Ever since I cut my hair too short a couple of months ago, I’ve been blessed with dorky looking pony tail stubs and the inability to french braid my hair. The layers have just been too short.
But the hair is growing. Slowly but surely.
Two Saturday mornings ago as we were getting ready to head out the door for soccer games, I decided in a moment of desperation to try to get my hair into a quick french braid so that it would be out of my face.
And it worked. Barely…but it worked. My hair went up into a french braid. I was thrilled. I quickly joined Matt and the boys in the van so we could head off to the games.
We were at the soccer complex for the exact length of time that it takes to unload the van and walk to Justus’ game field when the first hunk of hair came out of my braid. I tried in vain to kind of tuck it back into the braid. Nope…it was too short.
Oh, if only I had a bobby pin, I thought.
I decided to rummage through my purse, because you just never know what might be hiding in there along with the dirty kleenexes and Walmart receipts.
And there, much to my delight, at the bottom of my purse…was a bobby pin!
Stuck to a raisin.
I’d never been so happy to see a bobby pin.
I flicked the raisin off (before Malachi could see it and ask to eat it), and used it (the bobby pin, not the raisin) to stick the hunk of hair back into the braid.
Satisfied that my hair was better now…I went about the business of watching and cheering as my boys ran up and down and up and down the soccer field.
After about the first game and a half, Malachi needed to go potty. It was when I took him into the bathroom and looked into the mirror that I saw it.
My hair was indeed up in a braid…but it had all loosened up into a big messy, stringy puff ball with wispies flying out all over.
I swallowed back my urge to cry out in horror at the sight of myself. How many thousands (okay, hundreds…our town isn’t that big) of people had seen me like that? It’s a wonder I didn’t scare the soccer balls out of the goal box.
Well, I quickly pulled the barely hanging on rubber band out of my “braid”…used my fingers as a comb and decided to settle for the dorky pony tail stub.
Oh yes, and also, while I was noticing my freaked out hair, I also noticed that the shirt I was wearing had apple juice splatter stains all over the front from the last time I had made applesauce without wearing an apron. Lovely.
Tying my jean jacket around my waist took care of the apple juice splatter stains by hiding most of it.
Oh, if only the raisin could somehow miraculously help with my hair….
Donna says:
lololol You’re a nut! lololol
I mean a raisin!
I’ve done the same kind of stuff…. so I know there’s a great deal of this story that is TRUE!
I got to church once and looked down to find flour-hand-prints on my skirt—that wouldn’t dust off!
Wish U could teach me to french braid though
I got (just) one girl with hair past her waist and I can’t french braid!
October 2nd, 2008 at 12:39 am
sally says:
I LOVE little pony tail stubs! And I’m impressed you can french braid your own hair. My arms always feel like they’re gonna fall off when I finish…and then it’s usually lopsided! Oh well!
October 2nd, 2008 at 5:13 am
Emily Kay says:
I just went and looked at the pics of your haircut. Too cute! You really are a very talented woman! I cut my husbands hair, well I buzz it for him. Nothing fancy. I also trim my 4 year old daughter’s hair. My 2 year old daughter has beautiful ringlets and it has never been cut. My baby boy is only 2 months old. I have no idea when you are supposed to start cutting a little boys hair. I will probably cut his the same way I cut his daddy’s, but I figure it will be a while before I do that. As for my hair, I usually have it cut 2 times a year. I am just like you were when you started cutting your own hair-I have no time to go with a 4 year old, 2 year old and 2 month old! I usually go to our local vo-tech and let the students cut my hair. It only cost me 5 dollars! I have never had a bad haircut from them, either! They spend a lot of time and really try to get it right because they are getiing graded on it!
October 2nd, 2008 at 7:56 am
Shay B says:
I understand your “horror” completely. Moms can pull some amazing things off. I went to have my haircut in January and the lady gave me a “bald spot” kinda so I ended with an almost pixie cut. Now it is to my Jaw and I am thrilled it is growing but horrified with the way it looks in this “stage” of growing. Yesterday I went out with a chocolate pudding hand print on the back of my shirt (from afternoon snack) without realizing it until I walked in front of a store window and caught a glimpse of it. LOL. Hope today is great!
A kinda new reader
*Shay*
October 2nd, 2008 at 8:24 am
Sherry says:
I need to check myself before I go anywhere, because I have usually some kind of stain. LOL!
Wow, I wish I could french braid my hair. I have to grow it out a little bit though as I cut it short to try to get rid of the color. I’m not dyeing it but just natural brown with some natural grays here and there. LOL!
Have a blessed day!
Sherry
October 2nd, 2008 at 8:58 am
travelinpilgrim says:
Laura -
I happened upon your website the other day - can’t remember how - and I just love it. I feel like we have soooooo much in common, except for you having four BOYS. I do, however, have four children. My one boy would probably drool over the opportunity to be in your house! Anyway, I hope to get to know you a little better and I will be coming back to your blog often!
October 2nd, 2008 at 11:55 am
Tiffany says:
Boy do I feel your pain. This kind of thing has happened to me so many times. Why don’t our husbands tell us these things?
Hmmm, maybe if you’d put the pin in your hair with the raisin still stuck to it, it would have stuck better!
October 2nd, 2008 at 2:50 pm
Kari says:
Very light tan slacks, very dark blue underwear… oh well, the underwear showing through matched my shirt at least!
Hey, you’re about to have your one-year blog anniversary. Any special plans? Maybe a special hair-do?
October 2nd, 2008 at 4:39 pm
Tania says:
This was quite funny to me as I have had many haircuts that really were shorter than I wanted with many layers. I too have resorted to stubby pony tails and odd french braids. (-:
October 3rd, 2008 at 7:23 am
Chelf says:
My hair is funky these days too. Still a little too long, but the layering is all wrong. I can’t french braid my hair right now, either.
I french braided niece’s hair, and then put a tiny straight braid in my own hair. She thought it was really cool to have matching braids in our hair. She’s three, and has hair to the middle of her back. (sigh.)
October 3rd, 2008 at 1:37 pm