not so goodurs

gerry and i were driving into town today, since we had to stop for gas, we were discussing the logistics of payment. i said that since i paid for gas going up to carrickmacross on the weekend, we should use the joint account. gerry said since i had paid coming back that the joint account owed me money. that's when i let him know i hadn't. he replied that he hadn't either, and that i must have in the shop. but i hadn't because when i went to the little shop near the gas station they said you had to pay at the gas station, so i assumed gerry had taken care of it at the gas station part.

nope.

we've looked up the phone number for the station that was a victim of our gas and dash. and called them to let them know we'll pay in december. he didn't seem too bothered to be honest. i'm the one who was like, do you want my name? and my phone number?

i'm a criminal baby.

stardust

see this movie. it's fun. it's well done. it's a good time.

the gift of confirmation

today we got gerry's passport with the visa. it's really official now. no more dreams about them sending us a letter to say they've canceled the whole thing because of an issue with his passport. no more driving home, hoping today's the day it comes. no more disappointment that it wasn't.

gerry can now get into and work legally in canada. how exciting? super.

it's done! it's over! it's final!

whoo hoo!

plant a tree

despite being sick, i managed to plant a tree today. :o) i think i should have donated it to the girl at work whose plants i was meant to water, but didn't cause i was home from wednesday to friday. oops. next one's for her.

before and in-between pics

as matilda says: it's long enough



matilda said her hand was shaking so it was hard to cut the first one.

looks like she managed to do it though.

there they are.

you might wonder why we didn't cut the front.

1. there are too many layers.

2. i needed to give the poor haird dresser something to work with.

long story made short

i can't lie... i was really nervous today about the hair thing. and i'm sad now. i shouldn't be, but i am. in fact, i really really shouldn't be. i should be happy and proud and whatever else happens, but i feel a bit anxious.

oh well... i feel better than if i had wuzzed out at the last minute. the before and inbetween pics will be uploaded once matilda sends them to me.

thanks for the donations... almost €300. horray!

not a great pic, but you can see the length - or lack thereof.
now you can see that it's cute.