This week there’s been a little bit of this…
And a little bit of that thing called paper making…
And a little bit of the other thing which we call mommy brilliancy(insert sarcasm here)……
I’ve seem to have some sort of unexplainable, magnetic, inevitable, lack of intellect when it comes to heat sources. One day this week I was getting ready to take the boys to piano lessons and I decided I should probably do something with my hair since the humidity had given me a bozo the clownish halo around my face.
I plugged in my curling iron, waited a few minutes and then preceded to pick it up to smooth my hair into some semblance of order and slickness. As the curling iron neared my face I caught a whiff of overly hot metal. I even brought it close to my nose and sniffed it. I opened it and inspected the barrel and found nothing peculiar. So, I continued on. As soon as I clamped it down on my hair, smoke started curling upwards. I let out a minor shriek and quickly took the hot iron off of my bangs. I quickly looked at the curling iron to see how much hair I had singed off. It wasn’t horrible, so like any genius, I figured I just probably needed to turn it down a notch or two (uh duh…it was the same setting I always use). After about half a minute I preceded with much lack of intelligence to attempt to curl my hair again.
Not Good.
Smoke and stench arose from my head. This time I succeeded in removing a significant portion of my bangs. They clung in shriveled stinky strands from my curling iron and as I touched my hair strands disintegrated and flecked into the sink.
Oh the smell that filled my bathroom and bedroom. UGH! Not to mention the fact that I was now short on time and my whole head stunk. I quickly plugged in my other curling iron and attempted some sort of damage control.
It wasn’t pretty.
My bangs looked pretty fried. I now am missing portions of my bangs, but I must say I gave myself something similar to a razor cut! HMMM! And now that all the incinerated pieces have fallen out they look pretty snazzy!
However, I would not recommend this haircutting technique to just anyone, as it tends to leave a unique odor floating off ones head.
As for my, afore mentioned issues with heat sources your gonna have to go here back to when I first started blogging to read all about it.
Oh, and there was that one time, in high school Chemistry, when I caught my hair on fire. Bunsen burners are pretty hot ya know!
