miscellaneous and more hair

Welllll, since I am sans sewing machine until at least tomorrow...I'm scraping the sides of my blogging barrel and have come up with one drop of juicy couture to share with you. And it isn't even my own original juice. It belongs to the renaissance bloggess of the universe: Kayla. There is pretty much nothing she doesn't do realllly well...from elaborate sewing proyectos to whole foods cooking and baking to fabric painting to child rearing to telling my stalky self to get a life and go away. 

Anyway...enough about her lets talk about me and my horrible thin hair.

Basically my hair is as fine and mousy as it comes. Freshly washed and dried, my hair won't even hold a rubber band as it is just so slippery and well...not conducive to holding any sort of style/volume/curl. Anyway...I've tried multiple expensive and inexpensive thickening and volumizing sprays, serums and potions only to be disappointed by all. Then Kayla wrote this informative post about making her own sea salt spray. I immediately procured the ingredients made the concoction and was pleasantly surprised by how well it worked. I just give a generous sprinkling of the spray to my limp roots post shower and pre-blowdry (or on the many days that my hair doesn't make it through the washing machine) and it gives just enough substance and dare I say volume (?) to my hair that rubber bands now stay in, I can avoid the TOTAL yellow straw triangular broom style,

 

my teeth seem whiter and sparkly butterflies and unicorns flock to adorn my beige locks all the livelong day. So...if there is one of you out there that suffers from the same lifeless and mousy hair syndrome that I have lived with for so many years and want your hair to be able to daily emulate that of an intact cheese danish on the tippy top of your head:

this recipe is the solution for your sorry self.

Ingredients: epsom salt, cheap-o hair gel and a spray bottle

I am not very particular about the measurements but generally I count to two (as in one one thousand...two one thousand) as I pour the salt in the bottle, give three or four generous squirts of gel, fill the bottle with hot hot hot water and then shake for about 18 seconds. Each 'batch' probably costs about 23 cents...serio. Como se dice Bumble and Bumble who?
I guess the salt might dry out some people's hair but I never grew out of the oily, pimply teenager phase and so my oil-saturated scalp appreciates the salty company. 

This is too long. I'm sorry. 

Rub your eyes and trudge on...for one more little something...

Julia may as well be a leash child as she is always wearing her crutch: her pacifier clip. Always. The teething situation has only exacerbated her nasty moods and sometimes her pacifier distracts her for four blessed second increments at a time. It simply had to be washed yesterday while we took my sewing machine in to be repaired and so Simon put on his innovative hat and came up with this winning substitute:

(note the danish proudly making a guest appearance)

a paper clip, a three foot gift wrapping ribbon and a little sweat paved the road to sweet success

Thank you Simone

Also...I am currently under the weather and under hellish attack of some herculean allergy monster and am shackled to a box of tissues sans voice (which is unfortunate as my teaching Julia what the word, "no!" means had been going so well) and maybe had a little piddle of too much time on my hands yesterday and did this. 

Enjoy or don't. I won't ever know.