Foxy Curls or the lack thereof.

Ok, so my first blog. Wow. the pressure. Oh, lest I forget, I am dedicating this first blog entry to my wonderful, encouraging, friend, Tammy Truhlar McGauthiar. We were best friends in high school and ever since re-connecting on Facebook she has encouraged me to blog. Now, if you don't like something you can contact her. :) I think the main reason I started a blog was because I had too much to say on Facebook and there was no way it would fit in a status update.

I have always been kind of a nosy person which explains my love for blogs. I love to know what people are doing, how they are feeling, what they eat, what they wear, how they spend their days. I have friends who blog about recipes, making their own soap, homeschooling and other hippie things. Yes, I'm looking at you Sarah Beam. I also have friends who blog about what God is teaching them, how they are organizing their homes, and tales of family life. Oh yes, Jessica Costa, that would be you. I know both of these women personally for some twenty odd years now and I love them dearly. Then, there are the blogs of women I have never met. I know...it sounds insane to keep up with strangers on a daily basis but the way these women have inspired me, prayed for me, encouraged me and made me laugh until tears are streaming down my cheeks is special to me. So to Sophie, Big Mama, and Kelly, especially, thanks for starting a whole train of crazy.

Now that the rambling is over (Oh, for your sake I hope it is) where do I start with my first blog? Well, I could start with something spiritual, or uplifting, or inspiring but I'm going to do what I do best. I'm just going to rant about something trivial. Like hair. Or specifically, hair products.

As I was getting ready this morning I was using some brand- spanking- new, fancy, hair product that promised some awesome curls. Let me preface this rant by saying that I have naturally curly hair. And I love my hair but sometimes a girl needs to refresh her curls and I tried, oh, how I tried this morning. I started using Bedhead's Foxy Curls which promised to enhance my curls. Just so we are are all on the same page, I don't know what Foxy Curls are but when I saw the pretty purple bottle in the store I knew I wanted some Foxy Curls.
HELLO MONSTER CORPORATION, GULLIBLE GIRL ON AISLE 4. Yep, that was me. I had hyped up this styling session so much that I should have realized that I would be let down by the un-foxiness of it all, but I honestly believed that I was going to have some major hair testimony when I got to work this morning . Please tell me you know what a "hair testimony" is. Being from the South, I just assume that everyone knows ,but I will enlighten you if you aren't sure. A hair testimony is when you share with your friends, co-worker's, strangers, etc how wonderful you hair is. We've all done it. We've used a product or been to a great hairstylist and told everyone how great it was...hence...your hair testimony. Except, mine didn't go as planned. I spritzed my hair for all it was worth and all I got was frizzy hair and a bad attitude. I guess Bedhead and I have two different ideas of what Foxy Curls are. Needless to say, I didn't walk in to work with a Hair Testimony. I walked in mumbling under my breath about Foxy Curls and why products should do what they promise. I'm sure I was a real gem this morning around the water cooler. The moral of this story: if it's in a purple bottle and looks hip, this girl is buying it.

I am thankful that I have an appointment to have my hair styled tomorrow. As I type that I realize I sound like a. A Meemaw who has a standing weekly appointment to get her hair done and still uses Aqua Net or B. A celebrity who has a stylist. Of course we know that I am neither.

So, that was my first blog. Nothing earth shattering, but I figured it provided some light hearted comedy which is what everyone needs once in a while.

Stay Foxy!

Michibear