I haven't written a weekly wrap-up in about a year. Seriously, I really need to do them more often - like maybe weekly - because I often want to write about what's going on in our lives, but don't want to bore you with my daily activities.
Yes, I need to just wrap up once a week to fill my own need to document our story. After all, this is the perfect place for my mom blogging.
This week was pretty exciting for my daughters.
You see, they are Beatlemaniacs. Yes, Beatlemania still exists in 2016 and my girls are headlong into it. It's been this way for months as you see in this video.
You see, they are Beatlemaniacs. Yes, Beatlemania still exists in 2016 and my girls are headlong into it. It's been this way for months as you see in this video.
So when I saw there was a new Beatles documentary out for a limited time, I was on it! After all, I was a Beatlemaniac when I was their age, too. I still love them.
Big deal, right? It's a documentary. Wrong. It was a very big deal.
Even Paul and Ringo said the movie left them feeling like they'd been reunited with George and John. That's a very special thing for a producer to achieve.
Aside from that, there was something more.
When the movie was over and the lights came on, I noted that everyone in the theater was elderly except us. That's about the time two older women approached us on their way out.
They asked the girls if they enjoyed the movie. We got to talking and these women realized the girls aren't new to The Beatles. They're actually huge fans.
That's when one of the ladies pulled out a Beatles scrapbook she made when she was 11 years old. She had all sorts of clippings and told us of seeing The Beatles live in concert. Then she asked Lorelai, "Who is your favorite?" to which Lorelai replied, "Ringo."
The lady then proceeded to rip out pages of Ringo. She gave them to Lorelai, who was dumbstruck. "Are you serious?" was all she could say. The lady told her she wanted to support any young person who loved The Beatles.
And that, my friends, made this one of the most memorable days of Lorelai's young life. This woman shared a piece of her own experience and childhood with Lorelai. It was an amazing thing.
The night before we drove to Jacksonville for the movie, I died my hair. It was a four-hour thing. Yes. Four hours.
My hair has this natural ombre thing it does in the summer. People often compliment and ask where I got my hair done, but no. It's my hair. The roots stay medium brown and the rest lightens in the sun.
In addition to being two-toned, my hair was just too long. I haven't let Alexis cut it in months, despite her insistence. I hate sitting still for these things. I don't like doing makeup, hair, nails or anything else that keeps me sitting. Not because I don't like being pretty, but because my mind is full of shoulds.
Let's face it. I'm a workaholic. (Not joking. I have some changes to make.)
I let Alexis cut it, which takes a long time because my hair is so ridiculously thick. (My grandma used to call it a mop. I call it a horse tail.)
So an hour later, we died the top of my hair chocolate brown, a bit darker than my natural color. Another hour gone.
Then we washed that out and bleached the underside.
Next, we finally dyed the underside blue. Actually, it's an ocean ombre thing.
Alexis took photos under the fluorescent lighting, so you can't see the true colors, but you get the idea.
The real brown color can be seen in this lovely photo of us at the movie theater. It's pretty dark. I love it!
What was the highlight of your week?
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Big deal, right? It's a documentary. Wrong. It was a very big deal.
A Beatles Experience My Kids Won't Soon Forget
First, let me say movie was excellent. It takes you through the touring years of The Beatles, but it does more than that. It leaves you with a sense that you experienced something special. I can't explain it, but the feeling has stuck with me for days now.Even Paul and Ringo said the movie left them feeling like they'd been reunited with George and John. That's a very special thing for a producer to achieve.
Aside from that, there was something more.
When the movie was over and the lights came on, I noted that everyone in the theater was elderly except us. That's about the time two older women approached us on their way out.
They asked the girls if they enjoyed the movie. We got to talking and these women realized the girls aren't new to The Beatles. They're actually huge fans.
That's when one of the ladies pulled out a Beatles scrapbook she made when she was 11 years old. She had all sorts of clippings and told us of seeing The Beatles live in concert. Then she asked Lorelai, "Who is your favorite?" to which Lorelai replied, "Ringo."
The lady then proceeded to rip out pages of Ringo. She gave them to Lorelai, who was dumbstruck. "Are you serious?" was all she could say. The lady told her she wanted to support any young person who loved The Beatles.
And that, my friends, made this one of the most memorable days of Lorelai's young life. This woman shared a piece of her own experience and childhood with Lorelai. It was an amazing thing.
The Other Highlight: Blue Hair
The night before we drove to Jacksonville for the movie, I died my hair. It was a four-hour thing. Yes. Four hours.
My hair has this natural ombre thing it does in the summer. People often compliment and ask where I got my hair done, but no. It's my hair. The roots stay medium brown and the rest lightens in the sun.
In addition to being two-toned, my hair was just too long. I haven't let Alexis cut it in months, despite her insistence. I hate sitting still for these things. I don't like doing makeup, hair, nails or anything else that keeps me sitting. Not because I don't like being pretty, but because my mind is full of shoulds.
- I should be managing that Facebook page for so-and-so company.
- I should be writing a blog post or fixing something on my website.
- I should be coming up with marketing specials for my business.
Let's face it. I'm a workaholic. (Not joking. I have some changes to make.)
I let Alexis cut it, which takes a long time because my hair is so ridiculously thick. (My grandma used to call it a mop. I call it a horse tail.)
So an hour later, we died the top of my hair chocolate brown, a bit darker than my natural color. Another hour gone.
Then we washed that out and bleached the underside.
Next, we finally dyed the underside blue. Actually, it's an ocean ombre thing.
Alexis took photos under the fluorescent lighting, so you can't see the true colors, but you get the idea.
The real brown color can be seen in this lovely photo of us at the movie theater. It's pretty dark. I love it!
A few more photos from the day.
And those are the highlights of our week.
And those are the highlights of our week.
What was the highlight of your week?
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Wow! What an uplifting post. I can just imagine how Lorelai felt when that generous lady presented her with the Ringo pages! Unforgettable. I adore the car vid. I'll be singing that song all day. V cool hair, too. ;)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lucinda! It was a fantastically memorable day. Even now, the feeling is still with me. Thanks for stopping in!
DeleteOkay, that seriously just about made me cry. What a sweet gesture!
ReplyDeleteOh, and your comment about wanting to share about your week, but not bore readers was exactly why I started the Weekly Wrap-Up. It was as I was leaving the daily scrapbook (I got up, I took a shower, I ate breakfast, we did school) days, but I still wanted a place to share more personal things. I'm so glad it still serves that purpose.
It really was a super-sweet gesture. I mean that woman had to be in her 60s, so she's had that scrapbook for a long while. To give that to my daughter, a complete stranger, was a truly generous act.
DeleteI can see why you came up with the idea. Once upon a time, we truly used these as web logs, but these days that doesn't fly. I'll be joining your every week. Again. I mean, it's been a minute. ;-)