My faith in Kirk has been rewarded! Armed with new "professional style" clippers, he gave me a wonderful haircut Monday evening. Conspicuously absent was the bottle of wine that played such a prevalent part in my last "home hairdo rendezvous." Thanks Kirk - it looks and feels great!
I bet if I lost about twenty pounds, grew six inches, whitened and straightened my teeth, started taking steroids, and had plastic surgery to deepen my dimples, I could be a real Adonis.
Just like Maria in "West Side Story," I feel pretty.
Unfortunately, I also feel disgusting. I had to go to the dentist yesterday; broken tooth. I'm not at my best in the chair. I drool. Alot.
It seems like there was an inordinate amount of cotton an aparatus in my mouth for this procedure. Was the good dentist punishing me for delaying his holiday festivities? Or for neglecting to brush my teeth after a two hot dogs with mustard and sauerkraut lunch?
Or was it just because I drool so much?
Kirk, where did you get those clippers???????????? Sharon
ReplyDeleteI'd be lying if I said I bought them on-line from an upscale salon house in L.A., so I'll go with Wal-Mart!
ReplyDeleteIf you are facing the store, front right corner. Seriously, the corner of the store, it ends right there at the clippers.
I have no idea why I told you the precise location, but I did and I'm not going back to delete it!