Up before anyone else. In a few minutes the house will begin to wake up a bit. Dogs have been let out and fed...Violet on my lap smelling of Skin-So-S*ft. She's too sensitive to the fancy flea medications (Fr*ntline, etc.), and those products make her jittery to the point of it being worrisome. I've read that the ingredients in those sorts of flea repellents contain something to attack the flea's nervous system....icky that it seems to attack Violet's. UGH. So we filled a spray bottle with water and some of Av*n's SSS and while it seems to repel the fleas, still, it's necessary to keep re-applying either that or diluted tea tree oil. Frustrating.
Colored my hair last night (Revl*n's Colorsilk #33), and thrilled with the result. Also, considering that it's one of the cheaper brands and was on sale at W*lgreen's for 2 bucks last week...too cool. My hair is SO shiny this morning. Very pleased. Very, very. Lately my hair's been growing faster, and maybe I can credit the warmer weather---explain that to me. Anyway, when the little girls make comments about mom's hair looking sparkly where my sideburns would be (if I was a guy and HAD sideburns!), then it's time to color!
Funny thing about womanly self-maintenance. My husband gets so tickled when I do girlie things. Like polish my fingernails and toenails, or do my hair, or buy new clothes, or any of the number of things that females do to make themselves look pretty. It especially gives me pause when I look at this guy who I married who'd look FINE sitting on a Harley telling me that he likes the pink nail polish I have on. He's such a totally masculine-looking guy, but he's interested in girlie stuff. Go figure.
Must go scratch my head (and no, it's not the fleas!). Life puzzles me and that ain't no lie. Beyond that, though, looking forward to the day. Planning on (hear me? Planning on....) getting the whole house dusted (hahaha) and especially our bedroom cleaned up. There are way too many homeless items in this house that need to be put away, besides I'm thinking my attitude should improve when the house looks spiffy.
Ought to take before/after photos for inspiration. Or maybe not! Must fly.
Colored my hair last night (Revl*n's Colorsilk #33), and thrilled with the result. Also, considering that it's one of the cheaper brands and was on sale at W*lgreen's for 2 bucks last week...too cool. My hair is SO shiny this morning. Very pleased. Very, very. Lately my hair's been growing faster, and maybe I can credit the warmer weather---explain that to me. Anyway, when the little girls make comments about mom's hair looking sparkly where my sideburns would be (if I was a guy and HAD sideburns!), then it's time to color!
Funny thing about womanly self-maintenance. My husband gets so tickled when I do girlie things. Like polish my fingernails and toenails, or do my hair, or buy new clothes, or any of the number of things that females do to make themselves look pretty. It especially gives me pause when I look at this guy who I married who'd look FINE sitting on a Harley telling me that he likes the pink nail polish I have on. He's such a totally masculine-looking guy, but he's interested in girlie stuff. Go figure.
Must go scratch my head (and no, it's not the fleas!). Life puzzles me and that ain't no lie. Beyond that, though, looking forward to the day. Planning on (hear me? Planning on....) getting the whole house dusted (hahaha) and especially our bedroom cleaned up. There are way too many homeless items in this house that need to be put away, besides I'm thinking my attitude should improve when the house looks spiffy.
Ought to take before/after photos for inspiration. Or maybe not! Must fly.
