{Bobby Pins}

What's the deal Bobby?!  You're there for me in the morning, but then when I set you down at night, there's no sign of you at sunrise.  I'm like a one night strand. (Too Cheesy? Hmm...Might regret it later.  But the pun was just too irresistible.  It's a good thing no one reads these posts). It's getting to be ridiculous.  Just come back to me Bobby.

You know the question, "How do you solve a problem like Maria?"  from the beloved Sound of Music?  "How do you catch a cloud and pin it down."  So "how do you make her stay, and listen to all you say?  How do you catch a wave upon the sand?"  That's kinda what I'm feeling about the bobby pin.  It's evoked a nun's frustration in me..."Bobby pin, how do I keep from losing you?"  Seriously!  I just bought like 300 of you last month.  I THOUGHT I was being good at putting you back in my ceramic bowl at night.  What the heck?! You're not in my pant's pocket.  You're not on the floor.  Not on the bathroom sink.  Not under my pillow.  If I'm lucky, you've made friends with the crumbs and gum wrappers in the corner of my purse.  But you're not in my make-up bag.  You're on my sister's windowsill, but you just make a liar and a thief out of me there.  Bobby!  You're killing me.

I lived with 5 other girls for most of my college experience. It was fantastic. Bobby pins EVER-Y-WHERE. Every five steps, a bobby with out fail.  Running out the door??  Not a problem.  Three bobbs waiting.  Haven't put your contacts in yet?  No worries!  Just squat down where you stand, run your hands on the carpet and feel your way to a bobby pin.  And some days, if you were really lucky, it was possible to run into multiple bobbies linked together.  Those were special times. I miss you bobby.