One of the wonderful things about writing a blog is that you meet other people who also love to write & share.
Pushing on a Rope is a blog that I follow. Terri is a proud Mom just like me, navigating her way through middle age & all that this time in our life entails! On Friday she wrote a post called Flashback Friday-Decking the Halls, where she wrote about memories of trimming the Christmas tree.
What caught my attention was the picture of Terri & her sister trimming the tree with their hair all done up in curlers. I was transformed back to a time when my mother used to go to bed with those bristly curlers in her head. I have no idea how women slept in those horrible things. If the curlers weren’t uncomfortable enough, the pins that held them in could puncture a hole in your head that would most likely take you to hospital!
Although I was a bit of a tomboy when I was growing up , I think my mother managed to get curlers in my hair a couple of times. This is surprising considering she could barely get a brush through my hair let alone curlers! Thankfully, foam curlers had been invented with a little plastic snap so the chances of obtaining puncture wounds was less threatening!
Although I didn’t allow my Mom too much opportunity to fuss with my hair, one of the things I used to love to do was to dress up my younger brother & put his hair in curlers.
After reading Terri’s post, it prompted me to go in search of the photo I was recalling to her. Here you go Terri! Thanks for reminding me of this time in my life! I think I have already apologised to my brother for doing this to him but in case he forgot, I extend that apology once more! He was just so damn cute! Clearly I wanted a sister!!!