I Had Nothing Else To Do…..

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Boredom is never a good state for a Creative*

Yesterday was a day someone should have been here with me.

Someone who actually would have some control over me….hmmm….gotta think about who that could be….we all know it isn’t my hubs or my mom….and none of my friends are big enough to wrestle me down….besides if God didn’t want me to shorn myself, He never should have allowed hair clippers to be invented.  (And yes, I do know that the Bible says it is a shame for a woman to have shorn hair.  But I can live with that!)

So I got out my nifty new little clippers….so much easier to handle than the bigger ones…..and I used to use them on my dog but don’t tell my sister cause I gave them to her for her hair!!!

I loved my teal hawk and cut-in shapes of all colors but the hair in-between the shapes had started to grow in and it looked skanky.  Besides being a Creative, I am also an Impulser*.  When I want to do something, I want to do it NOW.

I have always wanted to shave my head and a couple of years ago I went down to a quarter inch all around and the world did not end so I figured, “What the heck…it will grow back” and went to town (not literally, I never go out).

When I got done, I looked at myself in the mirror and thought…..”Well, my mom is going to have a heart attack if she sees this”.  I gave what my hubs might think a thought but after almost 34 years, I’m pretty sure nothing I do anymore surprises him and he’ll get over it.

Do I like it?  Not especially.  We keep our house at a chilly 66 degrees and I sleep in the lower living room where there is no heat unless we have a fire or an electric heater on and I don’t like to sleep with either one on so I had to sleep in a head-tube-thing that cool, outdoorsy people wear as bandeaus.  I bought it when I had dreads and thought I was cool.

So today I slapped on a ton of make-up to take some photos for ya’ll.  In the process, I reminded my self of Anthony Hopkins, Mr. Clean, a drag queen before they stick on their gorgeous wigs and myself at 95.

Please let me know who you think I resemble.  I promise not to be offended.  Seriously….how could you possibly offend me…..and to think I did this willingly to myself.  Well…at least I didn’t pay someone else to do it to me.   (I wonder if I had, if it would have turned out like this?  And where did all those scars come from?  I hit my head a LOT but I do not ever recall ever bleeding and I would assume you would have to have cut open your head to have a scar?  The things you find out when you shave your head….ya’ll out to try it at least once in your life.)  “No guts, No glory” is what I always say……(Okay, I really mostly say is, “Well that didn’t turn out like I thought” but it is basically the same thing.)

Your Queen of “OMG, did you see what that idiot did now to her hair”

Robyn

*Creative:  what I decided to call myself instead of Artist as I never felt comfortable with that adjective as people mostly assume you paint on canvass and I do so much more!

*Impulser:  someone who cannot control their urges when something strikes their fancy to do, or buy, or say!

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About thelumberjackandthegypsy

The lumberjack is my husband and he owns Arrowhead Wood Products; Arrowhead Toboggan and Snowshoe; and Lake Superior Furniture Co. and is the exclusive manufacturer of wood shutters for Summit Hill Shutter Co. The gypsy is me, and I have a passion for teaching people to tap into their creative side, even when they think they don't have one! I did not grow up creative or artsy and I was in my thirties before I started sewing and creating things. I am a rug hooker; artisan teddy bear maker; painter (from pictures to large pieces of furniture!); knitter; doll maker; needle-felter, repurposer; sewer; decorator; blogger; glamper; reader; vintage jewelry maker; junker; and now a shop owner. But the lumberjack and I feel our greatest gifts in this world are our four grandkids and our daughter and her husband and our relationship with Jesus Christ. We have been married for more than 33 years and most of that time we have lived out in the country on a hobby farm where we have raised chickens, turkeys, ducks, goats, pigs and beef cattle. We also homeschooled our only child for her entire school years. We lived out our dream of being like the The Little House on the Prairie and they were great times. I also have a personal blog: rantingsofamadqueen.wordpress.com where I tell stories of what life on the farm has been like and other things that pop up in my very weird mind. I prefer "quirky or eccentric" instead of weird (sounds more fascinating and less creepy)!

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