Monday, October 5, 2009
I'll probably blog about it...
When I was 15 or so, I watched the TV show Dallas a while, until they jumped the shark with Bobby dreaming a whole season... But during that time, I noticed that Charlene Tilton had the coolest hair and would french braid it among other styles.
From her braided hairstyle, I figured out how to french braid my own hair. I had super long hair during my teen years and my arms ached as I worked and worked at a long braid running from the top of my forehead down the back of my head until I'd perfected it. I was a master at that style!
My sisters soon realized this and took advantage of it as often as they could. Their hair was much shorter than mine, but it still looked pretty cute if I did two french braids, one on each side of their head and it worked best if their hair was freshly cleaned and still wet. I tried to charge them for the work, but you know... they're my sisters and could get away with it if they threatened me... No more wearing their clothes, going to movies with them, etc. So I guess this was rent for wearing their clothes...
They both worked as nurses aides at a local nursing home and during the summers would have to be to work really early. There were many mornings when they would wake me up from a sound sleep and order me to french braid them. I just remember being SOOO tired, combing their hair and saying, "That looks nice..." "NO! FRENCH braid it!" sigh...
So I basically learned to french braid in my sleep... A pretty good skill to have now that I have a teenage girl of my own...
Last night, I was awoken from a dead sleep at 11pm by my 14 year old daughter, who will be 15 tomorrow. She had stayed up late working on a debate project and had finally gotten done and showered. Her hair was wet and she wanted me to french braid it so that it would be wavy today. One of her friends had french braided it a few days ago on a band trip and when she pulled the braid out later, it was all nice and wavy and she liked the look a lot.
So I'm in my pjs, groggy, in the bathroom, braiding... Complaining... cranky.
When I got done, she thanked me and said that she was sorry she woke me.
So I told her...
Not to worry dear... I'll probably blog about it in the morning...
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5 comments:
how funny! I learned to french braid my own hair too when I was younger...because my sister complained about doing it for me! :-)
I taught myself to french braid my hair when I was an adult. (I wore my hair short when Mom was in charge. LOL!0
It was great when I've gone camping and wanted it out of the way and cool. Much more stylish than a ponytail.
I STILL don't know how to french braid. Seriously. And by the way, do you remember where you were when JR got shot?
That is too cute. I love your response to her - oh so accurate. I wish I could french braid my hair. I'm' sure I could if I ever had the time and energy to try, but I haven't gotten there yet.
never learned how to do that...I had long hair so all my friends would "practice" on me!
...oh I ♥ Dallas...i gotta get the DVD and watch it again!
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