This really made me laugh! A couple of years ago, I drove from a small town in Montana to Seattle, Washington, where I moved in with Robert. After getting settled in, I decided it was time to get a Washington state driver’s license. That proved to be more difficult than I thought, since I had allowed my license to expire. I too had to re-take a driving test. Robert still teases me about that.
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My insecurity always increases ten-fold whenever I venture into a hair salon. The reaction is natural enough I suppose. First of all, it’s hard for me to not feel dumpy whenever I find myself in the midst of many fadishly dressed men and women. I’m still wearing pull-on pants and a t-shirt with spit-up on it, for heaven’s sake. Secondly, dreaming of receiving that magical hair style that will transform me from mousy to glamorous guarantees that I’m never happy with the end result. I look better, but I’m certainly not going to give Audrey Hepburn a run for her money.
My nervousness at being in the salon was compounded by the fact that Sam was still at home. I haven’t spent much time away from him until today. It was strange how incomplete I felt. I couldn’t wait to get home and hold him once again.
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I tried working on an applique quilt this afternoon and between the baby crying and the cat jumping on my lap demanding attention, I didn’t get much done and what was done was done poorly. While I wasn’t exactly happy with the results, I’m proud to say that I didn’t throw a temper tantrum or cry my eyes out. I just put it aside and did something else. Perhaps I’ll work on it tomorrow.
I must get my hair cut soon. It’s incredibly shaggy and hard to take care of now. I think it would uplift my spirits a great deal to have it fixed up. Resolved: schedule an appointment sometime this weekend when Robert can watch the baby.
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