Yesterday was a busy day for me. I didn't even accomplish all that I had planned and wanted to. But I did get the 'most important' that affects me, completed.
I went to Needles of Hope and was there the full three hours. From there, because I had time, and because it was next door, I went to Ross and did a little shopping, keeping an eye on the clock. I knew I had at least 30 minutes to 'waste' before I needed to head over to see my friend Joe. I bought wrapping paper, a blouse, and a few other things, so I did get a variety. Finally, it was time to head over to see Joe - and this part is funny.
I get there about 10 minutes before my appointment. I sit down on the bench with the others. I didn't see Joe (12:50PM) so figured he was still at lunch. He usually has me come back a few minutes early. I pulled out my phone and started going through it, glancing up occasionally. At one time I thought I saw him at his station, and then he was gone. I waited. 1PM. 1:02PM. I'm glancing around the station as I know he is always prompt. I see a man sitting off in one of the chairs with the hair dryers. I look, and because he was at a distance, and I haven't seen him for a few months, I kept staring, asking myself, "Is that Joe? Why is he just sitting there, looking at the door?" Finally, I get up and start walking that way - and as soon as 'this man' saw me, he had the funniest look on his face of surprise!
It seems he saw me as he glanced at who was there, and knowing that I am always early, he was watching for me.... but because of my brown hair (he hasn't seen me in brown hair for a long while!) and it was up in a ponytail, he didn't recognize me until I stood up and walked his way. We both had a good laugh about it.
I showed him a couple of my former 'short hair, yet not short' photos of the past (which he had cut and styled for me back then), and we talked about what I wanted, and the reason why I was doing it. Joe is a Christian, so he and I often talk about the Bible and about life. He washed my hair, and then combed it out. And I closed my eyes. I told him I needed a 'bridge' to the shorter hair, so don't go too short, but just above the shoulders. He did it perfectly, and just what I wanted. It will also help the thin spots start growing. He fixed my bangs.
He did remember telling me not to cut bangs, because I have that wonderful cowlick in front that won't let them stay together. But he said he did not remember telling me not to dye my hair (I told him that story too) - and we agreed that it was probably because of the upkeep, which can get expensive. I did ask him about highlighting my hair now that it was dark - and he said he could - so we have scheduled another appointment on the 18th for me to go back and he will highlight my hair.
Pretty soon, no one will be able to recognize me, right?
From there I was going to see Ms. Diane, but it was close to 2:30PM and we had a birthday party at 4PM, so I called Ms. Diane and told her I would come see her today. It worked out as she said she was heading into more rehab. They have already gotten her walking 149-150 feet at one time so I guess 3 hours of therapy a day is good for her. I headed on home.
Hubby was in the bathroom when I came in so I headed into mine to make sure my hair was 'fixed'. I came out to ask him a question and he looked at me and got a strange look on his face and said "You went to see Joe, didn't you?!" I confirmed. Of course he loves it.
We finished getting ready for the party and headed over to Peter Piper - which was a mess. Several tables had been reserved for birthday parties and although they were sitting empty because they weren't needed for a couple hours, they refused to let us sit down at them. We finally left and went to my son's house and he ordered pizzas to be delivered from Pizza Hut. It was chaotic but we were able to fit everyone (about 15 people) in the kitchen/front room area. We had pizza and wings (PH wings are not good, in my opinion; no flavor) and fellowship. Great-grandson opened his gifts, we had ice cream cake (yes, I indulged) and chatted. It was going on 7PM before we got back home. It was definitely a full day for me. But a good day.
Today we are going to church and it is a celebration of 8 years as a church. We were also told to wear a team jersey. I asked my son to borrow one of his Viking jerseys, which he was happy to do so. Hubby was trying to get me to wear one of his Cardinal shirts this morning, and when I declined, he called me a 'home team traitor'. Little does he know, when the Cardinals plan the Washington (Redskins-do you think they will go back to that?), Vikings, or Raiders (all the teams my children cheer on), I cheer for their teams. Does that make me a bad person? I think not. I cheer on who I want to cheer on. For years my team has been the 49ers - because that was the year I was born, but after Steve Young left, I lost interest. Joe Montana was my favorite quarterback, though. So I will wear a Vikings jersey and hubby will wear a Cardinal jersey.
I know they plan a BBQ and other things, but we go to the 9AM service so don't know what they have planned for that. Surely not the BBQ. I know there will be coffee and pastries; there always is.
Sigh. And hubby has come in and interrupted me so I'm getting off here. He doesn't usually get ready for another 30 minutes - why is he in here now? I need to get ready anyway so I'm getting off here and start making myself beautiful. At least I don't have to work on my hair as much as I used to. That is a big plus. :-)
And the month continues on. Have an amazing Sunday!
Blessings!
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