But yesterday was Happy Tuesday. I got a hair cut. My barber retired so I had to search for a new one. that's hard to do when one has had the same barber for over 45 years. for some reason, I Equated getting a hair cut with getting a shot from the Dr. ouch! I remember both the barber and my mom trying to soothe me, to no end. Didn't work. You can't fool a kid!
But, he's retired and now I'm going to "Jude's " hair salon. I can't believe how much my hair grew in just 6 months. and all the wrong color. My beautiful jet black hair. gone. must be either something I ate or......old age????
oh the horror....
ok, I'm off
