Maintenance
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Achy Breaky Creaky Self
I’m alive and well after making much ado over my stint at the keyboard yesterday. But barely. I can honestly say that if I had been writing fiction, then I may have ended the day on a higher note, without… Continue reading
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I owe, I owe, so off to work I go.
Well, it’s happened. I actually have a responsibility that will take up quite a bit of my writing time. And I actually get paid to do it. Yes, it’s writing. No, it isn’t creative — well, not creative writing. The… Continue reading
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Third Pounders, Slim-Fast & a Stevia Chaser to Go, Please.
I’ve got food on my brain today. I know you’re currently questioning an image of me with a fried egg on my head or something. Or perhaps wondering if I’ve gone bonkers having decided that if I lay food on… Continue reading
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I told you.
All of you faithful short hair scientists know that I’ve been making a weak assed attempt to lose some weight over the past few months. The real focus has been to eat and live in a more healthy way —… Continue reading
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Hair Truce at the O.K. Salon
I survived the salon. I was described as “glowing” by Marco and Jocelyn — before the big equipment rolled out. It must be those hot flashes I endure nightly. People are beginning to notice. I must be singed around… Continue reading
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Salon today, gone tomorrow.
Okay. Let’s hunker down and discuss the really important things in life. Like hair. Think about it. Why else would someone have come up with the concept of a “Bad Hair Day?” I’ve taken it to new levels. I guess… Continue reading
