Hair Today (and it better still be there tomorrow)

Mom and Cathy wanted to know how my hair was coming in. The back has the most and the front and sides are lagging bit behind. What surprises me it the curls. I had read about people having chemo curls, but I didn't think I would get them. I have never had a curl in my life that wasn't chemically produced. Yet, I have them now. I find myself playing with them and of course I am enjoying having hair again. Still not loving the gray, but I am learning to accept it. It is still too early to think about putting color on it unless I like the color orange. I have never liked orange, unless it was juice.

Please forgive the wonky angle of the picture. It is not so easy to take a picture of the back of your head.

Octo-Ollie

I decided to make a couple more hats using one of the patterns I had written. I decided to see how the hat would fit if I left off one of the repeats of the "Ollie" stitch. Would the hat be too short. Nope, it fit just right. I like this fit better than the original and will probably knit it this way more often in the future. I enjoy modifying patterns to suit my needs. They are never big edits, just little ones to fit a different need.

Hat #4 in my 11 hats in 2011 challenge.

This Just in...an Update on My Hair

Well, the hair is slowly coming in and it is still very platinum blonde. Now back to whatever you were doing before reading this...

Can I Pretend it is Blonde?

My hair. My hair. Well...it is starting to come back in, but it is white. I am calling the color very platinum blonde. I plan to channel Billy Idol or Annie Lennox.

It's Time

Yup. Goodbye hair...for now. This morning I was reading and kept feeling tickles on my neck. Lots of hair was falling on my shoulders. I went to the bathroom to take a shower and combed my hair to get all of the loosies so I didn't clog the drain. No use. It was too much hair. It was time for it to be it shaved. We borrowed a razor from our next door neighbors. Phillip, Robyn and Cara took turns working on my do. They gave me the Mohawk and then took it all the way down. Now I just have stubbles. It is much cooler. When I look in the mirror I can hear Tim Gunn telling me "That is a lot of look." He is right.

The Hair Exodus has Begun

Well it has started. My hair is falling out. If I run my fingers through it I get 5-8 hairs. Well poop. I so wanted to avoid this even thought it was virtually 100% definite that I would loose my hair with my chemo treatment. Cara is itching to give me a mohawk. I think it will be soon.

Waffles for Me

I loved the Waffle Hat so much I thought I deserved one too. I really like this yarn and they way the pattern stripes it out. The yarn is Bernat Softee Chunky Ombres in Denim. Anyway, it will have to get a lot cooler before I can wear my new hat. Hopefully my hair will grow back quickly.

Yes, She Does Still Have Hair Left

One of the joys of having a white pet is the lovely white hair you will find on every thing. No matter how much you brush, there is always more to spread all over. Cara loves to carry Whiskers around and you can see the tell tale signs of that deed all over her clothes. Standing outside waiting with her for the school bus...shirt covered in cat hair. Getting out of the car for dance...leotard covered in cat hair. Coming to tell me good night...pajamas covered in cat hair. Check, check and check. It is hard to believe Whiskers has any hair left since Cara wears so much of it...trust me...she still has plenty.

Pretty's Fascination with Hair

Pretty has this thing for Robyn's hair. She loves to roll around on it, rub her head on it and bite at it. Sometimes Robyn will be sitting on the sofa and Pretty will come up behind her and start messing with her hair. The big show comes when Robyn washes it and lies down on the floor. Pretty comes over and falls on her head and starts working. She kicks, bites, rolls around and flips. I don't see what the big deal is. Robyn's hair is beautiful, but that is taking things a little too far.