We (Lukin and I) survived the haircut. It was traumatic because they set him on this chair and strapped him in and right away he got this terrified look on his face and started bawling. He lived because some lady came over and was blowing bubbles with this little toy and he was distracted enough by that so the lady could cut his hair. I couldn't believe it took all of 15 minutes. I should have short boy hair so my hair appointments take that little time.
Speaking of appointments, I am going to go and get my nails done tonight before Thanksgiving and Vegas. I am not going to make an appointment because I don't like the lady that keeps doing my nails and giving me a card. She makes me bleed every time, and/or makes my nails ache. That can't be good either. So I am going to hope I get the old lady. She is the mom or something and she does a great job and she doesn't hurt my nails.
What else do I know? I know that I need new jeans and/or khakis for Christmas. My pants are too big and I spend half the time pulling them up. So, Stacie take a note, and let mom know too, that is what I want for Christmas.
I just noticed that I am wearing blue today and that I wore a big comfy blue sweater yesterday and that I will wear a sweater with blue in it tomorrow. That's not very festive for Thanksgiving. But whatever.
Well, better get back to writing my report. I haven't had any kids this morning. Tuesday is my assessment morning, and then the classes that I usually go into have a sub that is just letting them play on their computers so they aren't doing anything they need help with so I am just sitting in my room bored with doing reports.
Have a swell day!
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