Girly Stuff.
Today I got my hair colored and cut. Yay. I always feel like the prettiest girl after getting my hair done. (Even though I know that tomorrow when I’m getting ready for work there’s no way I’ll be able to replicate the way my hairdresser styled it.)
After my hair appointment, I went to the jewelry store and picked up a ring that I bought and had sized for the ring finger on my right hand. It’s a three stone aquamarine ring with four small diamonds set in white gold. Very beautiful.
I walked out of the mall feeling like the most gorgeous girl in the world. Then I came home to my puppy (furiously wagging his tail and sniffing my head) and my handsome husband (furiously ignoring me and playing video games) and I felt like the luckiest girl in the world.
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in other news, have you ever thought about the term “hairdresser”? it’s kind of strange, really.
Kathleen…you are the luckiest girl in the world.
<— Jealous
Our dog loves the smell of amonia. It’s weird. Oh, and he loves the taste of neosporin… and anything else.
Right now Seamus is loving the taste of tennis ball fuzz… ALL OVER THE CARPET!