Yesterday was a glorious day off. Woke up early in a mood that I haven't been in for a while. Decided it was time to do something about the curtain over my eyes. After a year and a half of quick snips over the bathroom sink, I finally had to admit to myself that I don't, in fact, know how to cut hair and I'd best put away my $5.99 mustache scissors from Von's lest my bangs continue to look like an animal has chewed on them. Got to Westwood in a flash and with a sigh of relief, slid into Eduardo's chair. Five minutes later I had normal looking bangs. As a reward I headed west to share a barefoot walk with a gaggle of birds sunning themselves on the beach. The weather was perfect; the ocean deliciously cold. Talked to a few friends in the car on the way home and arrived in time to cook a healthy vegetable stir fry. Walked a bit, enjoying the spring foliage. Read with Paco in my lap, did some writing and watched The Adam Project. Then cooked another spectacular meal. Went to bed with Paco curled up next to me. What more could a girl ask for?
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