Turby and John

• There is something downright debilitating about allowing my hair to grow.
• I am not cut out for classroom discussions; I am, however, cut out for classroom nodding.
• The shit town in which I live is slowly suffocating me.
• Yoga before bed puts me right to sleep.
• I am taking a class on Graphic Novels, and it is interesting.

I found an insect leg in my hair shortly after waking up on Friday morning.  I’m not even entirely sure it was an insect leg. It could’ve very well been a spider leg. The kind of small creature it belonged to is actually negligible.  The point is, finding a detached leg in my hair filled me with a real and undeniable feeling of dread. I starting asking questions like “where is the rest of this bug?” and “why did its leg fall off in my head of all places?” and  ”did I swallow that little bitch?” and “why am I bothered by this so much?” (There are too many things wrong with the construction, punctuation, and capitalization of the previous sentence for me to even begin to fix it.)  I then sat on the toilet and attempted to calm my breathing.  After some time to mull it over, and after realizing that I was in no real danger, I took a shower in hopes of ridding my body/hair/head of any undetected bug parts.  The point of this story is that I am getting more neurotic every day, and I have no idea how to stop or even slow the process.  I am destined to one day be just like my crazy grandmother, and there is probably nothing I can do about it. The silver lining in this cloud of unstoppable crazy is that my grandmother is awesome.  I can probably deal with a little crazy if there’s also some awesome.

Allow me to preface this entry by saying I firmly believe that all the things we put on our bodies have just as much of an impact on our health and well-being as the things we put in our bodies.

For the past two years or so, I had been passionately searching for a shampoo and condioner that satisfied, met, and maybe even exceeded all my expectations.  I was actually not asking for much. I just needed something free of parabens(a type of preservative) and sodium lauryl/laureth sulfates(a cleaning agent) that would also make my hair look fabulous. I learned very quickly that regardless of what the bottles tell you, most “natural” hair products will absolutely make your hair look like turds. The shampoos made my hair feel too clean, and the conditioners did far less than condition. I threw away an embarrassing amount of half-used Nature’s Gate, Burt’s Bees, Jason, and Kiss My Face shampoo/conditioner bottles until I read some great reviews and ordered John Masters Organics Lavender Rosemary Shampoo and Lavender & Avocado Conditioner about a month ago. Feast your eyes upon these simple and lovely bottles:

Hello, soft hair.

Basically, I am thrilled with the results. I am almost excited to finish off these bottles, because that means I can try the Honey & Hibiscus Hair Reconstructing Shampoo and the Citrus & Neroli Detangling Conditioner.