The day had not started well, Son 2 is still being torturous and son 3 decided that he didnt want to sit on his new trike any more on the walk home from school, but instead walk in zig zags or just sit on the floor. Once at home, he wanted to be carried, other wise he would place himself between me and what ever I was trying to do and push me away, or else just put his face right into mine. It was very not conducive to rushing. Then as I was getting us ready to go out for a much dreaded hair cut, he locked himself in the loo. As he is only 22 months this meant I had to dismantle the lock to get him out. Once in the car, I then hit my head on a sticky-out pipe in the garage (and swore a lot). Anyhow, since being her I have had a terrible time with hairdressers, with them going 'there you go, thats lovely' and me wanting to run for cover to the nearest hat shop. There is no other way to say it, I miss my hairdresser back home. So much so that I have seriously considered (for 5 seconds until I think about the cost), flying home. I was lulled into a false sense of security, and had the carpet whiped from under my feet (not that I am one for mixing my metaphors) and for years I havent paid attention to what he actually does when he cuts my hair, but only that when I came out of the salon I enjoyed swinging my locks and that Just Stepped Out of the Salon euphoria. Plus he was always good craic. And now, suddenly I have had to actually think about what he did. After 2 DISASTEROUS dos I had decided to go cheap, seeing as price didnt seem to be a factor in the quality of stylist, and used a Living Social coupon I had purchased in desperation. Anyhow, I am just back, and possibly with the help of a couple of photos of my and my hair in former times, and the fact the stylist was older, and had picked up on my trepidation, its not a bad cut at all, bit shorter than I usually like, but at least I dont have to tie it back everyday now. So yay to Heip and Regus salon.
Now because this salon was in a Maul, I did a bit of window shopping and have ended up with not one but 2 new pairs of Converse Allstars. I have been looking for a while and the only colours they seem to stock for women over here are Durge, and Plop. Neither of which I like. Really and truely I would like a pair of the sparkly Sketcher slipons I see the little girls in my sons preschool class wearing, but they don't do them for women, again, seeming to be of the opion that women like Durge, Plop or PINK!. I don't. Anyhow, in this shop they had some limited, but decent colours, in my size AND if I bought 2 pairs I would get $10 off. Who could resist? Not me! So I didnt :-)
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