It is fucking hot, and these people in Europe don't believe in air conditioning. They just run around in 100-degree heat, looking all chic and continental.
Damn them and their chic continentalness! Where do they learn it?
Dim sum was had, though both friends who were supposed to come bailed--one texted, the other said she had thought we were meeting at 1:30, not 11:30. Oops. Ah well. Then we ransacked Goodwill. Yay, sister.
My ability to find horizontal surfaces to nap on on mornings of days I need to start cleaning remains epic.
Oh, yes! just thinking about cleaning makes me sleepy!
I too, bruise easily and I have my mother's nearly transparent skin so my veins look like road maps. You can imagine how well the bruises show. I discover new ones in the shower all the time. "wow, that's a big one, you'd think I would remember that happening!"
I can injure myself on anything. It's a proven fact.
I also hate vacuuming, but it's the noise. I'd rather use an old fashioned broom than put up with it. I keep my hair short so I don't need a hairdryer.
I have Ki! Love that color.
I keep my hair short so I don't need a hairdryer.
I don't use a hairdryer no matter what the length of my hair. Okay, I use one maybe 5-10 times a year, but not often. The one cut I had that required a hairdryer was a bob, and I grew it out when I realized that 2 toddlers = no time to style my hair in the morning.
Wedding went off without a hitch, cousin of the mother's bride was content with the flowers I put in front of the offending mulch, rain held off until the very last guest got their car from the valet. Hopefully there won't be any complaining missives to the rental administrator. Very pretty wedding.
My hair would never be dry if I didn't use a hairdryer, unless it were shorter than like an inch. It took hours to dry just from sweating this afternoon.
I can now cross having a threesome under the open sky in a backyard swimming pool off my bucket list. Needless to say, it was a fun afternoon.
I haven't used a hairdryer for almost thirty years now. One of the tips on handling lino for printing recommended warming it up with a hairdryer, and I haven't decided on the substitute yet--hold it face down over the hot stove, maybe?
I haven't bruised myself much recently, but you can't tell. I'm toting around bruises that are five, ten years old. I expect to take them to my grave, unless I misplace my legs before that for any reason.
No threesome, but I did get my nails done. A satiny green and I am quite pleased with it.