I AM GOING TO BECOME A HAIR STYLIST!…

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Recently Melvin gave me a lesson in brushing a horse’s mane…..The hair that grows on the top of their neck and then lays down the side….I was a little concerned that they might not like it at first because their hair was twisted into “ropes” from not being brushed in a while….Melvin hadn’t done it himself since his second stroke.

I have to admit that I had an ulterior motive, but I was up front with Melvin about it…I wanted to get hair from each horse so that I could braid it and then take the braids to the book signing this Saturday. I wanted people to be able to actually see the difference in the color of their manes and feel the texture of horse hair.

Melvin got a few laughs out of the whole experience…He found himself sitting in his golf cart with five baggies full of horse hair…that alone was worth a laugh and then he got to watch me try to ever so delicately comb through huge knots of hair.

A few days later I tried again and I worked on Mac…I didn’t get a lot of hair, but Mac LOVED being combed…I combed and combed and combed him and when I would quit and start to walk away, he would follow me and stand waiting for me to start again. The images above are of the “styled” Mac….I am pretty proud of myself….BUT…..the best thing from the whole experience??????? On my first day, I combed awhile and then walked away to get a shot of the other horses…when I turned around, this is what I saw…..
These famous words say it all……”A pictures worth a thousand words….

MELVIN COMBING BOB. all rights reserved. 2013
MELVIN COMBING BOB.
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AND THAT’S WHY I HAVE NIGHTMARES…

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Makes me want to pile up the straw and take a little nap or get a spinning wheel and turn that straw into spun gold…wasn’t that a fairy tale?

Wasn’t there a hobbit in that fairy tale who had so many children it didn’t know what to do?  I think the  hobbit went over to the neighbors and tried out all of the beds and stuff in the house and it was either too big or too small.  After the hobbit broke a chair or two trying them out, the ornery little hobbit went across the street and huffed and puffed and blew some poor little rabbits house down.

The story gets worse!  He was nimble, he was quick but he couldn’t jump over a candlestick so his pants caught on fire and he chased a cow around Chicago while he was on fire and burned down most of the city!  His reign of terror continued when he pushed Auntie Em into the pig pen and told Toto to run put on some ruby slippers and kick the good witch in the pants.

This is all too awful!!  The next thing that happens  is that he fell down a rabbit hole, dug by the rabbit whose house he burnt down.    While he was down in the hole he started wearing a red cape and grew great big teeth and ears and ran around yelling, “who’s afraid of me?” and “Tell your Grandma I’m coming over and she’d better have cookies and milk and a poison apple on the table or I’ll make her run up the hill and fetch a pail of water.”  Well nobody was willing to make their Grandma run up a hill so he got so mad that he wasn’t watching where he was going and he fell UP the hole and met a cute, round, bear with honey all over himself…and two kids who were eating a gingerbread house.

The hobbit was just walking by when a little piglet, who was a friend of the honey covered bear, snatched him up and  tied him to a cow that jumped over the moon with him on it’s back.  I think at the end of the fairy tale the hobbit is tired and hungry and walking through Atlanta looking for Elvis.  He meets up with this nasty woman wearing a dress made out of curtains.  She’s nagging at this really good looking guy and the guy looks really bored, but he’s still handsome and my Grandma really thought he was the cat’s pajamas…anyway…the nasty, but beautiful woman takes a break from admiring herself in a mirror that keeps telling her how beautiful she is and she notices the hobbit.

“What the blankety blank are you lookin’ at?” she says…the hobbit says…this knight, Sir Laugh-a-lot told me to tell you that he still has a crush on you and if you don’t take him back he’s going to find a princess who sleeps a lot, sometimes YEARS and give her a big old kiss..and he wants to know, ‘how would you like that?”

The nasty woman eats some magic beans, sat on a wall, falls off and breaks into a million pieces..all the king’s horses and all the kings men are trying to put her back together and yet while all of this is going on, she still manages to yell..

“Frankly hobbit…I don’t give a damn.”

I think this is the way the fairy tale goes…at least that’s the way my mother told it to me.

WE JUMPED THE SECOND HURDLE!…

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BOB WAS EXCITED!!!!!
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BOB BRAIDED HIS HAIR TO LOOK HIS BEST! all rights reserved.
BOB BRAIDED HIS HAIR TO LOOK HIS BEST!
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BOB WAS TOO ROWDY IN THE BACK SEAT... all rights reserved,
BOB WAS TOO ROWDY IN THE BACK SEAT…
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MAMA WANTED TO GET AWAY FROM THE ROWDY BOYS, SO I LET HER SIT IN THE FRONT SEAT NEXT TO ME. all rights reserved.
MAMA WANTED TO GET AWAY FROM THE ROWDY BOYS, SO I LET HER SIT IN THE FRONT SEAT NEXT TO ME.
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SOME OF US HURRIED HOME, SOME OF US DID A LITTLE SIGHT SEEING (BOB)... all rights reserved,
SOME OF US HURRIED HOME, SOME OF US DID A LITTLE SIGHT SEEING (BOB)…
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Well…we did it!  I loaded the car up with all of the animals…and headed south.  Many, many hours and potty breaks later, we made it to Nashville…spending money buying treats from the vending machines at the rest stops for everybody to keep them happy is expensive!

I checked into the cool hotel and got everybody through the lobby and into the elevator…getting all of us into a glass elevator was fun and scary….I think there might be some smudgy spots on the glass…Bob and Joe kept putting their mouths up against it and breathing hard.

In all seriousness…  It was really interesting…I had to check in the next morning and get an I.D. badge and then found out who would be interviewing me…the entire floor of the hotel that our room was on was used for the interviews…there were SO many people!  I even met a fellow whose son is looking for someone to write the book he wants to illustrate!

I had no idea that this would be such a big deal and I found out that I wasn’t the only nervous human there!  Long story short…I had my interview….we discussed the books and then started talking about Mama and the boys and horses and animals in general and it was a great meeting.  I was given a business card…told to send an email to the interviewer and he would give me the secret information on who to contact and work with next!  We still have a way to go…a few more hurdles…but we’re just happy to have made it over the second hurdle!