hair today . . .

some things just need to be put right out there:

a truism as far as i'm concerned.  snort.  or slurp.  or both.

and since my hair is finally getting longer, i am playing with it to see if i can find ways to put it up for our paddle on the high seas and just in general because really, who wants to see an old(er) lady with hair hanging down her back besides me.  and so, i watch all the videos i can find on the subject that seem age appropriate because after all, even i agree pigtails and fountains are ridiculous at my age.

here is try number one but keep in mind, kidlet and i went clothes shopping and quite a few tops and sweaters went on and off over this do:

you can tell, i am not good at selfies and a mirror.

and i'm surprised how un-red my hair has gotten over the years.

and yes, i know i need some mousse and spray or gorilla glue to keep the hairs in place but it least it is up and out of the way.  and yes, i am still wearing the 9TS's shirts.

i have a few more months to practice.  if things take a nose dive, i'll go back to kristen, my hairdresser before i let it go, and ask for some major help or a wig.

life is good.

happy. happy.

yesterday was another drop dead gorgeous day in florida.  a high of 61º which was perfect for jeans and turtleneck sweater and a drive up the ocean for an art show with robin and julie:

checking out the booths and the shrubs since it was held in a nursery.  oh and there were dragons!!!

and more dragons:

and more:

 and flowering everything:

 oh and dolphin:

and in the midst, i found joanie's birthday present.  i hope i remember by december 8.

and then this view of a very blue sky up through the trees:

and then we headed to jt's for a quick beer with vicki and paul and then on to captain's bbq with julie's husband, randy and robin's husband, david for a late lunch.  i scoffed down a pulled pork sammie with a side of mac and cheese and another brewski.  plus a little take-out for kidlet.

perfect day.  perfect company.  so much fun.  thanks, robin, for a great one!!!

i won't grow up . . .

hens lunches are about more than just food.  and when we dropped down to daytona to munch at caribbean jack's, we had to play with the big chair a la lily tomlin:

i conned joanie into trying out the chair first.  she is always so obliging. she looks just like eloise, doesn't she!

after lunch, we had to give it another try, now that the sun was on that side of the building.  lee scrambled up and in.

i love these shots.  we were laughing so hard and grinning from ear to ear.

aren't they cute:

and then they made me hop in.  hop being the operative word:

then it was lee and me:

and finally, a passerby was called in to help and got the three of us.  by this time, lee had figured out how to cheat and was climbing in under the arm of the chair:

we'll grow up some day, but not to soon.

and this gem.

happy birthday . . .

my dear 9TS!!!!

and still, four years later . . .

cancer sucks.

nothing like putting things off . . .

i'm watching all three seasons of Lie To Me.  i really liked that show and basically forgot about it until i was looking for something to iron to.

four episodes and five loads of laundry done.  29 tops ironed.  no, there was nothing left in my closet.  and yes, i iron about four times a year.  i'll have to repeat the process tomorrow to get my slacks ironed and the hand wash done.  but first i have to attack the bathroom sink with drain-o.  it's sluggish.  anemic. constipated and suffering from depression.

it's 81º today.  i refuse to put the a/c on.  i know mother nature is just messing with me.  tomorrow will top out in the 60's.  happy.  happy.  happy.

it will get better . . .

our homework is to throw away our mouse for the week.  i made it an hour.  it's hard to retrain my brain.

on a good note, after much frustration, i managed to set up the short cuts on my intuos3.  now if i need a new document, new layer, brush or undo a mess i made, i just hit a single key and i'm good to go.  so much fun. i am going to try and be good and use the pen as much as possible.

my favorite birds.  what is the plural of ibis?  ibi?

 they are so ridiculous.

they look like something dr. seuss made up.

and then there is this:

i rest my case.