A day for fun

Today I am going to Lige's swimming lesson, or rather survival training in the water, and then Wren and I are going to her house to hang out until the boys get home from work. We'll have barbecue chicken. Last night I was home alone as everyone was at game night playing World of Warcraft. I made spaghetti and meatballs and had a nice bottle of Martinelli's cider with it. The bran-applesauce muffins I made are still edible (barely--they're not very sweet, only really tolerable with honey on them). I'm contemplating cutting my hair off and it's kind of scary. I've had long hair for so long it feels like a security blanket. Also it keeps my neck warm. Luckily I have a really good hairdresser so I have to put my faith in her that she will help guide me in the right direction and give me something that looks good. Of course now my hair is acting unusually cooperative and prettily wavy as if to say, "You don't want to do anything to me." I've just recently learned of the advantages of hairspray on long hair, not to make it poufy but to give a kind of separated look to the waves. I bought a $7 magazine that said Celebrity Hairstyles on the front. Come to find out there is not a single celebrity in there. It's all weird-looking photographs of women with unrealistically funky haircuts. So much for help in that department.

William and I went for a late-night walk after he got back from game night. It was nice, a little windy, but we didn't get back home until 12. We're up with the birds though!