Attacked by hair styling implements

This is what happens when you arm a teen girl with a brush and hair elastics.

Or when you sit your sorry adult ass on the sofa for a moment, unsuspecting of any imminent hair styling adventures about to take place on your noggin.

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Fidget toys for children with anxiety

Yesterday, when I left for a shopping trip, there was an Amazon package on the front step. I picked it up without looking who it was for and put it on the dining room table. I knew it wasn’t for me, I rarely shop at Amazon. I figured it was for one of the men.

When I got home the package was still on the table, unopened. I thought, it must be for my daughter. Sure enough, when she arrived home from school and upon completion of the puppy-mauling-attack, she opened her package and took out the following items:

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16 years ago

As I type this shortly after lunch, I would have still been in labour 16 years ago today. Contractions began at 2 am so I was driven to hospital where they declared me dilated enough to remain in hospital, but it would still be hours before the baby was born. πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‚

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A ramble about the weekend

I had a relapse last night. And by relapse I mean several things, but especially my neck and spine injury which I managed to aggravate somehow just as I was feeling better. 😟

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A puppy detour

A couple of days ago I was at my table typing and editing one of my stories when I got a text from a mom in the neighborhood. Seems they got a puppy. πŸ™ƒπŸΎπŸ˜³

Her daughter and my daughter have known each other since they attended Montessori daycare at age 2. πŸ™‚

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