12-11-08...THE HAIR CUT!!!
I do believe the worse trouble Brenda and I ever got in to was when we cut my Brothers hair. Yep! That would be the worst.
I heard my Mama say to My Daddy one day: "Clyde Norman needs a haircut bad before school pics are taken". " Well Lucille I can't take him until Saturday. I don't get paid till Friday night". " Ok but they are taking the pictures Wednesday. I guess I'll try to trim it up a little bit". Well Shoot fire, I thought, I can cut Norman's hair better'n Mama can. I'll just surprise her. Brenda was at my house that night so I recruited her to help me. Norman was only five and not in school but Mama always took him on the day they were taking school pics. and they would take his also.
I had watched the barber cut Nomans hair and I knew how to do it. YEP! NOPE!
I got a big pair of scissors out of Grandma's quilting box and got daddys razor off the dresser. Brenda got a towel and a comb and we were set. SURE NUFF!!!
Norman wasn't very cooperative or happy but I talked him in to it. I started with the scissors. They were big and hard for me to handle but I was managing to remove a little bit. Trouble was it looked funny. I put the scissors down and picked up Daddys razor. Didn't have any soap like I'd seen Daddy use so I put some lotion on Normans hair. Well shoot fire that aint working either Brenda. Clydene you've got too much lotion on there, wipe some off. I did just that with the towel I had around his shoulders. I switched back and forth for a while between the scissors and razor till I knicked Norman's ear (or something) and he yelped out. That brought Mama in the door and sent Brenda out the door. What is goin' on in here!!! Nothin' Mama. Nuthin' heck, What have you done Clydene. She was scared because there was blood on Normans shoulder. I saw it and I got scared. Norman was trying to run and get away from his crazy sister but Brenda was standing in the door. She saw the blood and I mean to tell you she lit out like fire was on her tail. Gone in a flash.
Mama caught Norman and started examining him. There was a lot of blood and it was all mixed with lotion and it was not a pretty sight. I started bellerin' then. Shut up Clydene and go get me a wet wash rag. ( Yep we called them wash rags) I hurried to the kitchen and grabbed a dish rag ( yep we called em dish rags) and wet it in the wash pan. Back I ran and Mama very gently washed off where the blood was comin' from. It was just a knick but I was still bellerin', Is he'a'gonna die Mama, Is He? No Clydene He's not gonna die but You Just Might!! HUH? Am I cut too? I started examining myself then, still bellerin'. Shut up Clydene Right this minute. Neither of you are gonna die. Boy Howdy was I happy to hear that.
Brenda and My Auntie came running in and Brenda was bellerin' and Auntie was scared. Brenda said Clydene cut Normans ear off Auntie said , to which I really bellered. Probably heard me in the next town. At least thats what Mama said later.
No his ear is just knicked but look what she done to his hair. Oh My Goodness Gracious what a mess, what a mess. I was really snubbin' and snotin' then but I was tryin' to be quiet about it. Heck Fire I didn't think I was a gonna die but Mama said shut up and I was doin' my dangest to SHUT UP.
Mama and Auntie cleaned Norman up, washed his hair and It still looked awful, I mean ugly awful. Seems I used something called pinking shears and they didn't work very well. Then the razor worked too well. NORMAN WAS A MESS! A flat out mess!!! Mama did her best to fix it but it still looked bad. I was so sorry I couldn't stop crying. Mama felt sorry for us both and she couldn't give me the tannin I needed right then and there. But I did get it. Yep. Mama had a good memory all right.
Norman got his Picture taken that Wednesday. He wore his little hat and it was one of the cutest pictures ever took of him I thought. I was happy he got a good picture but I couldn't hardly sit to get mine took. MY Rear Hurt. YEP!!! Never tried that again on Norman. Did try it on Me but thats another story. YEP!!!
