27 September 1980
Tomorrow will be our dancing day
I rolled my hair in rags. It was the last time I ever had a "hairdo"--that is, I did my left side, a friend did the right--and her curls were tighter than mine. Ooops. Also the last time I ever wore nylons. (Still don't know why I did that--it was a hundred degrees that day, and it wasn't like anyone could see my feet, even. I do remember that afterward I threw them away, and have never had another pair.)
Ours was the last wedding a friend did before he became a Quaker.
Spouse, self, friend's daughter who's now a career woman. (This child, aged three, had been reading A wrinkle in Time to me earlier in spring when I babysat her.) My kids say now, "Ugh, those seventies sideburns!" Spouse says, "Wow, I actually had hair!"
I rolled my hair in rags. It was the last time I ever had a "hairdo"--that is, I did my left side, a friend did the right--and her curls were tighter than mine. Ooops. Also the last time I ever wore nylons. (Still don't know why I did that--it was a hundred degrees that day, and it wasn't like anyone could see my feet, even. I do remember that afterward I threw them away, and have never had another pair.)
Ours was the last wedding a friend did before he became a Quaker.
Spouse, self, friend's daughter who's now a career woman. (This child, aged three, had been reading A wrinkle in Time to me earlier in spring when I babysat her.) My kids say now, "Ugh, those seventies sideburns!" Spouse says, "Wow, I actually had hair!"