Mr. Munro makes me laugh. The man is a constant source of amusement. Today I went to the hairdressers. He rings me up around midday and says, “You look beautiful. Your hair looks really good.”
It’s his way of keeping out of trouble. He figures if he rings up during the day while he remembers he’ll get points, but if he leaves it until he gets home and forgets to notice, he’ll get in trouble. Mr. Munro plays it safe everytime. He’s so funny ![]()
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August 3rd, 2007 at 4:47 am · Link
Funny and smart! My husband usually just holds me as I sob everytime I get my hair cut. Since we moved I have yet to find someone who can cut my hair right.
And I’m due to go again…
August 3rd, 2007 at 1:04 pm · Link
Good hairdressers are like gold and finding a good one can be a bit traumatic. I’ve been going to the same one for about five years. I hope they never close!
I’m sure you’ll find a great one soon
August 4th, 2007 at 9:37 am · Link
I drive 40 miles to mine. She’s the only one who can deal with that Medusa head of hair I have. It’s alive, I tell you.