Buffy? I like that. That girl's so hot, she's buffy.

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Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


vw bug - Apr 20, 2007 6:02:21 am PDT #5942 of 10003
Mostly lurking...

sj, I would call. Or, I might just show up. No, I would call first. This is a hairdresser you go to on a regular basis right? She'd want to know, and she wants to keep you as a client, so she'll probably really try to make/keep you happy.


sj - Apr 20, 2007 6:04:26 am PDT #5943 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Yeah, she's my regular hairdresser. I'll give her a call in a couple of hours.


juliana - Apr 20, 2007 6:14:47 am PDT #5944 of 10003
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Then JZ and Matilda and I will take her to see the Vivienne Westwood exhibit in the museum in GG Park.

Oh! I thought we were doing this tomorrow post-brunch. I would have given DJ my pass if I'd known y'all were doing this today. I'm sorry!


Vortex - Apr 20, 2007 6:27:06 am PDT #5945 of 10003
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Hair question: When my hair was done two weeks ago, my hairdresser bleached a few sections of hair and then dyed all of my hair with a bright red dye. The problem is the color is still bleeding when I wash my hair and some of the bright red streaks have turned orange and some are almost blonde. My hair looks like too many colors, and I don't like it. Should I call my hairdresser, or do the bright dyes just fade that way?

call, or better yet, drop by if it's not too much out of your way. She might want to see it anyway


Aims - Apr 20, 2007 6:37:22 am PDT #5946 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Ugh. Drizzly and yuk outside. I was picking up the steam cleaner to attack the couch and loveseat with this morning after I dropped Em off at school, but she woke up with a fever of 100.9. And she threw up. So, she's having some toast and juice on the couch and watching Clifford. Poor Punky.


Laura - Apr 20, 2007 6:37:22 am PDT #5947 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.

Okay, that's a lie. I'd be unhappy for a month, then when I went back, I'd tell the hairdresser what happened and ask if there was something we could do to prevent it, and she would say, "You should have called me. If you have a problem, you shouldn't wait 'til your next appointment. Let me know, because I'm happy to fix it."

In love with this answer, and Cindy of course.


sj - Apr 20, 2007 6:47:19 am PDT #5948 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Poor, Em. I hope she's feeling better soon.


Aims - Apr 20, 2007 6:56:40 am PDT #5949 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Me, too. Big yard sale is this weekend and I need to steam clean the sofa and loveseat.


Cashmere - Apr 20, 2007 7:06:23 am PDT #5950 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.

Back from the pediatrician. Owen's healthy as a horse but we've got to get him evaluated for developmental delays/speech therapy. He's missing a lot of benchmarks for a 3 year old (Can't tell you his name, if he's a boy or a girl, can't draw a circle, the communication skills are lagging, etc.) I've got a call into the director of special ed for our school system and am waiting for a call back. Now I have have to navigate the system to see if he qualifies for early intervention and see what programs they offer.

Feh. I feel like I didn't do something right (although I KNOW that's not true). He's beautiful and smart but I've had this nagging feeling that something wasn't quite hitting on all cylinders. And I have NO idea how long it will take to get him in to be evaluated so I get to sit and worry.


vw bug - Apr 20, 2007 7:09:31 am PDT #5951 of 10003
Mostly lurking...

Oh, Aims and Cashmere. Rough mom day.

Cashmere, go easy on yourself. You've done *everything* right.