I am 31!

I am 31 and Im not afraid to admit it. Thats right, I have been on this earth for 11 315 days. 11 585 if you include 'in utero' time.

And now that I have passed the thirty year mark, my body is falling apart. Sigh. The knees hurt, the ankles hurt, the wrists hurt, the back hurts and lets not even start with the headaches! And to add to the misery, I have to dye my hair because if I dont, I will have the oh so sexy 'salt and pepper' look.

Its not fair. Just when I get my brain in order, the body rebels. And so...I whine......

Luckily they created a website for people like me: www.gettingolderstinks.com

Haircuts: To Go Cheap or Not?

Rob and I continue to have the same fight. To go cheap on the hair cut or not.

Rob -Pays about $7.50 at a walk in place. Result: A buzz cut that makes him look like he works at Petawawa. He doesnt and its hideous.


Meg - Pays about $70. Result: Walks out looking DE-LICOUS!!!

But, admittedly, the last time I got a hair cut, I thought I would try the Rob approach and went to a local salon. In Renfrew. In the Ottawa Valley. THE VALLEY! Anyone see my mistake yet?

Off I went to meet my hairstylist who asked how "you'se guys were doin?" And for exactly $18 I got a haircut. With teasing. I have thick hair. You can imagine.


So I go back to the $70 haircut with Frank who is not gay and not chatty but does offer me coffee as I watch Pamela Wallin get her hair blow dryed....