Blog #2 (b)

She looks happy enough!

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Good Afternoon...
(I am hoping it is for you anyway).

My day began with that shower I spoke of earlier... At least it should have.







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Wanting to get outside, and mosey around a bit, I had to shower first. I was still in my jammies when I'd posted my 1st blog. hehehe





I go to get in the shower, I disrobe. I brush my hair. I find I cannot stand my "gray" anymore-

So then I get out one of those colored boxes that I seem to have a zillion of (whenever I don't want to color anyway).
WTH?
My choices are Medium Blond.  No.
Platinum blond.   Uh-Uh.
Or
Champagne blond.   NO WAY.
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Not even close. Those are for highlighting-

Desperate now, I concede that I either want color, (or a laundry maker).

FYI- When Berta was at Martins College of Cosmetology, she shared that we are never to use the word "dye" when doing our hair. We are to use the word "color" as a verb. This is the acceptable way of saying it being that 'dye' can be so dreary and sad..

So back to the cupboard I go...

I finally find a Clairol Dark Blond.  (Kind of 'cool' for this time of year, but it'll do quite nicely in a pinch). It must have been on sale when I picked it up- I have never used the Clairol stuff before-
No big deal. How hard can a different brand be?

I rip it open, and dump it out.
Right off the bat, I spy a tube #1, a bottle #2, and a tube #3.
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(I love easy stuff).
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It even has a PRE-conditioner. "Grey pre-texturizing pretreatment" Ooh~La~La
(This is clearly marked Tube # 1). Whoo Hoo!  This little tube is to make my grays more receptive to the dye. (er, I mean color).
Those of us with gray know exactly how stubborn those hairs can be.

Before I put this gunk on my head, I smell it.
It smells good- and NO gross flowery smell either.
It just is a nice unobtrusive smell that I can live with.

I put it in my hair, working it "all the way through to the ends".
Rereading to double check the instructions... No I am not supposed to rinse it out.
Obligingly, I leave it in.

I go to put gloves on...
Not simple, I have just washed my hands of the leftover pretreatment.
I dry them well.
I get those gloves on. (The ones that are generally about 3 sizes too small for anyones hands).

I proceed to mix the #2 bottle with the #3 tube I am shaking it (as best as my pain~filled back allows).

Then I put it in my hair, carefully doing the parts, and making sure I begin with those nasty grays.
I must wait 25 minutes, minimum; or the alloted time indicated by your allergy and hair test (that you did 24 hours in advance).

I wait.
In these 25 minutes, I realize how nice this Clairol smells, compared to the L'Oreal.  My eyes are not watering, and my sinuses are not drying up from the chemicals.

I also realize I am more than a little chilled. (I should have warmed that little bottle up before I put it all over my head).

I sneak into the living room- The thermostat gets jacked up.
65 degrees is not warm enough. Not with a wet head, and a damp towel on my shoulders, (not to mention my obvious state of undress).

I hear the furnace fire up... I was comfy in minutes.

I wait the desired 25 minutes as indicated in the instructions.
(I don't peek. I never do. I like to be surprised by the end results).

I rinse.
After a wee bit of towel drying, THEN I peek in the mirror.

I see me there, but surely not what I expected to see.
YOKES baby, ALL OF MY GRAY HAIRS ARE STILL THERE!
(Sheesh, talk about color resistant)!

I happened to turn around, on the countertop, (cleverly hidden behind the empty box), is a tube that says 2b.
What the hell is a 2b anyway? That's not even a bra size for Barbie for cryin' out loud.

I read the instructions... (again)...
Yeah. Oh I see....

2b tube goes into the developing mix (aka Bottle # 2).
It did NOT say this before!

I know how to count already. 1, 2, and 3.
So that is what I did. 1, 2, plus the tube # 3.
(Little bastards at Clairol, they snuck that little 'b' in there on me)!!!!

So the obvious question is,  JUST WHAT IN THE HELL DID I JUST HAVE ON MY HEAD FOR THE LAST HALF HOUR?!?

I double~check the mirror. My hair, (and its gray), is still there.
I do a pull test. It hurts. (That means my hair is still well attached anyway).

I check tube # 3.  Tube #3 is conditioner.
No problem then. (Conditioner mixed with developing creme is a double conditioner).  Actually it is in triplicate, given the fact that Tube # 1 is probably only a conditioning agent of some sort.

Ah! Now I have done a really great conditioning job on my gray hair. 
It is so very nice and soft!
And oh!, completely touchable!
Nice.

(And gray).
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I must think...
Since I have tube # 2 which is the "color" (the tube with the stinking little "b" on it); and I really like the color, how about I mix it with one of the other developers and apply that way?
Makes sense to me!

Quite quickly I am back in business.

I mix it with the other.

I shake. (It doesn't mix so well).
I'll give it a few minutes and shake it again.  Wait! I still have to dry my hair...
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Good grief, it is hot in here with the blow dryer going...
Who the heck turned the dang heat up anyway?
(I sneak back out to the living room and turn the thermostat down).

I shake that bottle again.
I am losing strength, as shaking is not a 'thing' that is nice to my back.
(Matter of fact, this hurts like hell). Annie, for Gods sake you gave birth 4 times.  Grin and bear it already.

Not grinning, I bite the bullet and shake a little more more, then to apply.

Oops. - I forgot to put on gloves.

I put container on sink, dry hands, and don those itty bitty gloves.
I shake once more for good measure.
I turn bottle upside down, and a carrot comes out.
A teeny tiny wormie little carrot?  (Well it looked like a teeny tiny wormie little carrot to me)...
And it even "plopped" out with a big old and unbecoming fart noise!

I look closely at the bottle and the developer from box #2.
It is all gooky, and terribly un-homogenized. (Check the above picture).

I know this will not work one little bit.

I just about kill myself looking in that cupboard again.
Way in the back is a box... It IS dye. (er, I mean color)! YAY!
Thank goodness for L'Oreal!
A box of a brunette color waiting just for me in that cupboard.

I am not in high school anymore, and brunette is too dark for me.
It makes me look sickly and pale. Being Native, "pale" is not good.
But it is what I have, so I will work with it.

I repeat most of the above steps, minus a few cuss words.

Sadly, it was NOT brunette.
(Thank God my hair fell out).  J/K hehehe

Later,
XOXO
Me

WPR: How patients are treated by medical providers (2009-09-28)

Link

Please take a few moments to listen to this on Wyoming Public Radio
It was sent to me by my friend Polly. This is a friend of hers speaking.
A link to her friends trials with HealthCare in Wyoming.

XOXO
Me

Edited. Fill in the blanks... (While I am working on a new blog). Here ya go... (This is about you, not me). My first job was at __________, where I got paid to __________. What I remember most about it is __________.

Thursday A.D.D.

A little bit of Fall-
Looking Northward from my driveway.

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Good Morning All;
Had a bit of a rough night. Forgetting to take my 2nd pain pill of the day, I climbed into bed- About 3 hours into my 'nap', I woke, and could not move.  What the heck does one do in this situation? I took inventory...
Back? Hurts.
Bladder? Getting there.
Patience level? Hanging in there.
So I went back to sleep. (For another hour anyway).
Rechecked all my gauges when I woke again.  Still OK-  Back worse though.
So for a third time I fell back to sleep...
There comes a time in the course of human events that no pain, and no 'adjustment' will empty my bladder, save for a trip to the toidy. I might have cussed a bit as I finally got to my feet, and a few more curses as I made my way to the powder room. But oh it felt good to sit down and piddle. hehehe
Then to get a pain pill. My back is a bit better now. (Know that "better" is NOT the correct word, less painful would be More politically correct).

Politically correct? Made aware of this by Will, and entitled the "The Conservative Bible Project", I am having a rough time actually believing that the Bible can be rewritten, again. This time adding a political swing to it. Click here.  Ask your pastors etc what they think.
Senator Warren Rudman "The millions of Christians in this country reflect just about every conceivable political point of view. For one highly conservative group to proclaim itself 'the Christian Coalition' strikes me as decidedly un-Christian arrogance.... We reflect countless races, religions and lifestyles, and we often differ on questions of morality and behavior.
The only way so diverse a nation can survive is by all of us practicing a high degree of tolerance.
But tolerance is not the way of the Christian right. Its leaders want to impose their one-size-fits-all morality on everyone.
It won't work.
When any group tries to impose its values on everyone else, the result will inevitably be resentment, hatred and violence."


Thoughts? It is Thursday, and I should be able to come up with a few- (Not 13 perhaps, but I shall try)...

Not normally one to even click on the Emusing site, I could not help myself on this one.
Entitled, "The Insult Generator", I had to giggle when it said this about me. "You politically ambiguous pseudo-genius vain b*tch!"  (That's a kind one). hehehe
Besides, "pseudo-genius" is pushing it...

Do you believe the global warming?
"The coming global warming bust"
By WESLEY PRUDEN
"We were all supposed to be dead by now, done in by AIDS, the gift of the gays.
After that it was SARS, bequeathed to the world by China.
Then it was avian flu, which, to be fair to the alarmists, did in fact result in the deaths of millions. The millions were all chickens, true, but chickens have feelings, too. You could ask the folks at..."
(Do the click on the title to read more)...

I received a few notes in my regular email about Monday Nights Packer Game against Minnesota.
Larry McCarren said it best on his Locker Room Live Show on Tuesday evening, summing it all up pretty neatly in his entrance monologue"
"They can't do it with their own guys...
They gotta steal our guys.
Who's your quarterback?  Well... The Packers all time leading passer
Who's your kicker?  Well... The Packers all time leading scorer.
They are not capable of growing their own."     Still laughing!

Casey has to make her appointment to get her Swine Flu shot.
Dr Steve Kagan warned of the H1N1 virus in these words.
"This virus is such that you could have a sore throat in the morning, a chest cold in the evening, and be on a ventilator for life support that night- and maybe not make it through to the next day- So this is the kind of virus you have to take very seriously."

• Will you be getting this immunization, or are you taking your chances?

CLICK for updated H1N1 info from the CDC.

I received this in my email...

Wasp Spray
I have a friend who is a receptionist in a church in a high risk area who was concerned about someone coming into the office on Monday to rob them when they were counting the collection. 
She asked the local police department about using pepper spray and they recommended to her that she get a can of wasp spray instead.         
The wasp spray, they told her, can shoot up to twenty feet away and is a lot more accurate; while with the pepper spray they have to get too close to you and could overpower you. 
The wasp spray temporarily blinds an attacker until they get to the hospital for an antidote. 
She keeps a can on her desk in the office and it doesn't attract attention from people like a can of pepper spray would. She also keeps one nearby at home for home protection. You could also keep it in your car and it would  be legal. Interesting thinking. Be safe.


I haven't seen even ONE wooly bear caterpillar this year. Have you? Legend claims that if the rusty band is wide, then it will be a mild winter. The more black there is, the more raunchy the winter.
I never did know if that meant temps or snowfall?

Speaking of weather...
Pete Petoniak has just muttered the "S" word in the forecast for Saturday and Monday. He tried to hide this with the mention of mere 'flakes'. I don't think so!
Flakes are either snow or dandruff, and since he is the weatherman, I don't think he was talking about his hair. 
But first, rain today- a few showers.

 I got a bunch of work done around the place. My back did not like it much, but oh well.
The hoses are put away for the year- And all I have left to do is get the water shut off- (I have to crawl down in the water pit for that, and prefer to have someone else around when I do that).
I mowed a bit around the house and the shed.

I have to save a few seeds from my messy flowers too. Will get to that in~between raindrops today.
(Michelle, are you ever coming for your Black~Eyed~Susans)?


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Remember this little flower from last week?
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This is what they look like now...
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Slowly but surely the fields are getting cleared too... They removed an entire truckload 2 days ago- And have about 7 acres left to pick.
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When the picking was done, it was time to get the pool cleaned, dried, folded, and stored. 
They did a great job helping me out with this too.
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Truth be known, I didn't help. I just watched...

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Does anyone know if I can keep that in the (unheated) pumphouse? Or should I have them bring it to the basement?

Also, lots of us are changing our antifreeze, flushing the systems and whatnot.

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Keep this picture in mind if you are one of those people, and have furkids.

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I found this picture in an email, and just have to share...
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Someone has enough time on their hands to keep us all entertained!

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So these are all the places my mind has gone today.
Where is yours? hehehe

Love to all. Have a "wunnaful" day!

XOXO
Me