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making conversation at the beauty parlor

August 1

August 1

August 1

August 1

August 1

August 1

August 1

August 1

I went for my first haircut in nearly a year this week.  I always get nervous before haircuts.  There’s something about the possibility of having my hair ruined combined with trying to make conversation with the girl that cuts my hair that gives me anxiety.  This is despite the fact that the same girl has been cutting my hair for years.  You’d think we’d be old friends by now.

As I drove to the salon, it occurred to me that we’ve become beekeepers since the last time I got my haircut.  I was pretty excited at the thought of this great topic for conversation, because I assumed she would find beekeeping fascinating and have lots of questions for me and that would get us beyond the typical how are your kids doing questions that never seem to fill the time.  So after she’d shampooed my hair and I was settling into the chair for my haircut, I sprang the news.

“We got bees this spring, two hives of them!”

“Oh… that’s cool.”  (notice that I ended her quote with a period not an exclamation point.)

And that was that.  My plan totally failed.  I continue to be the odd lady who knits in the waiting area, has a bunch of kids, and manages to get in once or twice a year for a haircut.  I wonder if she noticed the construction racks on top of my giant van as I drove away.  Jonny added those last week.

Every single time I visit the salon I carry alongside the anxiety a great hope that I will walk out of that place with really great hair and it will be life changing or something.  You know, somehow she’ll cut it in such a way that the thickness is doubled and it has a bit of natural curl at the ends.  When I got home, everyone remarked that it didn’t even look like I’d had a haircut.  Actually Jonny asked (with a twinkle in his eyes and a little grin on his face) how much hair was on the floor before asking, “How much did you pay for that?”  Oh well.  There’s always next time.  In the meantime, I need to start thinking of some new conversation starters…oooooh maybe I’ll bring my cross stitch to show her.

p.s.  I sewed the girls each a new pair of ruffle pants, the blackish ones in the photos above.  I make so many of those it seems.  I think ruffle pants are one of the reasons I taught myself to sew in the first place.  I had these cut out for weeks before I got around to making them.  Larkspur has already ripped a hole in one of her knees.  The fabric was left over from these dresses, a thin cotton lawn.  The pattern, as usual, was a modified version of the pants in Carefree Clothes for Girls.

p.p.s  Don’t you love the way that dogs (or cats for that matter) will find the one little blanket on the floor and plop right down on it?

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Filed Under: daily life, memoir · · 63 Comments

Ginny

I believe that when you slow down and savor the small things, you don’t have to wish for a different life; you can discover beauty in the life you already have. {Find out more here...}

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  1. Jess W says

    August 5, 2012 at 3:50 pm

    This is great! I just got my hair cut last week (the last time was about 11 months ago) and the conversation with the stylist was so awkward! I’m glad I’m not the only one. You should’ve seen the look on her face when I told her that last time my hair was cut was almost a year ago, and that I cut my bangs with the kitchen scissors! tehehe

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  2. Georganne says

    August 4, 2012 at 10:33 am

    I so get the haircut anxiety — so many involuntary weird do’s over the years ;). Love the girls’ bloomers – so adorable!

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  3. Erin says

    August 4, 2012 at 12:13 am

    So funny and so true…I’ve had salon anxiety for years. I thought I must be the only one…not anymore! Thanks for making me feel not so wierd-Ha!

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  4. megan says

    August 3, 2012 at 10:59 pm

    this post makes me want to sew my daughter some ruffle pants. they are just too cute. i might just do it.

    love your blog, long time reader, first time commenter. keep on writing, i appreciate it so.

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  5. Cary says

    August 3, 2012 at 7:17 pm

    I feel the same way!!! I have officially given up on haircuts. It is so awkward.

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  6. Kirstin says

    August 3, 2012 at 5:01 pm

    Glad to know I have so much “company” out there…I thought I was the only one who felt awkward:)

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  7. crissy stokes says

    August 2, 2012 at 11:32 pm

    I think you and your bees, and your knitting, and your cross stitching and your bundle of kids are fascinating! Your blog is a free-time highlight for me;)

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  8. Sheri says

    August 2, 2012 at 11:11 pm

    I have the exact same feeling about going to the salon. So much so that once a year I stand on a chair and my husband tries to cut as straight as he can, and I just trust him. May God bless all of us that feel so akward, and help us to remember that some where out there there are others that value the same things we do. Thank you so much for all your posts and keep up the great work!

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  9. kyndale says

    August 2, 2012 at 10:40 pm

    That’s funny. I feel the same way about hair cuts. I used to switch stylists a lot. Because I don’t really like the small talk either. I actually got this great hair cut, really, really short and I love it. Everyone loves it. This is a first!

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  10. Wendy says

    August 2, 2012 at 10:20 pm

    Just too funny–I rarely get my hair cut at a beauty parlor; I dread the chit chat, too! How could she not be into the bees?!

    “I wonder if she noticed the construction racks on top of my giant van as I drove away.”—I’m still laughing!

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  11. W-S Wanderings says

    August 2, 2012 at 8:46 pm

    Hee hee. Giggling here, cuz I can *SO* relate. Though I typically sit very quietly in the chair. Having to pay for the annual (if that), maybe-transformative-this-year-if-I’m-lucky haircut is painful enough – there’s no way I’m adding awkward small talk into the mix.

    Wouldn’t it be lovely if we could knit *during* the haircut too?

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