I can't really say I'm sad to see this year go. My life took on the tune of a Country Western song...my husband had heart failure as he was recovering from cancer (He's great today, thank heaven!), my cat Brian who was my familiar was hit by a car and killed, my golden lab died suddenly, the real estate industry sank deeper in the slough of despond and my hair decided to begin its Exodus.



I am looking forward to next year. Lots of great stuff on the horizon, and plenty of sunshine… Continue

I have always loved having my hair cut and styled. From the exotic, yummy scents of shampoos and potions, to the total luxury of a scalp massage, to the feeling of sitting back and being pampered, I have wallowed in it all. Now it's more of a pain because I am anxious and uneasy.



At home, shampooing my hair is no longer the delight it once was either. I wash my hair in the shower, and I used to love to stand in the warmth and feel the dirt disappearing. (Since I live on a farm with… Continue

This is a true story: I have always had the weirdest hair in the world. First of all, it has different textures in different parts. Secondly, it has been hard to control FOREVER. So I have always had a love/hate relationship with it.



I was a platinum blonde as a young girl, turning to light brown for my young adult years. When I had my daughter, it turned really dark brown.



It was always incredibly thick and at age 55 I've been lording it over my friends for the past few… Continue