Cancer, Hair Loss, and Aussie

I never really liked my hair, and I was never very good at primping. My poor daughters, at a very young age, had to learn how to fix their own hair because my fingers couldn't coordinate all of the hair implements necessary for creating any type of style.

Once, when I tried braiding one of my daughters' hair, I twisted her hair around my fingers so badly, I had to cut it out of my hand.

You might think I would be grateful for having lost all of my hair during chemo last year so I could get a fresh start. And I have to admit it was kind of a relief to not have to force my hair into something remotely close to attractive. I always wore my hair in pony tails or put it up with banana barrettes, because I had no skill in creating hairstyles.

But then I lost all of my hair and whoa! What a surprise! When I stopped taking the "bad" chemo (I'm on the "good" chemo now), my hair grew back ultra curly! Sadly all of my former cowlicks remained.

Ever since my hair grew back, I've been on a quest to find hair products that will tame down this Brillo pad that sits on the top of my head, and two very important factors played a heavy role in determining which products I would use on my hair – texture and fragrance.

I wanted my hair to be SOFT and I wanted something that would smell good, but I also wanted something that wouldn't put me in the hospital with an asthma attack because of my allergy to so many fragrances.

My quest for a good hair product lead me to Aussie.

Aussie hair styling products are my favorite hair products. Aussie's fragrance is beautiful and before I cover my hair with hairspray (something I NEVER used to use prior to getting cancer), and after using Aussie "hair insurance" and Aussie "catch the wave," my hair's texture is remarkably soft.

So yes, using the hair spray kind of defeats the purpose when it stiffens my soft hair, but without it, my hair moves in a thousand directions.

And if I let my hair dry without using any products, the texture of my hair is wiry. Aussie's leave-in conditioner helps me feel as if I am doing something healthy for my hair.

Aussie's "catch the wave" mousse allows me to move the cowlicks around so that parts of my hair don't look as if I am permanently affixed to a light socket because my hair has a tendency to ignore the rules of gravity.

My hair still isn't as soft as I would like for it to be, but I'm hoping that once the "chemo hair" grows out, what lies beneath has a more silky texture and that Aussie will help me grow a beautiful head of hair.

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Auto Correct Mode Makes For Funny Smart Phones Text Messages

With all the complaints about how nobody understands us, nobody listens to us, nobody hears us, etc., FINALLY something comes along to really discombobulate us – text messaging with auto correct. If you've never experienced the fun of text messaging with auto-correct, or if you have, and you understand its humor aspect, continue reading.

I am not one who finds texting to be a pleasurable experience. Texting – for me – is frustrating! But I admit, it can also be VERY funny.

And even though most of the time, the message I try to convey is so far off from its original intent I don't know why I bother sending text messages in the first place, I continue to use the auto correct feature because of the sheer laughter I experience by using it.

Last week I received from my daughter an email filled with funny text messages.
As evidenced by the tumultuous laughter that ensued after reading the texts, I discovered I am not the only one who has a problem with texting. Here are some actual texts copied from Damn You Auto Correct Dot Com.

When you finish reading them, I encourage you to go directly to Damn You Auto Correct Dot Com to find more. I am wheezing from an asthma attack after reading them, and it was worth it!

What I have provided you is a tiny sample of what is available on Damn You Auto Correct Dot Com. Please visit them for hundreds more.

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Top Shots on The History Channel Season Premier Tuesday, February 8th

In the early Nintendo years, Mario Brothers came packaged with Duck Hunt. I could have cared less about Mario, but I loved Duck Hunt. The only misery I felt was that every time the game loaded, it started from the beginning and I had to shoot the duck in what felt like slow motion for several hundred hours before the higher levels finally appeared.

OK, admittedly, I'm exaggerating. I (maybe) had to go through only about twenty levels to get to a level that required even a little skill. But I really enjoyed shooting games, and I was a fairly good marksman (markswoman).

Whenever a boyfriend took me to a carnival, in fact, I gravitated toward the arcade games where I could aim at moving targets.

Actually, the only time I faltered badly with a gun was when one boyfriend handed me a 57 magnum and asked me to point at a target located several hundred feet away. The gun shot backwards out of my hand, tore open the flesh on my hand, and ruined my eardrums for several days.

Shooting, though, for me, has always been fun.

When I was a kid staying with my grandmother, I sat on the back step with a huge washtub of water in front of me. As my grandmother hung laundry in the back yard, I lowered a squirt gun into the tub and filled it again and again with water.

I aimed at bugs crawling on glass blades, various pebbles, and greenery. I practiced and practiced for hours. Rarely did I miss my target.

Don't get me wrong – I'm not an advocate for guns, but I always let my kids play with squirt guns when they were little, my sisters and I played cops and robbers with the neighborhood kids when we were young, and nobody in our neighborhood went on a murderous rampage – ever.

Yes, times are very different now, and bullying needs to be addressed, but sadly, too many kids are solving minor problems with major and deadly NON-solutions, and too many kids are left without appropriate supervision.

That's material for another blog, though.

You've heard it said again and again – guns don't kill people – people kill people, and guns should be respected and understood for the harm they can inflict and for the deadly consequences that result from using them inappropriately.

Weapons are also used for sport, and one new television program has taken the skill of shooting a weapon to a whole different level.

Top Shot, which airs on the History channel, is a program that matches the greatest marksmen with other great marksmen who compete against each other "in historically inspired challenges for a chance to win the title of Top Shot." It works kind of like Survivor in that contestants must work through different challenges using a variety of weapons in a variety of circumstances.

As Top Shot explains on its web site, "It's not about the weapons – it's about skill."

16 new contestants (14 men and 2 women) compete this year to win History's title of Top Shot as they show their expertise with Tommy Guns, Tomahawks, Compound Bows, and other weaponry.

The show airs tonight, February 8th on the History Channel.

I've already chosen my "$100,000 Top Shot winner," but only because I know one of the contestants and I really really hope MY PICK wins.

For a sneak peak at tonight's show, visit this Top Shot Sneak Peak link.

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Microsherpa Throw – The Softest Throw Ever

Ask me to choose between fashion and comfort, and I will choose comfort every time. As a matter of fact, I don't care if certain types of clothing look phenomenal on me – I don't even care if I look like a goddess wearing them – if they don't FEEL comfortable, I'm not wearing them.

And when it comes to my bedding or my lounge wear, a velvety soft feel will win me over every time. Though I generally HATE to shop, when I do, I'm a touchy-feely kind of shopper.

Texture means a lot to me, so even if I'm on my way to the pharmacy as I pass through Walgreens, my hands will gravitate toward anything that looks even remotely soft.

A couple of weeks ago, as I was picking up a prescription from Walgreens, I noticed in the front of the store, across from one of the cash registers, a display of microsherpa throws. I felt one of the throws and immediately fell in love with it. I then felt another and then another, wondering how it was possible for anything to be that soft.

I WANTED ONE, but my reasoning told me I already had enough soft blankets, and besides this one was just a throw – just a little throw, not even big enough to cover my whole body. And then I asked myself, did I need it to cover my whole body? It was the softest throw I had ever felt. It was the softest ANYTHING I had ever felt.

My desire to own one tugged at me, but I dismissed it, walked back to the pharmacy, and congratulated myself for not giving in to temptation.

And then I remembered that I had to pass by the display on my way out. How could I resist feeling them one more time? I forced myself to deny my desire to own one, because, after all, I couldn't take them all with me. It wasn't like they were puppies or anything, which I'm allergic to anyway – I had to leave them there.

Like a magnet, however, they pulled me back to them. I felt myself battling my own tug of war, but I resisted. And then I comforted myself by telling myself that if they were still there the next time I stopped in, I would get one. After all, $15 for a  microsherpa throw isn't bad, right? They're usually over $20. My strong will won.

But I thought about them all the way home.

The next time I stopped in at Walgreens to get another prescription (with all of my physical problems, I'm in there a lot), there they were – STILL – fewer of them, but still there. I resisted again, though I had to feel all of them just once more before I left.

A couple of days later, I received a call from Walgreens. One of my prescriptions was ready. I could have gone through the drive-through to pick it up, but I had to see if any microsherpa throws were left, arguing with myself that I really couldn't afford to buy ANOTHER soft blanket, and then telling myself, they are not just BLANKETS! They are MICROSHERPA THROWS! 

Well, wonder of all wonders – not only were a few left, the one I really wanted was still there AND the price had dropped to $7.99! Ah, luxury! I rewarded myself with my own microsherpa throw.

If texture is important to you, you might want to consider getting a microsherpa throw for yourself. Nothing feels softer on your skin.


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