Leaves and hair
My man and my baby sitting on the edge of the fish pond at Nan & Pop's place (in country South Australia). We had a busy 9 days away, with the kids and I driving over to Grandma and Grandad's (my folks) place in the Adelaide Hills last Monday, Ben flying over on Good Friday (when we crashed at my cousin's place near Semaphore and had a rather epic night of craziness), family time on Sunday, driving to Nan & Pop's on Monday and driving home on Tuesday. Now I have a sore throat and a cold and am trying to rest up, but we all know that isn't really happening, LOL.
Today saw three haircuts in these parts - Cedar, Sienna and Me. A sweet young hairdresser, fairly new to a local salon, did a fab job on all of us and understood exactly what I was saying every time! Love it! I've always found it hard to settle on a hairdresser who listens, understands and provides hair-cutting goodness without being patronising or misunderstanding. I might just have settled on a hairdresser for the next little while... yay! Are you a regular kind of person, or a try-out-a-different-and-preferably-cheap-hairdressed-every-time, like I used to be?