Haircut

 I remember years ago - pre-COVID and full-time employment days - when our groomer was exasperated and expressing incredulity that people could FORGET their dog's grooming appointment.  I was re-telling this story to my mother in the evening and midway through my first attempt at a knock-off chicken gnocchi recipe,when I looked at the clock and realized I was 10 minutes late for my haircut!  

And, the came March 2026.

Reading from my calendar.  Friday March 13.  Haircut.  11:00.  I rushed around and walked in for my haircut, after a productive morning of cleaning kid's room - at 1 PM.  F##$@@.  Deep apologies.  The hair dresser was so nice.  She had had other things to do.  We rescheduled for the next Monday at 11:30.  I remembered that appointment


at

3:30

when I was nearing Lima with Zupe for tutoring.

Today is March 28.  No photo- did ya notice?

I need a haircut.

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