Hair Cuts - Color Me Perfect

I wanted to say, but I didn’t. So I am writing it here, “Why is your hair that hideous shade of orange? She came in with hair as white as a blank piece of paper?”
We are at the Beauty College, mom and me. And that weird word, “Beauty College”, should be renamed as “the experimental chemical lab for future stomach and bladder cancer patients”, in my opinion. Which is what they will be if the young ones keep using all these chemicals on their heads.
I just wanted to scream, “Read the research on the chemistry and technology please. This beauty thing, coloring your hair is all for the American woman’s’ ego to fight aging!” Color me perfect is the dream not the reality.
It doesn’t work well in any of the shades of brown with so very many wrinkles. Who are we kidding? The higher power over all of us; that being biology, created a trend-setting world of grey turning white. In addition, that’s a good thing, to follow nature’s cues to the passages of life.
Well the white hair looked good on mom for a few years, and then she said it depressed her. That she wanted to be the apricot blond of her middle years. She would have it back on the top of her head – apricot blond, and that should have lifted her spirits.
Well here it is and we are done with coloring mom’s hair apricot blond here at the Beauty College. I hope someone can tell her that, ‘they love it’. Now, we will be back each month, adding another task to my good-daughter duty list, to service the roots and support the denial of time in the mirror.
Then I reminded mom on the drive home, that it’s a real cut-up and I mean short, when you decide to divorce Lady Clairol and go back to natural white.

Walkers – New Knees - Step Light - Nightlights

You never bought a night light before in your life? Why should I? They’re excellent to have all over the parent’s house. Note that there are different wattage bulbs to consider, and they burn out too, yet are replaceable, some are point-able, on all the time, or they come on in the dark automatically. It may seem like a trivial thing, but try it you’ll like it.
Nightlights give independence to the parent. If there is knee replacement as part of the picture, success can be greater or lesser part of falling waters if you get my drift. Imagine their situation: often two, three, four times in one night they need to use the loo in the dark of the night, it can be worse than a new born infant crying every two hours to be fed. Before they unfold the walker, using it for support to rise up from the bed, once risen the move forward can be lit gently for them. The nightlights help orient them to any ‘stuff’ left in the pathway too.
As the tending House Daughter or Son, you awake in the night to this same request. The chair you have been sleeping in has caught you off-guard. It’s not your house, not your normal surroundings. And who is sensible in their footstep when sleep deprived? Oh sure, you may have stashed a few bonus points in heaven but remember your own toes cracking on their furniture as you make a path to the bathroom. Then there’s avoiding the pet, the parents slipper, and the blanket that fell off the bed, you hope you do not to trip over anything else, or you might need new knees. Spend the money and buy lots and lots of nightlights (and replacement bulbs).