I'm cranky.
Being sick sucks. I got myself a raging case of strep throat on Monday, followed quickly by a wicked cold. Spent most of Tuesday in bed, felt slightly better yesterday, but got another kick in the pants today with relentless sneezing and nose dripping. I'm a hot mess.
But...I'm also a trooper and I ventured out this morning to get my hair highlighted. My hair dresser is pleasant and easy to talk to, and she tolerated my sneezing and snot fountain without comment. And since I'm not particularly picky, and hair is just hair, I don't ever tell her when I'm not 100% happy. Last time she over highlighted my hair...I looked like a beach blond, and over time my roots looked horrendous. This time it's not light enough. But...I like it, it will grow in nicely over the winter and it improved my mood significantly.
Worked for the rest of day the with moderate success, and called it quits at 4pm. Sweet Mother, where the fuck I am going with all this? I can't quite complete a thought. Mmmm, let's see. We rushed through a hastily prepared dinner so as to get the girls to Brownies on time. Tore out the door, pulled right up to the door at school, raced up the to...an empty cafeteria. Fucking Brownies. Wrong week.
So I blew my diet and stopped to buy some Cherry Panda Paws Ice Cream. Ah. So nice.
And that's it. No, no it isn't. Steve can't find his wallet. Hasn't seen it since Tuesday. You can see why this might be a problem. His accounts haven't been touched, so we're not freaking yet, but will cancel his cards tomorrow if we don't hear back from the church gym where Jack had practice on Tuesday.
Tomorrow is another day.
"Other things may change us, but we start and end with family" -Anthony Brandt
12 comments:
I'd go to my hair dresser with small pox if I had to. Takes me 3 months to get in.
That's what she said.
Well, I don't have to wait that long, but I should be ashamed to have walked around with my three inch dark roots for the last TWO months. Pitiful.
Pitiful indeed. I'm thinking of going "honey" blond. Can you dye your eyebrows?
Yes, you can. VERY VERY CAREFULLY!! I would hate to have to buy you a long white cane for Christmas next year.
I'll make my hairdresser do it.
I wonder how much extra it would be to have the carpet match the drapes?!?!
Mmmm. Interesting question. I guess it depends on what team your hairdresser dude plays for. Could be free!
He's not g-a-y, but he still wouldn't do it for free. After 13 years of going to him he wouldn't even blink at the request.
There are no topics that are taboo and nothing too gross to talk about. When I got married he demanded "to see the sheet" on our next appointment. He's twisted,
but not cheap.
OH NO !!!!! This is too too much for your poor mother to comprehend. Send picture of yourself for approval. Bird you should have your bad thoughts exorcised.
One question... Who still has carpet??? Lol!
Y'all take after the part of my ancestry that made my mother tight-lipped and pinchy-faced.
Tami - mom says go wash your mouth out.
Tami, I prefer Dove soap, you may want to try that. It leaves the least amount of after-taste.
Tami, take the Bird's advice. Nothing beats experience.
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