I don't know if its about the winter pensive mood or stressful mode that my husband gave one of my son the sermon today. My very shy timid son who likes his hair long as if he is competing with my daughter and I when it comes to the longest hair ever! Truth is, if I don't trim my black hair it will be down to my toes and I'm stepping them every time I walk. I had a haircut recently because the length is almost 32 inches. My son's hair was almost shoulder length that he needs to have a hair cut too or else his hair will be longer than my daughter's hair. Besides, with his beard on his face and the way he acts, he looks like younger version of Jesus Christ. Wish that if he is not shy he should try showbiz or Hollywood... you know what I mean. j/k
So husband took my son to the barber shop and thank goodness the shop is open. And FGS! I thought it would be an army cut that he'll ask the barber but no, his hair is still long, down to his ears. Ok, ok he is wearing his favorite toque that's good enough.
I've been busy the whole day cleaning the house, cleaning the sofa, 2 recliners, love seat, and re-arrange the position of the dining table. The house is too small that the furniture are closer to each other. It is an open concept again where living room, kitchen and dining room are "open" for everyone to see. The smell of food will be all over the house again. Isn't that wonderful?
My husband is too busy too because as usual he needs to attend to his regular work and because he had additional extra work this month (and maybe next year) consider that as blessings. Blessings because he is paid for his work.
I managed to finish wrapping some gifts and placed them at the bottom of the Christmas tree. Everything's okay after dinner and after some preparation of desserts, then time to relax. I was relaxing in my room when I realized that I have to unload the clean clothes, towels, and linens from my dryer machine.
Ciao! I'm really too tired to blog today. See you tomorrow! Goodnight readers.
