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Originally Posted by desertgrandma
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Anyway.......I'm posting this because I've received pm's asking about how things were going, and I want to say I really appreciate the thoughts.  |
I'm so glad for him, and so glad for you... you both deserve some peace of mind and happiness!
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Originally Posted by phenomshel
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He's still snoozing on the couch at the moment, and I'm - well, I'm sitting here vegetating.
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You go snooze in your bed right now, you
need to get some rest! Chris will be fine because I said so, and caregivers need to take care of themselves whenever they can!
Currently I'm giggling to myself, touching my hair...
Two years ago, I heard of the
Pantene Beautiful Lengths program, and I decided I really wanted to participate, so for the last two years I have let my hair grow, without any cuts. Now long hair doesn't really flatter me, the ideal length for my round face is a little shorter than shoulder lenght, so it was kind of a big deal.
This morning I was untangling my excessively long hair (middle back lenght, such a hassle for me) and I thought that was it, I couldn't stand it any longer. I tied my hair like they say on the Pantene site, with two elastics, and Bf asked if he could cut the pony tail. Told him no probs, just follow the top elastic.
He started cutting.
I felt the scisors moving
vertically when they are suppose to go
horizontally.
Shriek of horror.
Screams.
Apologies ."I didn't realize I was going up, I don't know what happened" he said. I explained roughly that I don't kow why, but that happens when you cut a lot of hair in a bunch, which is why you need to be careful.
Five minutes later I was on my way to find a salon. First one I found was closed, at in the second one I asked for an appointment really really quickly. The little lady offered Monday, so I asked, with a really pityful look, if she could take me today. She answered that they were closing, and asked what was the rush, so I told her that my bf just cut my hair.
New shrieks of horror.
She grabbed me and sat me on a chair with exclamations of "Poor little girl!" and "How could he!", and lots of giggles too, and made something decent out of my hair... kind of a really short bob, 1 cm longer then ear length (waaay too short). I don't like bobs, but she was so nice that I considered it nicer to just shut up and smile.
Hence now, I'm giggling and playing with my hair.