Over the course of the last few days, I've been doing some cleaning, organizing, and decluttering. As I went through my bathroom cabinet, I found quite a collection of hair products.
I have hair product issues.
I've always had semi-wavy hair. In the past, some days it was really wavy and on other days some parts were wavy, but others were straight. Wacky. Since my hair grew back after chemo, it's been different. When it first came back, it was really curly. (I remember my mother telling me about a friend of hers whose hair grew back super curly and she told me, "It was so cute - just like Little Orphan Annie." Ugh. I didn't want to look like Little Orphan Annie.) It's relaxed quite a bit over time, but it's always wavy/curly - very curly on humid days, wavy on dry days.
I have yet to find the perfect hair product to help style my hair in a way that will make me happy every day. I always air dry my hair part way and then blow dry while scrunching with my fingers. I've tried gels, mousses, pomades, waxes, creams, and pastes. I still haven't found one that I love love love. I keep buying. I keep trying. Some days my hair comes out nicely, but most days it's wonky. One side is frizzy and one side is smooth. One side flips out and one side flips in. The whole head is flat. The whole head is poofy. Never happy.
Maybe it's not hair product issues . . . it's hair issues.
I don't, however, have knitting issues.
Unless it's an issue to always knit more than one of most projects I choose.
Yesterday, I started another Wild Clover Mini Clutch. I needed another one.
This time, I used two strands of Cascade 220 held together and knit with US 6 needles. I wanted this one to be larger and sturdier so that I can use it as a make-up bag. I used another glass bead as a button.
I just finished reading this yesterday:
I think my swollen, puffy eyes have finally gone back to normal. It was such a good story, but it devastated me. I cried my way through the last chunk of the book. I'm not giving anything away to those of you who haven't read it - there were happy parts mixed in with sad parts. It's just that the sad parts really got to me. It was heartbreaking to read about the conditions that women in Afghanistan had to endure - and many still have to endure.
I'd read this author's first book, The Kite Runner, and I loved it. I'd received it as a gift from a friend, but originally had no interest in reading it. It just didn't appeal to me. One day when I was stuck with nothing to read, I picked it up and couldn't put it down. A Thousand Splendid Suns wouldn't have appealed to me either, had I not already read the first book. I'd knew I'd probably like it. I was right.
If you haven't read it, you should. But make sure you have a box of tissues and a bottle of Tylenol next to you. And maybe even a place to take a nap when you're done. I was exhausted.
Off to find some mindless, happy, light reading.