I have curly hair, as well. Not too, too curly, like it doesn’t go all frizzy or nothing. In fact, I’m rather vain about my “just right curly hair.” We vain curlyheads snicker behind our hands at the straighties. I mean what can you DO with straight hair except get some hairdresser to whack it all off. I’m just sayin. 
A belated Happy Birthday to bumba!
I’m so psyched…I leave for Destin early tomorrow morning! woohoo!!!
Beach baby, Beach baby, give me your hand
Maybe I can talk my traveling companion into leaving tonight…we can drive to Tallahassee and stay overnight with my friend (the one with the two-week-old great dane pups that I’m dying to see). We were gonna do a drive-by tomorrow anyway…I’ll have to call and propose the idea.
swampy, I’ll be sure to wave as we’re passing by east of Leesburg. BTW, I wish I had known when you were up here in Atlanta last week (or was it the week before?) I’d have taken you out to lunch!
I loved Captain Kangaroo, Bunny Rabbit, Mr. Moose, and Mr. Greenjeans! My favorite story was the one about the guy that stacked all those hats on his head. I can’t remember the name of it.
Happy belated birthday to Bumbazine. I’d dance naked, but I’m too tired. Maybe next year.
Anyone want to make me breakfast?
My hair is curly too - and light brown. So, of course, I spent most of my life wishing for long, straight, blonde hair. But now I love my brown curly hair (said in a “father at funeral in Heathers” voice). Except now it’s more blonde-brown, since I had pretty, pretty highlights put in about a month ago. Ready for summer!
My hair also can go into pipe-curls sometimes - ya know, like Nellie Olsen? Not all over - just selected areas. I don’t encourage it - it’s surprising how few professional women will wear their hair in the Nellie Olsen look. Wonder why? Hey - maybe we could force that to be the next trend! That’d be cool.
Oh - and Happy Birt’day to Bumba - may he always have many worshippers at his feet.
Hmm…I would spit to increase the manly quotient in this post, but unfortunately, being a semi-girly girl, I can’t. I also think it’s really icky.
Susan
Hey, Lis, I think I have some leftover gruel. It might even be made with spelt. Interested? 
Susan, I loved Nellie’s hair, cept I think her momma used to do them curls with a curlin iron.
Oh, and count me in on the semi-girly side where spittin is just gross…sompin what a cooti boy would do. 
I’ve got curly hair, too. I’m gonna spin a yarn about it for you, too:
I was born bald as a billiard ball. Took a while for the hair to start growing in, too. Mom wasn’t real into putting bow headbands on my noggin or anything, so most people thought I was a boy. Eventually, the hair arrived. Most of my childhood was spent with straight brown hair, often worn long.
Oh, but then something happened. Around about my 12th or 13th birthday, my hair started getting noticeably curlier. In fact, where once there was zero curl, now there were plenty. And OH WHAT LUCK! This corresponded to the same time that my mom thought a nice short hairdo for the summer would be easy to deal with. My hair was probably less than 4 inches long in total.
I don’t know if you’re aware what really short curly hair looks like. Actually, you probably do. It’s called an “Afro” and I had one by the time I got into 8th grade. Now, if I looked like Pam Grier, this would not be a bad thing. Sadly, I was a chunky little white girl with glasses and braces. I HATED MY CURLY HAIR.
After a couple of years of gnashing teeth, my hair got long enough that the weight of it pulled the curls a little less tight. I also discovered mousse (The hair product, not the dessert. I was chunky, remember? I sure as hell knew what chocolate mousse was, yes I did.) The tide was turning.
Now I love my curly brown hair (or my dead gay son, whatever) and I’m glad that my hair isn’t straight. I don’t know how to create hairstyles. French braid? Twist? Huh? But since I have curls that mostly cooperate, I can just let my hair go and it looks just fine without all the bells and whistles.
Bumba, happy belated birthday!
Winnie if yer gonna use a “So There!” you must put a at the end of it. So There!
I have curly/wavy hair. Back in the day when I wore it long, I would tie a rubber band around it and it would poof out. It looked like a poodle’s butt. :eek: All evidence of that, as far as I know (my sister is sneaky she might have saved one picture for future blackmail purposes), has been destroyed. Now I keep my hair buzzed. A half-inch all over, trimmed off the ears and squared at the back of the neck. It needs trimming now.
Kalley I have decided to add Homer Price to my birthday wishlist (54 days and counting). I think it was only $6.95 plus shipping and handling (a charge just for picking it up?) so it’d be a cheap gift. Since I have many cheap friends, I may end up with several.
Tupug lax spikes <snerk> spikelets <snerk> <snerk>. I prefer spikes over spikelets though. I like my spikes to be manly, alert and ever on guard. Not all lax like yours. So there!
Rue is it true that people everywhere fauna all over your big fauna? <snerk>
earthpuppy which way y’all coming to Tallahassee? I-75 then Georgia 300 or I-85, I-185 then Georgia 520, then US19? Or maybe I-75 to I-10 to Tallahassee? Just nosy is all. Next time I head up to Etlanner I’ll let ya know.
Another wonderful Robert McClosky book is One Morning in Maine. It’s my favorite, though Blueberries for Sal is also good. I haven’t heard of the Homer Price books. Are they chapter books? I have a nearly-7 boy and 9-year-old girl. Would they enjoy them?
My hair has never been curly, though on occasion it can be described as somewhat wavy. Mostly it’s short and straight, though.
Happy Yesterday Birthday, Bumba! I now know THREE people born on June 2! I know 10 people born on Feb. 6 – isn’t that odd? Two of them are my twin sisters. One is former president Ronald Regan.
Target’s answer was LAME. Offering guests more options, indeed. Like they’re so considerate. People griped and they were afraid they’d go to Wal-Mart (shudder) instead, so they caved and put in extra doors. And why isn’t Jeremy bold enough to sign his last name. What’s he hiding anyway??
dwyr thanks for the tip on quinoa. I bought a bunch of it at the co-op a couple years ago and thought it was the yuckiest, blandest thing ever. I don’t remember if I rinsed it at all. So I was eating soapy grain. No wonder it was gross. (Oh and thanks for showing up in my Netflix thread. I was feeling somewhat forlorn!)
Gross? You wanna talk gross? We watched the movie Se7en last night. Yeech. According to the director’s commentary track, the fat guy had to spend 10 hours in makeup to look that gross. And …
For the scene where his body was in a morgue, they used a fiberglass dummy. They felt so sorry for Bob, the actor, who had to undergo all that makeup and sit with his face in a bowl of spaghetti for so long, that when they made the fiberglass model they gave him a huge schlong! “It was the least we could do for poor Bob,” they said. Hee hee
Yesterday my children rode on a camel. That’s all I got.
-Ellen. (wishing she were adored)
The Homer Price book I have is a collection of all the stories starring Homer and his family and the townspeople. Each story is complete initself and ran maybe 20 pages or so. I would think both kids would enjoy them. I put them in the “tall tales” category of books–an automatic donut machine that goes crazy and fills the diner with donuts, mysterious seeds that grow 100 feet tall, a ball of yarn taller than a man. I don’t know if the individual stories (in book form) are still in print, but as swampy said, the collection is cheap, and well worth it.
Another favorite from Captain Kangaroo was Andy and the Lion, a modern retelling of Androcles and the lion (pulled the thorn out, later lion didn’t eat him), although in this version, the lion doesn’t threaten to eat anyone. I must dig this out and read it, I remember the lion following Andy (who liked to read and was often pictured walking and reading at the same time–whenI tried this, I walked into telephone poles) like a faithful dog, but I can’t remember details fo the story.
My hair is Shirley Temple curly. I get rolling pin curls (like Nellie’s I suppose, but my standard for curls has always been S. Temple, different generations, I guess) without any effort. I had short hair all throughout childhood–something about not being willing to sit still long enough to get my hair combed. Mom would brush it all flat, but if it was rainy or foggy (and I grew up on the coast, rain and fog were more common than sun) I’d get curls. It was somewhat like an “afro” but a bit more like Greg Brady’s perm. Luckily, in high school, the short perm was in fashion. This did not mean I was fashionable, mind you, but my hair on someone else would have been.
After high school I grew it long–down to the butt long. That takes out a lot of the curl–just cascading waves of blondie-brown hair (did I mention my natural highlights?). In my early 40’s I went with a medium length–now it curls (I’m Shirley Temple again) but’s it’s long enough to put in a bun or a ponytail–the best of both worlds.
Ellen, dear, you can’t just say “yesterday my children rode on a camel” and expect to get away with it. Was this a wandering camel that just showed up in your yard? Were they in Morrocco for the day (man, that would be some field trip)? Was the camel imaginary? As a child, I rode many imaginary animals, although I stayed away from fauna. Do give us details, please.
:smack: I knew I was forgetting something!
<snerk> Greg Brady perm. <snerk> Did you walk around saying things like “far out” and “groovy” too? <snerk>
Yeah, Ellen tell us about the camel. Were you out looking for a new family camel and the kids test drove it? Did the kids run away and join the circus and are now training to be camel riders? Are y’all American Nomads? Tell us.
I wanna ride a camel, how cool! I’ve ridden a horse, a burro, an elephant, and a watermelon. Camel would be a nice addition to the menagerie of things— wait a minute. I can hear the snerks building over that sentence as I type.
I have curly hair and I do believe it’s getting curlier. A couple of years ago it was half way between wavy and curly, but now I’ve got corkscrew curls that stand up like Orphan Annie being electrocuted. It’s not a look for everyone, but I also like my dead gay curly hair.
Spitting is ooky. Even for camels. Maybe especially then.
Why exactly were you riding a watermelon? Do I want to know?
For the record, my hair is wavy. Not straight, not curly. And very long, and I’m thinking of dying it dark purple for the summer.
That should be “dyeing”. I have no wish for my hair to die. I like it. I would look stupid bald.
swampy, we’ve decided to leave right after work today and head to Tally…woohoo!!! Then we’ll be almost at the beach tomorrow (yea!). We’ll prolly take 75 to 319 to 19 and one exit west of there off 10 (friend lives just east of Tally on 12 acres with a lake–very cool place). I’m so excited I’m about to jump outta my chair…come on 5:00!!!
earthpuppy we going to have icky thunderstorms rumbling across south Ga and north FL later this afternoon and early evening. If you’re not leaving til 5:00 you might miss em, but be on the lookout. The one’s yesterday were severely ick!
<snerk> Ashes [sup]2[/sup] rides watermelons. <snerk>
I guess that’ll put a damper on going topless tonight 
(as in convertible)
Nah! Just remember to bring an umbrella.
How do you tell a happy earthpuppy?
By the bugs in her teeth!
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“Why earthpuppy are you using a new hair gel?”
“No, it’s lovebug guts.”
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