I have spent a whole day with you and never noticed any such thing, FWIW.
Zen, you are very sweet and obviously too kind to stare!
For the record, I have a similar problem with facial asymmetry, and I think the asymmetrical hair might actually draw attention away from it if your stylist is good and suits your hair to your face.
My much-loved stylist gives me swooped to the side bangs, which help a little, but anything more dramatic might be too much. The imbalance is so pronounced, even my earrings are off kilter. Perhaps it appears as if I have a quirky head tilt!
I am not worried about tree-climbing crocs. Not a lot of trees that could support a croc hereabouts.
Timelies all!
Taking advantage of the free wi-fi in the lobby while eating breakfast.
Sue and shrift both have adorable hair.
In other news, could I get some generalized ~ma, as I'm thisclose to tipping over the edge into a prolonged funk? There are a few health issues that are probably not helping (toothache, bladder infection), and I've also been feeling kind of invisible/useless of late, both online and in RL. ISTG, in some meetings I've been in at work lately, I feel like Marcie. And some of these are meetings I'm leading!
You're not invisible here, Anne. All kinds of ~ma!
General ~ma, Anne. The only kind funk I want for you is musical.
I just apologized to one of my cats for letting it get all damp outside. That's probably a bad precedent.
Thank you both. Other than generally not feeling well physically, I'm not sure what triggered this. It just seems like all the old abusive self-talk got stuck on 'repeat' after someone turned the volume up to 11.
What I really need to be careful about is wallowing in this and doing nothing else all day. That'll just make things worse. So, I have pulled together a to-do list for the morning. Maybe a sense of accomplishment will help derail things.
I will join you in the doing of things, as soon as I finish my coffee. So much needs doing, and I actually do have energy today, so maybe I can get enough done that I at the end of the day I can tell I did something. That would be exciting.
I have a hanging birdbath in my front yard, on what I refer to as my iron tree. Walter wrapped his lead around the base, so I went to lead him back around it to give him more freedom of movement and managed to dump the birdbath on my head.
Pretty disgusting. And, in hindsight, inevitable, though I was surprised at the time.
