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Thursday, October 12, 2006

Hooray! A Back to Normal Day


Hershey got a haircut. He's back to being the Poodle Boy. Personally, I thought he was looking quite cute with his longer look, but he prefers to look neater. I think he's happy to be able to see once again. I had my hair "styled" (as much as I ever style it), also. I'm just happy that there's no longer a two-inch gray stripe down the center of my head. What a great day all around!!!

6 Comments:

Blogger Peter (the other) said...

Yeaaaa! Hershey (the chocolate dog). I am so inspired by fellow poodle, I'm off to get shorn meself!

3:58 PM  
Blogger Elsie said...

I picture that you look as dashing as only a poodle could!

5:03 AM  
Blogger Liz Hinds said...

Hershey is a wonderful name for a chocolate poodle! Is he a real sweetie?

I know when it's time for me to go to the hairdressers: I begin to look like a badger.

4:03 PM  
Blogger Elsie said...

Liz, Hershey is a sweetie. Dopey, but sweet. Does looking like a badger make you feel as dowdy as looking like a skunk does me?

6:10 AM  
Blogger Liz Hinds said...

Absolutely, Elsie. But you know what it's like: I put off going to the hairdressers because, well, it's a bit expensive and I really need to justify it a bit more, so by the time I go, I'm looking grey-faced and I feel everything about me is dowdy.

I used to have long hair and never went to the hairdressers; I can't believe how much more I appreciate that looking good makes me feel good too.

I have no intention of going grey gracefully!

4:30 AM  
Blogger Elsie said...

Liz, I NEVER put off going to the hairdresser (this delay was due to my recent physical problems and caused me much distress). I'm, by far, the oldest mom in grade 3, and I refuse to be mistaken for the grandma! I know that would do a number on my psyche. A bit vain, perhaps, but it' s the way it is.

Now if only I knew what to do about all the lines on my face! I think I've tried every potion known to woman, but nothing gets rid of them. And I'm too chicken to go the plastic surgery route. I'm trying to learn to live with them. One more thing. Why do I always think that women with wrinkles look so attractive and that it adds, rather than detracts, from their looks? That is, all women, except me?

9:52 AM  

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