Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim

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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

A good hair day and friends

55 degrees and cloudy this morning with a couple drops of rain here and there.  Today I didn't take any particular route and just walked here and there along some of the paths that I haven't been on for a while.  I started out walking over to the liquor store to see if I could find any coins.  Most times I do and this time I found a dime.
I didn't see any people on the paths but I counted 9 deer during my walk. 
A quiet walk this morning, but how wonderful it is to be outside and walking!!
Here are just some pictures I took along the way.



I walked 6 miles.
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It was time once again to pay a visit to Cheryl to have my hair dyed.  I was a week over due because of being away last week and my roots were really showing.  Ken calls me skunk head when that happens. : ) So on this drizzly morning with cookies in hand I left at 10:00 to remedy the skunk head condition.  My favorite shampoo girl was there to give me one of those fantastic hair washes.  I left there feeling great having a good hair day! : )  If only Cheryl and Meghan lived at my house I could have a good hair day every day!!

I left one friend and went to pick up another.  Mary Jo and I had lunch together at Red Robin.  So nice to spend time with friends.  Eating and talking, two things we do well. : )

A good hair day and spending time with two friends makes for a happy day.

Now that I'm home I don't really feel like doing any work so I think I will read for a while.

Hope this day is being good to you and that you too got to spend time with a friend.
Happyone
I love the feeling of fresh air on my face
and the wind blowing through my hair.
~Evel Knievel
Evel Knievel!!??

11 comments:

Happy@Home said...

Friends and a good hair day are definitely cause for a good day. I can relate to the skunk head thing. It's a constant job to keep those roots hidden :).
We are having a rainy day here and I was reading a new book, but then I started to nod off so I got up to throw some towels in the dryer.
I was supposed to have lunch with a friend, but we postponed it to Friday in hopes of better weather.

Anonymous said...

My 6 weekly haircut is next week - something I look forward to. I love spending time with friends relaxing, talking, eating or just having coffee and of course talking!

Kerri Farley said...

Going to the salon for a shampoo and cut is one of my favorite things to do :)

Betsy Banks Adams said...

Hi Karen, Glad you can walk again.. I know how much that means to you...

I know the feeling after visiting the hairdressers. It's wonderful, isn't it??? I am trying to let my very short hair grow out such a little --so right now, my hair is in a not-so-pretty in-between stage...

Have a great evening.
Hugs,
Betsy

Noofy said...

Bet feeling in the world is the hair salon, okay, well second best maybe! I can't believe all the deer you see, wow, 9 of them today. Six miles walking you're bouncing back nicely, congrats!

Vee said...

Well, if anyone knows anything about wind blowing through his hair, it'd be Evel. Ha!

Your description of a good shampoo and a new hairdo makes me think it's time to make a call. Yup. Soon. (I also need to call the dentist and the dermatologist and...)

Those dimes are piling up! =D

Beth said...

There is nothing in the world that compares to a good hair day and time spent with a good friend.

You have a lovely scenic route for your walk.

♥ Helen said...

This must have been a very nice day. The place you walked looks very green and beautiful!

Cheryl said...

I'm glad that I get to be your hairdresser! Everyone is glad when you come in because you're so friendly and you bring in cookies! They were so delicious!

Auntie sezzzzzz... said...

The roots-showing-thing is what tipped me over, to not dying my hair any more.

My from-brown-to-gray phase was AWFUL. But the roots-showing-thing was worse. So I stopped.

Finally, finally, finally it came to be pewter, and I am content with the natural gray color. :-)

Just my story... :-)

Auntie sezzzzzz... said...

Did you post this, before the NEW BLOGGER CRAP-O-LA was installed this morning/Thurs.???

My only words for this NEW BLOGGER CRAP-O-LA, are...

"Damn, damn, damn, DAMN!"
~Professor Henry Higgins
Quote from "My Fair Lady"