The bad news is that the whitening cream can be very expensive, has to be applied every day, and has to be covered with a minimum SPF 30 every time you step out of doors or it can come back. Since these spots are completely harmless, I think I'll skip the treatment for now. It sounds like more effort (and money) than I am willing to spend for something that isn't bothering me. So, get used to the face above. This is me--spots and all.
Now, the treatment for the red eyes you see in this photo is easy and inexpensive: Go To Bed!
[Yes, I do love my Turbie Twist. I would recommend it to anyone with longish hair. I can't even consider my hair "longish" anymore, and I still love it.]
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Spooky Mic
My boys have not been playing with the toys in their room as often these days. The weather has been nice in the afternoons, and most days you will find them playing outside when Todd comes home from school. I'm happy about that, but feel sad for their neglected toys sometimes.
This Sunday, one of these neglected toys was retrieved and provided a good hour of laughs. The boys found it funny because Mom was having so much fun with the toy, a Magic Mic. We received this toy microphone for Christmas last year. One thing I like about this microphone is that it doesn't require batteries and does not really amplify one's voice. Rather, it creates an echo directed back at the user--meaning that the user has the most fun and only becomes annoying to those around him/her when he/she won't stop talking or singing just for the sake of hearing his/her own voice.
Case in point--once I got the Magic Mic in my hands while I was preparing lunch for the boys, I had to sing/say everything directed at the boys through the mic. [singingly] "Please get a plate, cup, and fork." [la, la, la] "What would you like on your sandwich?" [la, la, la] . . . that sort of thing.
The real fun started when the boys asked me to make a spooky sound. We discovered, much to our great amusement, that the Magic Mic is perfect for making silly, spooky ghost noises, "oooooooOOOOOOoooooo". The boys would pretend to be scared of the ghost (laughing the whole while) and would hide for a minute. When the ghost got a little quieter they would peek around the corner, which would just get the ghost going again.
The ghost had great fun testing the sound of her howl, seeing how high she could "ooooOOOooo" before the echo caused the tone to become unpleasantly distorted.
What a great Halloween-y activity.
I was just thinking that I probably would have really enjoyed using the Magic Mic about three/four years ago when I was struggling with impatient toddlers. Todd had a hard time waiting for me to prepare his meals, but because I was juggling taking care of a baby and a toddler, it was difficult to get much food prep done until they were both strapped safely into their chairs, unattached to Mom. When the screaming would start (from the kids) I was often tempted to scream in return. Instead, I would expend my frustration-energy through (loud) opera singing, "Dooooon't you seeeeee that I am fiiiiiixing your luuuuuuunch?? It will be reeeeeeaaaady veeeeryyyyy soooooooon." Imagine how much better that would have felt, and how much more amusing it might have been to my children if I had been using the Magic Mic!
This Sunday, one of these neglected toys was retrieved and provided a good hour of laughs. The boys found it funny because Mom was having so much fun with the toy, a Magic Mic. We received this toy microphone for Christmas last year. One thing I like about this microphone is that it doesn't require batteries and does not really amplify one's voice. Rather, it creates an echo directed back at the user--meaning that the user has the most fun and only becomes annoying to those around him/her when he/she won't stop talking or singing just for the sake of hearing his/her own voice.
Case in point--once I got the Magic Mic in my hands while I was preparing lunch for the boys, I had to sing/say everything directed at the boys through the mic. [singingly] "Please get a plate, cup, and fork." [la, la, la] "What would you like on your sandwich?" [la, la, la] . . . that sort of thing.
The real fun started when the boys asked me to make a spooky sound. We discovered, much to our great amusement, that the Magic Mic is perfect for making silly, spooky ghost noises, "oooooooOOOOOOoooooo". The boys would pretend to be scared of the ghost (laughing the whole while) and would hide for a minute. When the ghost got a little quieter they would peek around the corner, which would just get the ghost going again.
The ghost had great fun testing the sound of her howl, seeing how high she could "ooooOOOooo" before the echo caused the tone to become unpleasantly distorted.
What a great Halloween-y activity.
I was just thinking that I probably would have really enjoyed using the Magic Mic about three/four years ago when I was struggling with impatient toddlers. Todd had a hard time waiting for me to prepare his meals, but because I was juggling taking care of a baby and a toddler, it was difficult to get much food prep done until they were both strapped safely into their chairs, unattached to Mom. When the screaming would start (from the kids) I was often tempted to scream in return. Instead, I would expend my frustration-energy through (loud) opera singing, "Dooooon't you seeeeee that I am fiiiiiixing your luuuuuuunch?? It will be reeeeeeaaaady veeeeryyyyy soooooooon." Imagine how much better that would have felt, and how much more amusing it might have been to my children if I had been using the Magic Mic!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
No More Baby Shampoo
My youngest is almost four years old, and I finally decided to stop using baby shampoo. What has taken me so long? Honestly, I don't know, except for the fact that I still wanted something tear-free for my boys' eyes, and I didn't take the time to see what else was out there. I was tired of using the baby shampoo. I wasn't really happy that their hair seemed so dry right after I washed it. I finally looked for something else about a month ago and found Suave for Kids. I bought the Orange Mango Outburst Smoothers 2-in-1 shampoo. I love it. I love the way it smells; I love the way their hair feels. I wish that I had looked for something like this sooner!
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