STRAIGHTENED OUT
For a short time yesterday, my hair was an afghan hound instead of a poodle. My hairdresser IRONED my hair! 😀 When I arrived at galestorm‘s afterwards for dinner and crafting, her jaw literally hit the floor when she saw my hair. She made me let her take a picture as proof. Crafting at Gale’s was great fun, plus she makes a mean spinach tortellini chicken dish. I feel relatively guilty because I used up ALL her magnets, but I had so much fun doing it and am so happy with the result (plus I paid her for them) that...