Weekend Events (Very Ramblish)

I went away for the weekend and forgot my brush.

But I didn't forget my medication or supplies to start the injections.

All in all, I think the more important thing (and more costly thing) made it.

And I came back from the beach with wavy hair thanks to only having a comb. One lives in my toiletries bag, after another such experience in which I had neither and was forced to use my husbands brush. Which, since he uses a lot more product in his hair, the brush tends to be slightly icky. But it's not my responsibility to keep it clean. Even though I do look at it sometimes and feel the urge to toss it. And I have been known to give it a quick scrub while cleaning the bath. (Oops, it fell into the sink with the bathroom cleaner. Gee, what should I do?)

I'm so used to using a brush I forget I have wavy hair. Well, half-wavy. The back is much more wavy than the front, but a lot of that has to do with the way I run my fingers through my hair when I push it off my face, so it gets straightened and doesn't bounce back. But I think I'm going to keep this style for a while - so easy, just comb and let dry, no hair dryer or other effort needed.

I also came back from the beach with more of a tan - amazing what laying around in the sun with(out) sunblock (I know, slap my hand) will do to the color of your skin.

The 4th was spent lazing around (see above re: tan) during the day. The next-door-neighbor, her son, some of her friends, and two baseball players (Adam and John) from the Outer Banks Daredevils staying with her (think Summer Catch, just not so prestigious) came over for drinks and fun and games, going back and forth between the two houses until dark.

We saw some illegal fireworks, but didn't go to see any of the big public displays. I think it was the first time in a long time I've missed fireworks on the 4th. Well, there was the one time in high school when I was seriously jet lagged from a return trip from Germany and drooling on myself while a cute boy was hitting on me, but I'm not sure that really counts.

Overall it was a pretty good, relaxing weekend. Just what we needed after the week DH (and by association) had been through. Hope yours was as satisfying!