As down as it gets.

The picture tonight is one Don took as we were leaving tonight for church. Tomorrow my hair will go back up off my shoulder. When I wash it, I like to wear it down for a while; then it starts to bug me and up into some knot it goes. This is as down as it gets; I don't know how women stand to have their hair long and down on their neck and in their face. I never could do that. Whenever I've had my hair long, I always collect it somehow. It looks straight because the weight pulls the curl out, I guess. When I wash it, it's all curly, though. It's pretty much a pain to comb through and dry. I can't bring myself to cut it, however, last week when I had glass all in it, I was tempted to tell Don to just cut it off. I got over that temptation really quick, but if Gretta had been here, I'd have let her cut it! It survived, and I'm getting more and more accustomed to wearing a knot. My grandmother used to braid her hair and then wind it up into a braided knot on her neck. I can imagine doing that, but it's not long enough to do that, yet. This is quite a mop of hair for someone who was absolutely bald 2 and a half years ago! God is so good!

I'm almost done with the herbs and vitamins I'm throwing. It will feel so good to be done with that chore. My next project will be ordering more so they'll be here to throw when we get back from our travels in October. I have to keep reminding myself that it's wonderful to be able to do this. I really do thank God for giving me the dexterity with my hands and the mind to keep it straight. (That's really a challenge!) When I was on chemo, remember I had the peripheral neuropathy and had so little use and control over my hands. I really do thank God that I totally recovered from that! My toes still are a mess, but they don't hurt. They just look bad. I guess I'll take a picture of them for the blog some day.