This is my birthday present. Cool huh? My Dad came to visit and wanted to take us out to eat. I told him it would make me sick to spend a $100 eating in a restaurant.
I said if we were going to spend some money I wanted a camera. I am using Piglet's camera and I need to send it to her. I can't keep something that belongs to my kid! But a blogger has to have a camera... I am so excited it is really cool. My hunny and my Dad went in on this together. We got a great deal. They talked about wrapping it up until my birthday. I talked about killing them both. You know, "over your dead bodies." Think for one second that I am going to wait to use this camera.
This is my Dad he's playing with my computer. Our whole family is hopelessly addicted to technology. I think he was pleased that I didn't get all excited about eating. He suggested in a nice diplomatic way that I get into a weight reduction plan for my feet. Yeah, I know. The poor little things have broken under the burden. However the good news is we had a great visit and I have a camera to play with! We did not break the bank at any eateries either.
My Dad was impressed with my computer. He saw my blog about Jimmy's glasses and went out and bought a pair just like them! He thought the desk Jimmy built was pretty fine too.
Don't the glasses look familiar?
Dad and Jim checking out the back yard finery. The lawn tractor broke, so there it sits. Jim is mechanically inclined which is a good thing, he already ordered the parts to repair it. In the south we say "fixin" for a lot of reasons, in this case he would be fixin to fix it.
Dad queried, "Where does that drain go?" Jim replied, "I am not sure, let me see." We have lived here 9 years and he never wanted to know before? That surprised me. Or he looked a long time ago and can't remember, which wouldn't surprise me at all.
The men are in a deep discussion, it could be about anything. It could be about politics, how hot it is, what is planted there, or which way that drain pipe went. We had a great visit.
Dad was impressed with Madison. I am thinking about taking some photos out and about and show you the sights with my new camera. We have never left the homestead before. You might be a wee bit curious about what is around here.
My Dad flew back home today. We both left the house at 9:30am. He went on his trip home, I went on my trip to the beauty parlor.
Have I mentioned the heat lately? Record breaking sweaty heat.
I mentioned the heat to my hairdresser. We talked about short. Her idea of short is more than what mine is. I'm scared to show you. Take a deep breath ok?
There isn't much left. Not much at all. I told myself to breathe deeply. I almost started crying. I have a lot of wrinkles. When did that happen? I cropped out most of them, isn't that cool?
My hairdresser was impressed with the hair color I did myself, she said it was beautiful.
But then she cut off all my hair.
OK this is it. It looks better in this picture than when I look in the mirror. When I look in the mirror I hyperventilate. I am much cooler bald. This is a comfortable in the heat do. I am reaching here. No brush or comb required. Seriously a few fingers threw it will do the job. It looks like more hair than it is.
The back. The longest hairs are not even 2 inches long. I have NEVER EVER EVER in my life had my hair cut this short. Panic...sigh...sob... and the most amazing thing ever is, my husband who HATES short hair with a passion....LIKES IT. Go figure.
The good news is it didn't break the camera.
Just when you calm down about one big deal another one happens.
A lot of folks thought I was still hanging about the house in Felton. I guess I didn't write the end of my previous post very clearly. We are over it. The course is set straight ahead through the blistering heat of summer in the south and the fast track to financial freedom. I've got the hair do for it.