We finally have internet at our house. Is it 1997? Turns out we were hit by lightning; that’s the 2nd time this year and possibly the 367th since 1997.
In a recent conversation with Linds I said in an applausable tone Good for you. I really meant it and I then I got to thinking, you can say it one way and it sounds nice, but if you change your tone, it sounds so sassy. So, I got all squirrely and said GOOD for YOU.
I finished the conversation, but kept telling myself throughout the day GOOD FOR YOU in my sassy ass tone.
I might be nuts.
Honestly, I had nothing to blog about today.
Then I remembered possibly the most important thing ever:
I see my stylist religiously. No, not just on Sundays, but every six weeks we would visit and I’d have highlights and a trim.
I was due for that 7 weeks ago. So…..back to me doing math which is my least favorite thing ever. 7+6=13.
It’s been 13 weeks since my tendrils have been attended to. Salons opened a while ago, but my Liz doesn’t have anyone to watch her kids now that school and summer camp are cancelled.
Ma hairs are so long….
Ok, maybe not really long, but long for how I’ve been keeping it lately. And darker too.
Notice how I didn’t offer myself up to watch her kids. I’m nice, but not a maniac.
She offered to come to my house and I thought I would do that when I felt it necessary. But, I think I’m ok.
Am I ok?
I’ll see my girls on Sunday and get their opinion on the matter. They’ll tell me the truth. But it’s been kind of nice being (semi) low(ish)maintenance. Well, I’m still getting my nails did, because I’m not an animal.
And while I’m on the subject of the most important thing, I found out this past year that I have some gray hairs. I was so surprised to see them finally show up. It was like being 15 again and waiting for my period to come so I can suffer like the rest of my friends. I’m not so worried about them because I’m hoping they will have a coarser texture and it might look like I have SOME actual adult hairs on my head instead of toddler hair.
Also, won’t I be more distinguished? Is that how it works?
Anyhoo. For someone who doesn’t always have something to blog about I sure can fill a page.
*takes a bow* Wait, did someone just shout GOOD FOR YOU in the back row?
Happy Father’s Day to all you Dads, stepdads, Moms who are the Dads, Fur dads and doo-dads too.
What are y’all up to this weekend? Flying to Vegas or a weekend on the Riviera? Or are you cleaning your much too-used face masks.
*sigh* One day, this will hopefully be a distant memory.