Lovely bank holiday weekend, despite our group suffering from chicken pox and trapped nerves and too-much-sun queasiness. And a spilled beer (that last one was mine; little sigh...)
First of all, must catch up from the weekend before last's milestone birthday! Belated birthday wishes Laura!
Which brings us to last weekend's milestone birthday. Which began with a day for the lay-dees.
Friday morning, my sister and I went to the hairdresser together (which we realised, is a first for us). It's a glossy environment, whose rapid-fire talk revolves wholly around (horrific) celebrity gossip. Needless to say, I am not in my element. Trying to stay involved in the conversation, I ask my umpteenth idiotic question. Mr Assistant Hair asks, deadpan "Do you live in a cave?" Sigh. I think all hope is lost until talk turns to film. "See, you seem to live in the boondocks, but then you give a pitch-perfect assessment of Watchmen", muses Mr Head Hair approvingly. I explain that it comes from an era when I knew my comics.
Anyhoo, so the Hair Experience was followed by lunch, shopping of the treaty variety, and dinner (Bon Appetit in Malahide). Aaaaah, dinner...
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Gorgeous evening. Happy Birthday Tara!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
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