An Added Note

Oh, I was on my way home yesterday, when my thoughts headed to my blog. I was thinking of the "smell" post, I posted a few days ago. Then it hit me.....one of the most offensive odors as a child was home perms. Boy, have I had my share of those as a child. Not only did it take forever to complete, the end results were always a disaster. It would take forever to take those papers and plastic colored rollers and have someone roll up the hair. Those rollers would always be so tight and it hurt so bad. Then came the horrible smelly solution. After all this torture, came another disaster, when it came time to take the rollers out and wash the hair. Mom would have me lie down on the counter and hang my head backwards in the sink. I was terrified to have soap in my eyes. She would always get a glass and fill it with water. Then she would proceed to pour it over my head, as I screamed and held a washcloth as tight as possible over my eyes. This was pure torture.

I remember in second grade, we were to have school pictures made the next day and Mom decided I needed a perm. Oh, what a disaster. My bangs were cut so short and straight across my forehead. Then it looked like a wiener roll all the way around my head. I was so embarrassed. I had this hair-do for what seemed like EVER, which I might add, my Mom thought it was beautiful. So, I had to add the smell of home perms to my list. May you all have a GOOD hair day!