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I'm Almost Out Of Gas

This day right here, the one about to end, has kicked my arse.  The girls and I went to get G and Zman this morning and the dictator girl was so excited. We all came back to our house and got our hairs done up. The girl got an inch or so off though you really can't tell. It looks fuller for sure but I'm glad that, lengthwise, you can't really tell. 

Then came my haircut.

It is super duper short. Alas, no photos just yet. I have to wait the day or so like usual. I love the cut, don't get me wrong, but I need a day to get used to it. Tomorrow I'll have my awesome mother in law take some. I think some people will be shocked, some that know me better will just roll with it. Next month, when we go to LaCrosse to see G, et al., I'll be getting the coloring done. I don't know if I should go blonde or black. Black is the only color my hair hasn't been. It's been purple, red, orange, blond, etc. I'm thinking of big red chunky highlights in it, no matter what the color. So.....blonde or black people? I need some opinions here. 

My day tomorrow looks like so much fun. The husband is sick and actually said, "If I don't feel better tomorrow, I want to go to the doctor". I just about passed out. This man always fights me on this topic. So I may be taking him in plus the boy is coughing and being almost lethargic (for him at least) and the girl?Her UTI is under control but her cough and all the crap in her chest has been keeping all of us her up for the last couple nights. At least if they all three have to go in, the Family Clinic and Children's Clinic are in the same building, same waiting room, different reception desks but it wouldn't be the first time I've had to run between them both answering nurses and clerks.

Aaaand my father in law has been coughing a little more tonight too though I think he would say he feels fine. My awesome mother in law, the baby and I all seem to be ok. Knowing our luck, we'll get sick when everyone else is ok. Murphy? I've done good by you, please don't come knockin' at my door. Thanks.

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