Sunday, December 3, 2006

Bloody fabulous....

My new hairbrush is round, and works well....a shiny pearlescent red with black bristles and silver trim....round shape, easy to workwith.....

And now broken into two separate pieces.

I went to brush my hair with it and it snapped right in half at the "neck" of the brush.....I do believe that this is the last time I ever buy that specific kind at the local dollar emporium. Some of their stuff is great value for the money, for example the 18.00 book I got for 1.06 today....but some of it is utter crap.

Oh well, I suppose it'll teach me to look things over more carefully before I buy them.

Bloody fabulous....

My new hairbrush is round, and works well....a shiny pearlescent red with black bristles and silver trim....round shape, easy to workwith.....

And now broken into two separate pieces.

I went to brush my hair with it and it snapped right in half at the "neck" of the brush.....I do believe that this is the last time I ever buy that specific kind at the local dollar emporium. Some of their stuff is great value for the money, for example the 18.00 book I got for 1.06 today....but some of it is utter crap.

Oh well, I suppose it'll teach me to look things over more carefully before I buy them.

December Reflections

First post on a new blog, eek, yet cool.
Today in Northeast PA, the sunshine and blue sky with rippling white mackrel clouds look inviting, but the wind is cold.....cold alone can maim, but wind drives the warmth of the body away too fast, and can kill.

I went for a walk in the sun and cold wind, and wound up sitting on a set of old concrete steps above the Lackawanna river, listening to the roar of the water as it ran by far below. It was deep olive green in the pools and white on the rapids, with white ice on some of the low gray rocks, and thousands of shades of brown in the brush on the high banks.

The grass is still green in the lawns, but the grass of the undergrowth is mostly brown and sere, with a few threads of quiet, uncertain green.

The puddles had a thin, fragile skin of ice this morning, and they're calling for flurries tomorrow. I sip my tea and remind myself to dress warmly for the pre-dawn walk to work under the frozen light of the stars.