Age and bad hair days increasing exponentially

Before

I do not want to complain about getting older...  (Its a pointless exercise!)

It is just a fact of life! Getting old presents itself exponentially in so many ways! I have just so much more compassion about all the times my grandmother used to complain about the age spots and lost teeth and...
At that stage I had an attitude: "Deal with it, Grandma! You ARE old! That's life!"
(It's coming back to haunt me! Every dog gets it's day! My Ouma must be smiling right now!)

I have battling the Grey since my twenties, and by now I cannot go through a whole month before I have to wear my favourite caps or scarves!
I HAVE to colour every month!

Bad hair days are definitely increasing with age!

That's why it was such a treat last weekend after I had won a cut and blow at Ultimate Hair by Judy through Wenchy's Facebook Page.
The whole family did not go to the hairdresser for a whole year before we went overseas this year. It was just one of the ways to save a bit. My hair was a bit lot neglected!

I made sure that I added colour before I went, and it was lovely to walk out and feeling that I have outsmarted age, if only for that day!

Ultimate Hair by Judy 

Judy has her own hair salon at her home, which keeps her overheads lower than those in the malls.

I think I have found my hairdresser!

Thank you Wenchy and Judy!

After!

I don't have to contemplate my grey hair...

I know where it is coming from...

One hour on a Saturday morning, and I know!

The morning started very calm and peaceful with more watching of the Olympics, and a later breakfast at home... A perfect Saturday!

Then all hell broke loose!
The Toddler all of a sudden complained about her stomach, very low-down. Something was hurting her quite badly, or so it seemed judging by the screaming, and the whirling and curling around, AND THE CRYING!

It started just when we were beginning to get ready for the day and her Tiny Tumbles' classes...

We could not see any mark on her stomach, but we put on some cream.

We took off her panties just in case it might have irritated her.

We carried her upstairs to lie down in her bed.

We were trying by some questioning to get to the root of the problem. You know all those questions that immediately swirl through your brain when your child is in pain:

- Did she hurt herself at school/at home?
- Did she fall?
- Did somebody else hurt her?
- Did she hurt her vagina? (Especially just after reading Melinda's concerns this week about her greatest fear!)
- Does she have worms?
- Is she naughty?
- Is she trying to delay getting dressed and going to the gymnastics?

There were even some "exchanges" going on between the "elders" about the correct handling of the situation... (In terms of "Is she naughty?" or "Is there something really wrong?")

A final blood-curdling scream gave the answer! With the bed and the Toddler getting soaked in pee!

She forgot to go to the toilet! (We did not remind her!)

After a bath she announced she was feeling just fine , and we were just a little bit late for her gymnastics lesson on Saturday...


I do not have to wonder at all where my grey is coming from!

Partying with the youngsters, or so it feels!

We had a 19 years birthday celebration this weekend, and there was much excitement in the house.

It feels like we went to a party ourselves!
(The stuff that happens to parents of all younsters! I know!)

On Friday night the girls were off to a club, and we could only sleep soundly again after they came home at 3 in the morning... (The lights on, with us checking our cellphones regularly...)

They of course had a ball of a time!

We were worried
- about them being at a club;
-  had given loads of speeches of never leaving their drinks unattended;
- about letting us know when they arrive, and when they leave;
- worried about them being stopped at road blocks (even though the designated driver did not drink);
- worried about them being out so late!


I tell you, its easier having a toddler that stays by your side and in your house!

(Photo: The Toddler was not impressed that her sister was going to a party without her, and could only be placated when she was also allowed to wear her party dress!)