Enough of the depressing stuff, lets talk about my hair

Okay not a great photo, but look at the hair.

This is the beginning of going gray/grey. I prefer grey. This is much shorter than it is has been for awhile. When BD got sick with the cancer I grew my hair longer so I could just whip it up and not worry about fooling with it. I wore it that way for a few years. After BD was mom and again not fooling with the hair was great.

When I decided to bite the bullet and quit coloring I thought to myself "there is nothing more aging than long hanging grey hair. Looks like a hag from an Aesop Fable. Cannot do that. So we cut it and I like it shorter. So far the roots are not making me run for the hills. And this self quaratine keeps people from seeing this if it goes south. In desperation I found a hair color online I can do myself if things get bad. Of course we know that will be a disaster, but again in quarantine.

A few years ago my hairdresser and I tried a new color. It did not work. I wore a hat for one month. Been there done that on bad hair.

Let me know when everyone gets tired of the cat posts

This cat is hilarious. She rolls over and spreads open for a belly rub. Like she is a dog. And she was doing something I think is playing, gently biting my hand and grabbing me with her paws. Only her back paws have claws-but she never clawed me. Like it was a game. She wanted everything rubbed, her head, her ears and her backside at the base of the tail.

I think it is a bad thing when 10 degrees does not feel horribly cold.

I am not having luck styling my new hair do. But it is only one day. When I went in Saturday to get color the gal said she did not remember cutting my hair like that. And I had to say right, you did not do this. And I swear she did a crappy styling job like she had no ownership. Why are people so bitchy. It is hair. And I still let her color it and I think she overcharged me. This could get interesting of my original gal does not come back.

I am agonizing over what to buy my baby as it will be first ever. I know this is silly. I found a gorgeous little white cotton dress and bloomers that look fine for high summer. And a warm outfit for winter.

Just gotta get through this last week of February and start planning for our trip to Savannah the end of March. I am excited, that will be the end of the year with no travel.

How you know you are all finished growing up.

I apologize for all the Sammy The Spanky Dog pictures, but he is just a pretty boy.

I had the week from hell starting up Monday and it is holding true to form. But during my trials and tribulations I got a cart ride (few and far between in this joint) and a vehicular ride-that is a true treat. People are telling me other people like me, and people are telling me they like me. I have certainly sold everyone a good of bills here.

I had to go out and buy new pants this weekend. Upside-my belting of the fat pants finally became unacceptable to wear to work. Downside-Chico's, where I have long bought work clothes has now changed into the only casual clothes mode. Too bad, as these clothes did fit. This is gonna put me on the hunt for work clothes and I hate that in pants. Any woman will tell you, pants are a bitch to buy.

How do I know I am a full grown woman? I have bad hair. There is no getting around it, it is shitty hair. A guy I have known for years sat down and said, "Bad hair day?", and my response was "yep". And I do not care. Yea, I wish it was better but I am not gonna sit down and cry like I would when I was younger. I have a ball cap from my company in the front seat of my car, just in case. It is what it is, even when it is bad.