Last night I got my hair cut. Off. Most of it. It is now blonde and short. I will get used to it. I was hoping to get some reactions at the meeting this morning, but there were only four of us there, me and three men. Not the kind of men who notice my hair, dammit!
My daughters and neighbor liked it. It takes me a while to figure out whether I like things, so I am still sitting on the fence about this one....
Speaking of fences, I bought some more Christmas lights this morning to finish the front porch, but I have decided to put some lights along the top of the little fence between my front yard and back yard. So, back to Target I go.
On the way I am dropping my daughter off at an NA meeting. Praise God. It was actually her idea.
I know that recovery CAN and DOES happen, but I have been down this road with her for so many years, 15 to be precise. I know that as much as I love her, God loves her even more, because He is that much more capable.
Oh, and the rest of the weekend I hope to spend knitting. I made a pair of mittens this week, and am now working on purple felted slippers. Oh, how I love to knit!