tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617609328294072924.post1556843834951134307..comments2024-01-20T23:31:27.831+10:00Comments on Patches of Heaven: Laughter: the best medicine?Abbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13508311593157719111noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617609328294072924.post-37538022940990449202012-09-19T17:42:54.271+10:002012-09-19T17:42:54.271+10:00You guys are making me sound awful! Bethy, I thin...You guys are making me sound awful! Bethy, I think you ought to be concentrating more on the exceptional kindness of your mother, who wanted to oblige you by cutting your hair - even when I was too sick to stand! It's true that I did cut it shorter than I had intended to.. But I'm sure I did everything I could to fix it. And you did look very cute :) (You always do :)<br /><br />(Note to any likewise selflessly dedicated mothers out there: avoid all sharp objects when you are not thinking straight.)<br /><br />C'est la vie!<br />xoxoSandy M.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09463236853839331077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617609328294072924.post-15495835896360849202012-09-19T13:22:09.292+10:002012-09-19T13:22:09.292+10:00Hahaha. Tammy! Mum has taught me this lesson in li...Hahaha. Tammy! Mum has taught me this lesson in life many times too! Also through 'horrific' experiences. <br />I remember when Mum cut my hair when I was 10. It had been very long and we decided to cut it just below my shoulders. <br />It was after school and Mum was sick. Because she was too sick to stand and do it properly we decided that she would sit on the couch and I would sit on the ground in front of her and she'd cut my hair like that. My hair was in a low ponytail from school and Mum decided to start by just cutting off my ponytail. What we didn't count on was the fact that this resulted in my hair being cut at a really weird angle, with the highest point being halfway up my head!<br />I just heard Mum go 'Oh', pause, and then burst out laughing. I had no idea what had happened but knew it must be bad. I felt behind my head and felt....hardly anything at all. <br />Clearly, I was mortified and didn't find it as funny as Mum seemed to. <br />Mum wouldn't let me get up and go look in the mirror and kept insisting, through breathless giggles, that 'she could fix it! She was sure she could fix it!'.<br /><br />End of story: My hair was evened out and I ended up with a bob that was halfway up my ears and nearly in line with my fringe. I was so humiliated my teacher had to basically force me to take my hat off in class the next day. You may think it doesn't matter when you're only 10, but to a 10 yr old, it matters! <br />Anyway, I did find it funny once it grew back :PBeth and Robbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07680179211937501427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617609328294072924.post-21250894950677438062012-09-19T12:17:58.076+10:002012-09-19T12:17:58.076+10:00(Tammy and I just had a laugh over this on the pho...(Tammy and I just had a laugh over this on the phone - as it was actually the Year 10 graduation dance, the dress I'd made was red, and there was no sewing into it.. The black skirt and top described, were what she wore on the following year. All the essentials of the story are correct though :) <br /><br />Tammy was too kind to state that it was me who was shaking the bottle of foundation when it sprayed all across the front of her new red dress and across her freshly-styled hair! I have a clear memory of just standing there with both our mouths open in shock for a moment, before I turned to look at Tammy in the mirror and yes, then collapsed on the floor laughing. It was funny! <br /><br />I was shaking with laughter the whole time I was cleaning the dress and her hair, (which cleaned out fairly quickly without any problems :) And Tammy made it to the dance just a little late :)<br />xoxoSandy M.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09463236853839331077noreply@blogger.com