Mike and I decided that I should buy myself some nice brushes for Christmas since I've been searching for years for the perfect brush. My main need is to have a brush with bristles that "give" when I'm brushing my hair - and bristles that are far apart. My fine hair can't handle stiff brushes. So, I've been using a very inexpensive Goody's "Ouchless Brush" for the past four or five years solely because it was "soft" and the bristles bent as they went through my hair. But the bristles have little balls on the ends of them, and as my hair got longer and longer I knew those balls were potentially damaging - catching at my ends and creating tangles. But it was the best I could find.
Widu was having a sale before Christmas for 20% off - and free shipping. So I thought I'd order a brush to see how I liked it. I mentioned that I wanted to order one here a few posts back and shortly afterward received an email from a nice lady who works at Widu. She wrote that if I placed an order by the deadline I would also receive a free comb! Now, this wasn't just some throw-away comb; it's a beautifully made $20.00 comb! Mike inspected it (being the woodworker that he is) and said it's was very well made and high quality. So, I ordered two of the "bamboo" brushes and received them with my comb. I loved them so much that I ordered another brush as well - in a different style. Here is a picture of my collection.
The bamboo bristle brush, in the back, is like a dream for my fine hair. The bristles are extra long and ever so softly go through my hair. They bend very easily with pressure and never rip and tear. It's perfect for detangling and just brushing my hair.
The other brush, the large oval pneumatic ash wood baseball bristle brush, is also wonderful. I could almost use it alone without the bamboo bristle brush - if the bristles were just a little longer, but they're both very different. This brush is more tingly on the scalp and is more helpful when doing updos since it is firmer and holds the hair better while styling. But the bristles also have a nice "give" that I need in a brush. Together, they make a dream team for my hair!
And the comb! It's not only beautiful - the picture doesn't do it justice - it works just as well, if not better, than plastic combs I've used over the years.
So, I am sold on these Widu brushes and combs and give them - and the company - a big thumbs up! I have finally found the brushes I've been searching for all these years.
Here is a picture of the products I made for Christmas this year wrapped in the labels I created for them. I have so many ideas for new things I want to make and ways to perfect what I already make, but have to squeeze it in when I have the time. Here is a group shot.
And a close-up of the body butter, cleansing grains and nourishing cream.
Making the labels is just as much fun as making the products; it's just a different kind of fun. And, I still have to create the label "look" I want for all the products. That's the hardest part because I like them all to look a bit different.
Which reminds me... I need to test out my new stick blender, so need to make some more soap and cream soon. Did I mention that I love the nourishing cream? It's the best I've ever used and I ain't too shy to say so. So there.
Yes, there is a guest here who refuses to leave. He's a buddy of Mike's and I'm really tired of his hanging around. I really try to be nice, but after awhile I just wonder if he has a life, y'know? He's taken over the guest room, like a squatter. And hangs out in the kitchen way too much. Mike keeps saying he'll leave soon, but when I want a little privacy, there he is. When I want Mike's attention, he butts his nose into our business. I want him out!
Here he is... spread out on the bed - lounging around - laughing at me.
Yes, it's Mike's dear, disassembled Harley. The one he works on whenever he has a minute... polishing this and that piece, slowly getting ready for the big re-assemble.
And it's not just on the bed; it's on the floor around the room as well. At least it has moved from the dining room to the guest room. That is an improvement.
Our house has three bedrooms upstairs. That should be plenty for us, right? But while the Harley nests in the guest room, the other bedroom is Mike's jewelry workshop.
He's trained as a master jeweler though he doesn't do much with it right now. But today I needed some hair sticks and a fork shortened a bit and he did that with some of his jewelry tools. He is sooo handy. And talented.
And busy right now with work. I know he'll put the big ol' Harley back together as soon as he can and move it to the garage where it belongs - though he has told me he used to keep some of fully functional Harleys in the house. Uh... that's not going to happen.
We're both at home today... one of those rare times we're together during the day. He's puttering in the garage and I'm puttering in the house. I think he's gathering more pieces to polish...
I had a wonderful Christmas, but it was over way too fast... just flew right on by.
On Christmas Eve Mike brought me some beautiful Christmas flowers.
And I ate dinner with most my family on Christmas Eve... my sister, niece and great nephew.
And on Christmas day my son visited us, presenting me with huge basket full of so many things I love... dark chocolate, a batik robe, hand crafted book, carved stone box, body scrub - and more! He knows what I like, that's for sure. But it was more than the gifts of course; it was just good to see him. I don't see him nearly enough.
Mike and I had decided - once again - to not exchange gifts; but rather get ourselves something as a couple later on when we decide what we want. I told him all I wanted was a card. When he saw my card underneath our little tree, he said he'd not gotten around to getting one for me. Hm. I gave him a "look" and told him he'd better make me one and do it fast. I came back downstairs in about three minutes and found this quick creation:
and the inside:
I had to laugh. Times aren't that hard, but he had to have an excuse for no card you know. Ha! While I was upstairs, a real card had magically appeared. Yes, he'd gotten me one. I read it and it made me smile and tear up at the same time. It was a funny but sentimental card all in one. He then handed me the real real card, saying he didn't think I'd like the first real one 'cause it was kind of silly. It was the perfect Christmas card - saying all the things a husband can say to a wife to make her get all sentimental and mushy inside. Aw. I felt really good - and had three cards!
And then, Mike pulled out a box out from behind the ottoman and said "Merry Christmas!" He cheated again. He just can't help it. It's in his genes to make me smile and laugh. At least this time it was a relatively small gift and I love it. The last time I made soap, I burned up my stick blender. It just couldn't handle the length of time I had to beat the castile soap. So he gave me the best one he could find - best one meaning best motor. So now I can make more soap and lotions. Yay!
After my son's visit and the gift openings, Mike settled onto the living room floor to do what he wanted to do... clean Harley wires. Hahahaha. That is fun? Not to me! But he's been cleaning all the parts to his disassembled Harley and as he puts it back together, it will be sparkling. Here he is in hog heaven.
You can see the Home Depot tarp on our new non-practical couch we bought. And, you can see fat Cujo's feet hanging down from her perch on the top of the couch. And Mike's rags and towels for doing what he's doing. Does that look like fun? He did that most of the day while I crocheted his scarf and we watched old black and white movies. It was such a peaceful day. I made rotisseried cornish hens and cornbread dressing for supper and we stayed up later than usual and wished the day was much much longer.
But life moves on and today Mike is up to his eyeballs in mud fixing a client's emergency rush plumbing job and I am back to doing laundry and working around the house. The weather is unusually warm and life is good.
I finished my son's scarf yesterday after spending half the day at the dentist (in what was supposed to be a standard cleaning appointment that turned into a root canal and crown - and three and a halfhours in the chair! My mouth felt like it was double its size when they pulled all the contraptions out of it! What a way to start a vacation, huh?) and grocery shopping. I rushed home and finished Jesse's scarf and started on my brother's. Here is a picture of Jesse's all done and posing. It's the same open filet stitch as the red one I did for my friend at work. It works up quickly.
And, while running around, I met Mike at JoAnne's to pick out the yarn for his scarf. I was real proud of him; he picked a nice "manly" yarn and not one to match is Harley at all! Here is his choice.
I like it a lot. He wants a tighter stitch/pattern on his to block the wind while riding his bike. I haven't crocheted in so long that I'm having a lot of fun with it again. Nothing too creative or anything, but it's got my mind churning on some other projects - and the desire to learn to knit again. I learned the basics of knitting when I was a Girl Scout, but don't remember any of it. Maybe I'll crochet myself some sweaters again, but this time around they won't look so bizarro like in the olden days. Ha!
Yes, we certainly need a few alpaca and maybe some sheep at the farm for their fleece - and fun-ness too). I want to learn to spin and dye - unless I just keep it natural colors - and the whole process of getting it from the animals to making my own things... too much to learn in too little time.
I'm working on my son's scarf today and love the yarn I picked. I'd actually chosen it for something I want to make for myself, but thought it suited him just as well. I'm not quite finished with it, but here is how it's working up. I just love the subtle transition of colors. Click to see larger.
Mike has requested that I make him a scarf too! Here is a man who never ever wears a sweater or coat, but he wants a scarf. Is he jealous that others are getting one? Aw. Well, tomorrow we're going to meet at the store and he'll pick out the yarn he wants. I have a hunch that he'll pick out colors to match his Harley. What a goober. He also wants me to make him a hat with flap ear things hanging down. That'll be fun!
It's 7:30 a.m. and I just got up. Mike is still asleep and... well, I just had to get up because it's the first of fourteen days I don't have to go to work. Two weeks - two weeks of doing what I want. I do have to put the house back together, but even that will be fun for me - with Christmas movies playing in the background and no thoughts of dressing up for work or driving across town.
What will I do with all my free time? Oh what a delectable dilemma!
I was inspired by Liliana's scarf bun and decided to try it myself yesterday - and like it a lot! So I grabbed Mike away from polishing his Harley pieces and parts and he clicked a picture of me before walking out the door this morning. Here is the whole "look".
The only scarf I have that is long enough - and it is the perfect length, wasn't a solid color, which I think I would prefer - but it looks pretty cool. Of course, this means a trip to the fabric store to get some soft material to make myself a slew of scarves that will match my clothes. Basic stuff... black, brown, white, a color that will match my hair pretty well - and whatever else strikes my fancy. Paisley? There are lots of possibilities. I think it's time to pull out the ol' sewing machine!Yessiree.
Here is a close-up shot of the bun. I used my Good Days hair pins to hold it up and so far they're doing a great job. I think I used five around the periphery.
I can't wait until my bun is bigger.I'm sure that stems from the fact that I used to have humongous perm hair. And that I'm tall. It's a question of balance. Now I want a huge bun. With fine hair it will have to be down to my knees to achieve that though. Unless I cheat and make really thick scarves for my scarf buns. Hmmm...