
New Hair Day selfie. My hair has been dyed, straightened and I'm wearing a crushed red velvet dress.
I can now safely claim to have established a routine for seeing a hairdresser regularly. It's something I've been wanting to do because being a parent to small children often makes me feel too tired to look after myself properly, and having well-groomed hair helps to combat that. So. Nice hair achieved. Just have to work on having a body I like again too. Progress is being made in that direction as well.
I was going to write a grumpy post, but the bloke came home today with a copy of "The Best of the Pogues arranged for piano", so rather than chew over the circumstances under which I became grumpy, I'm going to go make a very slow hash of Dirty Old Town or something.

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Also, yay Pogues and Bloke! Good job! :)
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I was pleased to work out Fairytale of New York on the piano last week :-)
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Boy done good with the piano and the music! :D
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Hooray, piano synchronicity. :)
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There is something to be said for having your hair looked after by a professional. I mean, I know it's something most can do themselves, but there's also an added element of pampering. It's so nice having someone else shampoo your scalp--it never feels as nice when I do it myself.
I hope playing the piano helped you feel less grumpy.
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Yes, I do love having my hair washed by someone else. A couple of visits ago, one of the beauticians was clearly bored and came to help out the stylists, and I got a head massage as well. It was bliss.
The piano always helps me feel less grumpy.
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