A Good Hair Day

My closest friends are all very different women from each other. A universal creed, however, is shared by all:


The Postal Service has nothing on us. We will go to our appointments when we are sick wearing a dust mask as to not infect anyone else, we will go on crutches in a snow storm, we will go while in labor and we will go with an open wound. (Only one of these examples is made up and it’s possibly not the one you think.)

I wonder what appointment my hair stylist won’t miss? I should have asked her today. But she wouldn’t have heard me through my mask . . .

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Just Like Riding A Blog

Almost three years to the day of my last post, I return to blogging.

So much has happened during my time away, I didn’t know where to begin.

It turns out the biggest hurdle is not my visual impairment but remembering a sign-on and password which have been dormant all this time.

I can no longer ride a bike but I can blog.

Let’s take the ole girl out for a spin.

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