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why doesn't the laundry fold itself
Sep. 5th, 2015 11:06 pmI didn't get out to run today, but I am okay with that. The weather was so wishy-washy until this evening. Tomorrow though, that will be a priority.
Today Miss Biscuit asked for me to trim her hair a bit. She has never had her hair trimmed in her entire short life. I didn't take off very much. Just a bit to kind of even things out and make the ends look a bit less straggly. It is still very very long. I have always left it up to her, as it is her head and body, but today she felt the urge.
Then we went into town with Senor Onion, who needed a slight trim. He likes to keep his hair fairly long/shaggy but he really can't see out. The lady couldn't cut his hair right away as she was with someone else, but said, "give us half an hour." so I took them over to the teeny department store cafe for a treat. They ate croissants, and I had this baked cornish cheesecake (which they helped me with.) and we had a quick glance at things on sale. The lady who cut Senor Onion's hair did a nice job. It is a bit tidier, but still shaggy the way he likes it. Very much a hair-cut of the early 70s when I glance at it.
I made chicken pie for dinner. Mr. Jenner's favorite. I could commit a felony, and he would still say, "these things happen... you don't understand officer, she makes really good chicken pie."
Today Miss Biscuit asked for me to trim her hair a bit. She has never had her hair trimmed in her entire short life. I didn't take off very much. Just a bit to kind of even things out and make the ends look a bit less straggly. It is still very very long. I have always left it up to her, as it is her head and body, but today she felt the urge.
Then we went into town with Senor Onion, who needed a slight trim. He likes to keep his hair fairly long/shaggy but he really can't see out. The lady couldn't cut his hair right away as she was with someone else, but said, "give us half an hour." so I took them over to the teeny department store cafe for a treat. They ate croissants, and I had this baked cornish cheesecake (which they helped me with.) and we had a quick glance at things on sale. The lady who cut Senor Onion's hair did a nice job. It is a bit tidier, but still shaggy the way he likes it. Very much a hair-cut of the early 70s when I glance at it.
I made chicken pie for dinner. Mr. Jenner's favorite. I could commit a felony, and he would still say, "these things happen... you don't understand officer, she makes really good chicken pie."
