Host sister and JP
I'd like to start this blog by apoligizing for my late responses on emails, I'm working off a home computer that is not only all in german but has dial up internet, so things are very slow. But anyway, Today me, my host sister, and her friend JP all went to flensburg ( The city about 20 minutes from me) It was very very pretty and had great shopping.
But before I went there I was getting dressed and about to straighten my hair, So i go over to my converted outlet and plug in and turn on my straightener. I wait a couple moments for it to heat up and begin to straighten my hair, but i instantly smell a foul odor and see lots of smoke. So i look at my straightener and its smoking from the inside! Then i look at my burnt and sizzled hair and feel it, as I do it breaks off into my hand! So i unplug the straightener but its still smoking and smelling terrible! So i go over and put it in the floor but then it burns the catrpet, and that smells. Sio i then just hold it in my hnad for about 30 minutes till its done. then i opened all the mindows and doors and have since been trying to air my room out.
Also, I bought makeup remover and a new pair of tweezers today.
Flensburg
2 comments:
Hi Elaina,
It's cousin Karen. I saw Mom at the fair and was anxious to hear how you were doing, so she gave me your blog site.
I'm so excited for you! Loved the pictures, good job. The house is great, it does look like out of a fairytale, just like Ken said.
Funny story about your straightener and your hair, but you'd be pretty bald, Elaina. No worries.
Take great care of you. We ALL love you.
Cousin Karen
Hi Lanie!
It's your cousin Dana. Those photos are awesome! Looks beautiful. I hope your having a great time. You write like a journalist, except for the typing ha ha! I don't know how you write at all with a different keyboard. I love your room and house, I would never want to leave! It looks like a fairytale. My email is Danamarieowen@yahoo.com if you ever want to write me. What's yours? Well I'll let you be, have a blast!
Love you,
Dana
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