(Heard this joke yesterday. It cracked me up.)
Mary confused her valium and her birth control.
She had 14 kids.
But she didn't care.
I am covered up this week.
Since I do hair for a living, that's quite an image.
This week, it's not just been the day to day appointments that I've done (although, I have done that) we've added two consecutive 8:15 am breakfast meetings for the owners and a lunch meeting with one of the employees.
Two of my "sweet babies" (aka Thursday regulars) are going to a Mardi Gras party this weekend and since it's a costume party, they broought their wigs to me to be styled. Bless them.
I stayed late last night for a client when I couldn't put her anywhere else and worked in a few hilights on her tween daughter. Also, talked the client into adding hilights to the color I was doing. In the industry, that's called "upselling". Yeah me.
I'm scheduled for a massage tomorrow. Thank God.
Maybe they'll upsell me a facial.