Wow. Simon's a piece of fucking work.

In semi-related news, if I have any energy left when the therapy session is over, I'm going to urgent care to see if I broke a rib on Friday. Wheee.

Fingers crossed that it's just a bone bruise (Paul had one from a playground injury years ago when Squeak was little--he really thought he'd broken it from how much it hurt, but apparently, that's not as common.)

Simon is clearly the worst.

In mememe news, I'm trying to decide whether to grow out my hair to its natural color, which the roots suggest might be on the peppery side of salt and pepper. But I'm afraid doing so would make me look older than I'm ready for, and I've had artificially chestnut-to-auburn hair so long it just feels like my real hair. I have a cut-and-color appointment on Thursday, and I'm thinking of asking my stylist to try to match my original dark brown as a sort of intermediate step.

I'll listen to any and all advice. Part of me is looking forward to having so much gray hair I can dye it fun bright colors without all the hassle and hair damage of bleaching it, and when my mom was maybe 10-15 years older than I am now she had the most beautiful silver hair you ever saw. But I don't think I'm in either of those places yet. I know I want a change, but I'm not sure what.

Condolences to shrift and lisah.

I thought I had more to say but by the time I caught up I lost it.

My only thought on your hair choice, Susan, is that if the roots look more pepper than salt it's probably too early to make that transition. But see what your stylist says.

So much ~ma, Epic. So very much.

Oh, Epic. I wish I could hug you for real. I'm sending all the good wishes for everything your way.

{{{Epic}}}

Oh no epic. Good thoughts for it being nothing.

All the ~ma and comforting hairpats, Epic

{{{Epic}}} Yes, the waiting is so hard. Sending ~ma for everything from quick scheduling to better than anticipated results. Also, sending love.