oops.
This is what happens when I wait too long to go and get my hair cut. My bangs fall victim to my horribly bad hair cutting skills. I don't usually touch anything else...but does it really matter? Everyone can tell that I've just taken scissors to my hair and somethings gone awry (?). I'm trying to grow my hair out for a wedding that I'm involved in. It's not until next June but I'm almost past that awkward stage of hair growth...well, I was. Leave it to me to screw it up. Looks like I'll have to make a visit to the hairdresser very very soon (or it might all come off).
one great quote...
"whenever i get gloomy with the state of the world, i think of the arrivals gate at heathrow airport. general opinion makes out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, i don't see that. seems to me that love is everywhere. often it's not articularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there. fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. when the planes hit the twin towers, i have reason to believe that none of the calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge, they were all messages of love. if you look for it, i've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually is all around." -Love Actually
2 comments:
you'd make your hubby very happy with that last sentence... :)
oh! :) i used to do that too. (years ago) AND i have a nasty colic as well so you can imagine how attractive that turned out.
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