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Hello, Everyone,
June 11, 2005, Robert and I will be married at our sweet little house in the Vaughn, Washington, woods. We have been together for a year and a half, and we have decided to take legal responsibility for each other. We have contracted to buy a new place, and we expect to close on that the end of June. Although I've been telling local family and friends the date and place for just "forever", and I sent out the announcements early last week , I am just now getting around to telling the rest of you. Sorry. We are sad to leave this magic little meadow with its giant trees, but we are wildly excited over the new house and our own dirt to plant flowers in. Mindy

Where we live now...

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Mindy 5-17-64 ----Lloyd 5-11-77 (Image transfer done on rice paper which is edible)

Recently we attended a banquet in Mindy's & several others' honor. Occasion: Nominees for Citizen of the Year sponsored by the Key Peninsula Lions Club. Mindy was nominated because of her community service - doing things such as organizing parades, patriotic demonstrations; also (several years) donating a year's worth of haircuts to an entire family chosen by the elementary school counselor. Highlight of the evening was a speech given by a retired Navy Admiral who told a story about his nephew who was killed in an accident, whose corneas were donated by the family to another young man who later served in the Peace Corps. The Admiral commented that not only were the evening's nominees heroes, but also the Lions Club which provides glasses for many economically deprived individuals. Virginia

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WILD ABOUT HAIRY

Did you ever wonder how to cure frizzy ends, kill lice without using dangerous pesticides, get the "perfect" cut for your face shape? Then folks, you've come to the right place! I've been a licensed hairdresser for 20 years. About 10 years ago, I studied with a Barber who had been in the business for over 30 years. I consider myself well versed in both barbering and styling.
First, the boring stuff you may not know. A barber goes to school for roughly 800 hours. They are only licensed to do cutting and shaves. ( Though the health department has since outlawed shaves without a safety razor....thanks to AIDS) Barbers may not use anything more lethal than a blow dryer. Their license covers ONLY barbering.
Hairdressers, on the other hand, go to school for at least 1600 hours.(At the time I was in school, the required time was 2000 hours) Our license allows us to do everything from barbering to nails. We may EVEN remove your unsightly hair! We are also allowed to work with chemicals.....(perms and colors.)
Now on to the fun stuff. I have decided to do a column devoted to hair care. Each week I will address problems and solutions. I will also provide my e-mail address and feature specific questions and concerns in upcoming articles. So please.....Ask away!!!!

WEEK ONE...... MY HAIR IS FRIED!!!!

Over permed? Color that stuff one time too many??? Best friend convince you they knew what they were doing?

If your hair is really long, you may need to bite the bullet and cut some off. But here's a great conditioning treatment that will add shine and softness to even the grossest mistreatment of our friend, the follicle.

Mix equal parts TEN VOLUME peroxide with....
Equal parts of a REALLY good conditioner.
(Usually 2oz + 2oz)

Leave on hair for 15 minutes, and RINSE out. (Do not shampoo.)
Here s a hint......For a bit of a "kick", You may also add a dab of color to the mix.

NEXT WEEK........
HELP!! I THINK I'M GONNA "DYE"!!!

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NATHAN'S "MOVING UP" CEREMONY 6/18/02 - NEXT YEAR HIGH SCHOOL

 

THINGS YOU DON'T SEE AT FIRST IN PHOTOS

hillary & nathan circa 1988

.....AND NOW WE SEE WHY THE TV STAYS OUT OF WHACK....

NO MATTER WHEN I DIE IT'S GOING TO TICK ME OFF

When my daughter asked me what I wanted for my birthday, the first thing that shot out of my mouth was, "A belly button ring". Where the heck did that come from? And if that wasn t strange enough, I followed up with, "And a month of tanning please". ( For those of you down south, those of us up here have to get our tans from a microwave , ie...tanning bed).

What the heck?? Had my common sense and good taste been taken over by aliens? Since when did I give a "Hoot in Hell" what I looked like? And when did I start trying to look like my sixteen year old daughter? When?.....

Next week I will be 38. I don t mind pushing 40, in fact I welcome it. I now have the freedom to act like an idiot and have everyone assume it's early menopause. I can dye my hair purple, and everyone thinks it's cute. I can buy a bright red Jeep, and they all think I'm cool. I can pierce my belly button and be the talk of the town. I can be "the kid" that I couldn't be, when my own kids were babies.

When did I get older? When was the exact point in time when I went from being a kid,....to being a "grown up"? WHO CARES? I was depressed for about ONE WEEK, over my upcoming birthday, when I realized that this could be the best time of my life!!! I can embarrass my kids, I can act like a mental case, I can drive what I want and dress like a thrift store reject. I can sing Karaoki at the top of my lungs, dance in front of the neighbors, and hug and smooch my husband in public. And the best part of all is, I get the respect of an adult while being treated like a kid.

My kids were the best thing that ever happened to me, I WILLINGLY gave up a huge part of my life to have Hillary and Nathan. I have NO regrets, however.....it's so much fun to embarrass them!!! (They love me, and it's fun for the whole family)

But all kidding aside. Everyone older than you will joke and kid about how young you are, however each birthday brings new fears about mortality. It doesn t matter if you're 20, or 80,.....we do not want to let go.

Signed, Mindy's middle age crises.....in progress

The little girl sat crying,
Upon her Mother's knee,
"Why won't he come and visit me?
Why won't he come and see....
That I have been a real good girl,
I've started growing tall,
I told him that I lost a tooth...
He never saw...At all.
The Mother simply held her child,
And rocked her to and fro,
And swore she'd never tell the truth,
And let her daughter know....
The years went by ,and nothing changed,
The little girl, she waited,
Her "Daddy" still did not show up,
The cards would read, "Belated".
The Mother simply held her child,
And rocked her to and fro,
And STILL she swore she'd tell a lie,
And never let her know.....
The girl became a Woman,
And still He never came,
But someone else had come to her,
He'd taken all her pain.
The Mother simply held her child,
And rocked her to and fro,
And started thinking "Now's the time,
To let my daughter know."...
That little girl is grown now,
And tho she's never had,
The love and true fulfillment,
Of calling "Him" her Dad.....
The Mother simply holds her child,
And rocks her to and fro,
And tells her she will finally have,
A love that she can know.
"He may not be the one my love,
Who made you, that's not bad,
But if you need to know who cares....
Put "STEP", in front of "DAD".

OUTA SITE!!

The site is great,
although it's late,
Why must we wait?
So when's the date????

We all could bust,
your site we lust,
it is a must
in you we trust

Now get it back,
and stay on track,
smarts you don't lack,
you got the nack.

We're all Waiting with fingers poised above keyboards!!!

GO MOM!!!

Looks great so far, and could you PUHLEEEEZE get done so I can have my Mommy back?
I'm very proud of you, Love mindy

 

 

 

 
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