I went to the hair salon a few weeks ago. I’m trying to go blond- again. I KNOW I said I wasn’t going to try that again but, alack! alas! I’m a glutton for punishment. Since moving to Manchester I’ve had a long running issue with my hair. I can’t get the color I want and the cuts leave a lot to be desired. So going blond is a long process where they highlight certain bits and eventually I’ll be all blond. In the meantime I look STRANGE.
As for the cut- I asked for a certain cut. I bring photos in to show them the cut I want. I don’t get the cut I want *sigh*. The last time I asked for an asymmetrical cut. I noticed that lately the hairdresser is afraid to give me what I asked for. Like I’m some old lady and I’m obviously a bit dotty and don’t know what I want and I couldn’t possibly understand what an asymmetrical haircut looks like. AAARGH! So she gave me a mild, watered down asymmetrical haircut. Do you have any idea what that looks like? Well it looks like an old lady haircut with one side cut a smidgen shorter. Not cut so much that you’d actually know it’s an asymmetrical haircut but enough so that it looks like someone made a mistake. AAARGH! So all this gets me to a signature haircut. I’m on the hunt for a funky yet classic cut, something short. Something that I can have for a while. Something that doesn’t take a lot of work. I want to take a shower, shake my head and be done with it.
We had a busy weekend. Once a month on the last Friday of the month I get together with a few local mums.
As you can see we consume a little (but only a little) wine and beer.
Then on Saturday I went to a friends house. There was a little mix-up on exactly when we were supposed to be there. I thought it was Saturday, she thought we were coming on Sunday. In the end (because we were already there) we decided on Saturday. We had some yummy homemade pizza. Strangely I didn’t take any photos.
Today we went to order our bathroom- only to find out the shop was closed! So we’ll be there bright and early tomorrow morning! We went for a little walk this afternoon and ended up at our local park. We pretty much had the park to ourselves- Squidge really enjoyed herself.
Thanks for all the thumbsucking advice (and nonadvice). I think it’s going well. I tell her to stop sucking her thumb and she does. It’s gotten to the point where all I have to say it ‘THUMB’ and she pops it out! She’s also begun to play with me. Sometimes I tell her to take her thumb out and she will then she’ll pop it right back in and I swear she says naneer naneer naneer and jiggles her thumb in her mouth!!