I'm not quite sure how it came about, but as a child, if there was no word for something, I would make one up. That is how this story started.
Mom would wake me up in the morning to get me ready for school. I didn't yet know how to do my own hair, so she would do it for me. She'd brush though it, and at the time it was so long it went down to my hips. Then she would ask how I wanted it styled.
One day, though I don't remember when it started, I asked if she would put an o-fingie in my hair. For the life of her, she could not figure out what an o-fingie was. This went on for months.
Finally, she asked me what one was in such a way that she got her answer. I held up a hair tie that she would use to put my hair up and said "O-fingie."
To this day, we still use that word. It is less of a mouthful than "hair tie" or "pony tail holder."
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