My hair had grown while I had been confined to the house with the bum leg that is still healing. I asked Old Man Watching to trim my neck hairs with his shaver one morning. That was a mistake. I ended up with big chunks of hair missing at the back of my head. So I got my good friend, Joanne, to take me for a 'real' haircut. The poor hairdresser just shuddered and said the only way she could fix it was to do a #2. That is like a military haircut. Even then there were a few chunks missing. OH WELL in two weeks....
The Crones gathered at Crazy Anne's last weekend and poor Neal kept leaving to hide downstairs to watch sports. He did make us pizza though.
Last night I hosted a Bon Voyage party for our lovely Crone, Genevieve, who is going to Australia for a month. It was another fun gathering of the Crones for a few hours.
I haven't been able to travel far on the ice and bumpy ruts outside so have been exercising my game leg by pacing inside. I have also finished 4 prayer shawls to keep myself from going bonkers watching mindless TV. This inactive life is just not for me. hissss hissss hissss