Lopped off a foot of hair this weekend. Headaches have disappeared. Still longish – about mid-back. Salon will send it to Locks of love. Silly things I don’t need to do again – permit earnest salon lady to talk me into waxing any body parts. Certainly not lips. I’ll stick with the moustache next time.
Kate’s class went well Saturday. Hard to bark when your mouth is full of treats. Played touch, sit, down, stand, look at that dog without barking, look at me, roll over, walk by me. She was full and tired at the end. Teresa did a nice job explaining clicker.
Highlight of Saturday night – sharing a dance with my husband at a work function. Better than the really tasty sushi, even.
Good things to go with Linda and John’s balsamic raspberry deliciousness – taste tested by me – baked ak beets, tuna (the whole fish, not that nasty junk in the can), salad, ice cream (really), red bell pepper, goat cheese. The beets have been the best match.
No word from CCPDT on the status of my application, but it is early yet. Fingers crossed.
More weekend virtue – cleaned the chicken coop and refilled with three bales of shavings. Oh the chicken glee.