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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Right Hair, Right Now

She had raven hair
A ruffled dresss
A necklace made of gold
All the French perfume you’d care to smell…
–GFD, “Mexicali Blues”

The theme of today seems to be hair. My family is blessed/cursed with heads full of thick hair. We all forget to make hair appointments — I truly hate making any appointment, and I am always prone to canceling, except for nails. My own hair issues will be attended to after my final vacation at Cape Cod because I have to wait for all the sun damage to take place before I get it all “adjusted.” Such adjustments cost big bucks and take many hours, but as the L’Oreal ads used to go, “I’m worth it.” I guess. Ned keeps telling me to just go gray and I say, “Never!” He still doesn’t get it: he married a high-maintenance chick. And it’s only going to get worse.

Yesterday Max told me he was done with the dreds. I saw it coming, because all summer he has been complaining about all the necessary “maintenance.” (WTF?) Meaning, he is supposed to wax them regularly, dry them thoroughly after the once-a-week washing with the special “residue-free” shampoo, and spray them with saline solution to roughen them. Compared to what I do daily, I cannot believe this is maintenance. But that is the way it is for Max. So we spent a lot of yesterday combing /ripping/cutting out knotted hair. I finally figured out that lemon juice helps dissolve that tenacious wax. Tenacious W.

So nice to see Max’s silky blond hair again (he writes about it very sweetly in his blog)! And –ouch– so much of it lay on the table in little balls. We pretended to be cats choking up hairballs, but I think I really grossed the boys out with the accuracy of my portrayal.

And now Ben is talking about wanting the green hair dye again, which I allowed him on St. Patrick’s Day. Sigh. Nat seems content with his mane of wavy blond hair but Ned is not. He wants me to take all of them for appointments asap. Not so much. Sorry Neddy Sweets, you are going to have to do that one. I love their glorious locks, and I have much too much to do right hair. Like my nails, and some fall clothes shopping. Oh, yeah, and write my book.


I’m pretty detailed about tracking checks that I write with one big exception, when a check is written to my hair salon I write HAIR in the memo with no amount. I do try to pay cash whenever possible to maintain my confidentiality.

I feel your pain.

— added by Anonymous on Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 1:41 pm

Anon, that is funny.

Oh my god it is so expensive to maintain hair. I love the way it looks so much when I do it, but for me right now it’s just too much to do every eight-twelve weeks like I’m supposed to. I manage about two or maybe three times a year.

And I too am AWFUL about maintaining appointments. I think it’s because they force you to make the appointment right then to come back in that time frame, and then I always just manage to forget it or lose that silly appt card.

I actually have to find a new salon because I think I’ve missed too many appts w/o calling. :/ eek.. feel guilty about that!

— added by I Wax Poetic on Tuesday, August 21, 2007 at 4:02 pm

“Mexicali Blues”

One of my favorite Dead tunes. Thanks for the reminder and other amusement!

— added by peter on Wednesday, August 22, 2007 at 7:42 pm

See, I love my hair. I can ignore it for months besides just brushing and washing, and I never get split ends or gross looking hair. It’s awesome.
My stylist keeps trying to get me to chop it off, but there is NO way that’s happening.

— added by Jen on Sunday, August 26, 2007 at 6:11 pm

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