I have things to post about but this one just struck me as funny. For whatever reason, this morning before we left for church, I ended up reading the post that I had done about Papa. Tears were shed and a smile appeared on my face and I continued on with the morning.
My hair was doing crazy things - I mean CRAZY things and this one side was like on super {POOF!} mode, so I took a couple of bobby pins and wrestled down the wild hair. "Ok", I thought, "not to bad - better than super {POOF!}." I felt like my hair wanted to revert my high school days.
The noodles will come together.... just give me a minute to explain.
My Papa was a man of very few words, rarely did anything negative leave his mouth towards me and especially not towards Nana. I lived with them during my 6th grade year of elementary and one morning I decided to do something different with my hair.
I had LONG straight hair back then and there wasn't really a whole heck of a lot that I could do with it - I mean, I lived in Montana and with my grandparents for cryin' out loud and nobody really cared what you looked like.
BUT, this one morning, I decided I needed to do something really different because you know.... I was from California and all - I pulled one side up with a barrett and went downstairs to have breakfast with my grandparents before school.
As I sat down to have breakfast, my Papa looked at me and said "Trina, you look like a hooker with your hair like that." I had never heard him say anything like that before in my life. I wasn't devasted, but I was taken aback. Nana suggested that I pull both sides up- kinda even things out. I obliged, ate breakfast and went off to school. I never wore my hair like that again (that I know of)...at least.... not until this morning.
As I drove to church this morning, that whole scenario played again in my mind. Laughter randomly broke out as I toodled on down the road. My hair remained up on the one side, memories had played out again and the smiles kept coming.
Thank God for good memories - life is to hard not to have them - even if at the time they seem a little odd!
Like a smile from God, what a great reminder.
Hoping that many wonderful memories flood back when you need them most!
Posted by: Nikki | August 09, 2009 at 11:43 PM
Hey Ho!! LOL Guess I must be a hooker too since that is my run to "do" when I have a bad bang day or just don't want to deal with it. LOLOL
Posted by: Karrie Baker | August 10, 2009 at 05:07 AM