Well-Mannered Frivolity

Haircuts and head lice

I took three fifths of the clan for haircuts today. For the first time the boys got regular little boy haircuts. No spikes, mohawks, or faux-hawks for them anymore. They look so grown up. And Katherine. Poor Katherine inherited my hair. Our hair is extremely thick with a lot of body. I don't style my hair so much as I whip it into submission. The problem with Katherine is she doesn't care a lick about her hair. I have to remind her to brush it. She wants to be a scientist when she grows up. Well, she's got the Einstein hair already. You've got to admire a 13 year old girl who is more interested in science and politics than she is in hair, make-up and (ohthankyoulord) boys.

Taking the children to get a haircut is a bit of an ordeal for me. A couple of years ago we went through a year of on and off head lice. Every time I would eradicate the little buggers they would come back and bring more friends to the party. I think it is safe to say that I have a full-blown phobia of head lice--hold on a minute while I pause to scratch my head vigorously---Anyway, when I finally thought I gotten rid of the lice once and for all I ventured out to the hair salon. I'm sure you can see where this is going.....Bingo! The hairdresser found lice on James. That was the single most humiliating moment of my life. So now before haircuts I slather the haircutees heads down with conditioner and meticulously comb through their hair with a nit comb. As a matter of fact anytime one of my children sits next to me or sits in my lap I start picking through their hair with my fingers. Think they might grow up to be little neurotics?

 

Just in case you were wondering, here's how you get rid of head lice---Hopefully you will never need this info--

1. Wash the infested head with Neutrogena T-Gel Shampoo

2. Slather head with coconut oil and comb with nit comb and nit pick with fingers

3. Wash all bedding in hot water and dry on high heat--if multiple children are infested this is worth a trip to the laundry mat

4. Thoroughly vacuum beds, couches, chair--anywhere the child(ren) may have sat

5. Bag up all stuffed toys and dolls tightly for a minimum of three days.

Repeat steps 1 and 2 every night for about 5 days. Let them sleep with the coconut oil in their hair. Coconut oil loosens the nits from the hair shaft and dissolves the exoskeleton of the lice and nymphs. It can be found in most health food stores or the organic section of your local grocery store.

Don't waste your money on Rid or Nix type products. They are toxic, they don't work very well, and they are expensive.

Peace,

Wendy

Who would you pick.....

...Kevin, Joe or Nick? 

I took Mary Jane and Lila to see The Jonas Brothers Movie at the library today. Let's just say thank God it was free. 75 minutes of pure, unadulterated JoBros (with short interludes by Taylor Swift and Demi Lovato).

Kevin, as I understand it, is engaged. Nick is quite the lady's man. He has broken the hearts of the aforementioned Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus. Although, sources tell me that he and Miley are back on. Sources chiefly being US Magazine. Yes, I read US Weekly. It's my only one of my weaknesses. Besides, if I didn't read US how would I keep up with the social/love lives of people I've never heard of like Audrina Partridge and Spencer Pratt? (Just for the record, I've never watched a single episode of The Hills. I only watch shows starring pro wrestlers or brooding vampires).

Getting back to the Jonas Brothers (do I have to?)---As I watched the 'movie' I couldn't help but ponder which one was the dreamiest. You know, if I was a 13 year old girl, not a 37 year old perv. I think I would pick Joe. I like Joe's huge eyebrows. Also, you never know what hairstyle Joe is going to go with. Sometimes it's curly, sometimes it's flat ironed. Kevin and Nick always sport the gawd-awful JoBroFro. IMHO, Nick is the worst looking one of the bunch. Plus, he plays the drums like a monkey. I don't understand why all the tweens (man , I hate that word) go for him. Anyway, Joe's name is fun to say. Go ahead, say it--Joe Jonas Joe Jonas--it has a kind of Red Rover type appeal to it.

And, while not overtly talking about them, their purity rings got plenty of air time. I wonder about those rings.

Next week will be much better. The movie is that Return (or is it Escape) to Witch Mountain starring Dwayne Johnson. The Rock, a former wrestler. Now if they will just show a vampire flick......

<3,

Wendy

Mother's day

I know many people scorn holidays like mother's day.  It is a "Hallmark Holiday" after all.  Mother's should be honored everyday, blah, blah, blah. Pish-posh, I say!  I think Mother's day is very sweet.  Messy breakfasts in bed, precious little gifts made in Sunday school, a day for mama to be spoiled and pampered and petted. I received a card that was actually a birthday card, but the word birth was crossed out and mother penciled in its place.  The card had to do with butts, gas and the planet Uranus.  It was signed 'The Fairfull Kids' which I loved.  As if any other group of kids would give me a mother's day card.  As you can see, we are not a mushy-gushy people.  The children got me a new printer/copier/scanner with carefully saved allowances and a smidgen of help from Grandma and Daddy. My mother gave me a new toilet seat--I told you we aren't mushy-gushy--which she even installed for me.
Bill gave me new patio furniture for the back porch.  We have a lovely screened in back porch.  It's really the best feature of our house.  The porch is huge and partially enclosed so it protects us from all but the worst weather.  Lately our porch had been super redneck porch of the month, complete with broken furniture and ripped up screens.  Horrible stuff.  And it really bothered me that it looked so bad.  Over the last few weeks Bill has been fixing it up.  Painting, scrubbing and replacing the screen, that sort of thing.  The crowing finish is the porch furniture he surprised me with.  Now, not only is my porch tidy and shiny, but now it has a beautiful loveseat, 2 chairs, 2 ottomans and a glass to coffee table.  My husband gets me.  All my gifts were items that I didn't expect. I loved them all, even the toilet seat.

Wendy