Hair
I need a regular salon. I usually find a walk-in salon while I am out running errands. Once, over the summer, I had a sudden thought that I needed a haircut. I saw a shop in the same plaza near the coffee shop I was sitting in. I walked in and quickly noticed that something was up. Meaning, the place was full of hair posters of men, sports paraphernalia, and TVs at each station. Turns out Sports Clips is a barber shop for men. Awkward.
On Sunday, I decided to slip in a haircut while Christmas shopping. I went in to a Great Clips. Don't worry, they cut women's hair. However, my haircut was terrible. The lady layered a lot! My hair doesn't do well with a lot of layers. Think bad Farrah Fawcett feathering. I didn't pay attention until I went home and showered. Bad haircut. The wrapping paper scissors were too close. I think I cut off another 2 inches. I should never cut my own hair. I don't know what is worse, Fawcett feathers or uneven chunks of hair.
Way too long....
I know I haven't gotten on in a long time!
This made me laugh today.
Me: "You get what you get"
First grader: "and you don't throw...(pause)...anything."
He has autism and struggles with language. But I thought it was sooooo funny! He also had a hard time answering questions. I always ask about the day, month, and weather. He knows that I am going to ask something but he doesn't understand what I am asking. Here is what it may sound like.
Me: "What month is it?"
First grader: " It's snowy!"
Me: "What is the weather like today?"
First grader: "I had b-sketti!" (spaghetti)
Every time I ask a question and he gives me an off the wall answer, I can't help but laugh. He has so much enthusiasm for not having a clue!
At a recent (and very stressful!) IEP meting, I was sharing updated information about a first grade girl with autism. Her dad broke up the tension with another funny.
Me: One thing that we have learned about R is that she is very inconsistent.
Dad: (turns to me) "But she is consistent in that!"
Work is hard. But the little funnies help.