Bald

My tire was somewhat under-inflated.

This I knew: When I came out of Walmart, the van was listing to one side.

So I stopped at Les Schwab and asked for air, where a smiling man in blue happily obliged.

Until he saw the state of my tires. Suddenly he popped up next to my window and gestured frantically for me to roll it down. The expression on his face said something like are-you-out-of-your-bleeding-mind-woman? and his words weren’t far from that. I actually thought he might give in to his baser instincts, leap through the window, and strangle me.

Who knew that 48,000 miles is too far to drive on factory-installed tires?

Not the woman with the bleeding brain, obviously.

Almost $800 (and not Les Schwab as the retailer/installer, thank you) I have a brand new set of Michelin tires that are guaranteed to take me another 90,000 miles no matter what.

Speaking of bald: My daughter asked me to teach her how to cut hair today, using her friend as guinea pig. He has a scar that leaves him with a bit of a bald spot if the barber isn’t careful, so she was doubly worried.  Her brothers won’t let her-plus-scissors anywhere near them–and believing, as my mother did before me, that barbering is a crucial skill for all frugal women to possess, I was happy to oblige. Between haircuts for  five boys and one husband, I’ve saved a lot of money over the past twenty years. More than enough to pay for those new tires.

Her friend was very patient, and no, he did NOT walk away bald. It took her a while, but she did a good job. She’ll get faster. And she has a friend who will let her practice cutting his hair.  He also once took her shopping for a prom dress and sat outside every bridal shop in Spokane, waiting for her to try on and make up her mind about every formal gown the retail industry has in stock.  Without complaining once. I’m pretty sure that’s deserves some kind of medal of honor.

Speaking of things that are not bald: my daughter also brought home her ceramics projects from art class this year. I’m accustomed to charming little items like this:

Every other year or so, one of my children brings a hand-formed bowl home. I keep them on my bookshelf and they make me smile.

My daughter brought me a head. Check out the hair on this guy:

I think she was trying to make up for never bringing home a bowl, because she also brought me an architecturally-accurate  replica of the Sandpoint cabin we visit every year–which, inexplicably, I don’t have a picture of–and the head of a hippopotamus. Which is bald. And also little bit creepy if he stares at you long enough:


6 responses to “Bald

  • ladywise

    Oh I love all the artwork. I have a dolphin that my grand daughter made. You are right about women needing to learn to give haircuts. I cut my husband and kids’ hair for twenty years myself.

  • Flamingo Dancer

    Your daughter is very talented, I love her work!

    • kimberlybbert

      Thank you! She is, isn’t she? At her first week off at the University, she is being bombarded with people telling her that an art major is a waste of time and money–and it very well could be–but at the same time–come on, she’s seventeen! Let her play in the mud a little.

      • Mandy

        No school is ever a waste of time or money. There are things you learn in the “act” of school, no matter what you study, that will stay with you for a life time. I spent 3 years in a practical-get-a-job-anywhere Computer Science degree, only to discover that although my brain could easily excel at it, I actually hated it. Took two years off, and came back to study what I loved and what I was afraid to do because it wasn’t “Practical”, Archaeology, Ancient languages(specifically Hebrew and Greek) and religious studies with a side of Philosophy. During those years, the only question I got asked more than “when are you and Daniel going to get married?” was “What are you studying in school?” followed by “Oh, and what are you going to do with that?”. So far, I’ve done nothing with it in terms of a job and making money. But I don’t regret doing it, I learned things about myself and gained more confidence in who I am. I am the woman, wife and mother I am today because of both experiences in my university career.

      • kimberlybbert

        Good for you! Isn’t it funny how we make our choices when we are young, and how long it takes us to learn what really matters?

  • brendafuhriman

    I must say,”Meg, those are amazing!”

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