ooohhh,feel better soon!  I'd have a nice little talk with that cat!  I'm sure "Mr.Scissors" would love to be introduced!!lol  only kidding,but I think that cat decided to make you feel more miserable by unplugging that a/c.

arg. Got all the way through my post and the computer froze. It was a long one too. grr.

Anyway, it's been a while since I posted. Sorry about that. To catch up, nothing new really has happened.
I did use the deep conditioner Joeydog sent me again, and I absolutely love it even more than I had the first time. It's so soft and silky that after my hair dried I found myself sitting there after combing it out... just petting my own head because it was so soft. Paul stared at me funny. 
Anyway, My parents are likely coming to visit this week.. they'll know tuesday whether they're renting the car wednesday and coming down. You'd think there would be better planning involved with travelling 12 hours with two dogs, but no. They called and found out what hotels/motels are nearby, and checked to find one that was pet friendly first, at least. A good thing, since my stepdad's eskimo puppy would look like a walking marshmallow to Paul's cat. Then again, my cat eats cottonballs whenever she can get her paws on them, so I'm not sure which one would be attacking poor puppy first. I think Emma would be happy to see Maxx again, though. He was the only dog she ever liked. If they can find room in the rentacar, they're going to bring down the bigarse harp

I'm rather panicking at the moment though... frankly the house isn't exactly in neat, tidy and such conditon. It's been in the midst of remodelling since.. oh about 3 years ago. When Paul's ex left, he gave up on renovating. Since I moved down here he's been too busy working in the shop and let me tell you, I've tried putting in wall, plastering, etc. It looked worse than before. Not to mention, there's things I can't do, like installing kitchen sinks. I mean, if the plumbing was there I could, but... I'm no good at splicing piping. Yes, I admit it, we have no kitchen sink. *hangs head in shame* It does make for more counter space, though . well, it would if there were actual counters. Our kitchen... well, isn't. His father's half of the house was the side with the kitchen... and when they built the wall across the hallway, that was one thing that never got put in over here. that's one of the reasons we were/are going to switch sides of the house. So I can have a real kitchen, rather than a stove, table and microwave in the livingroom.

So you can see why I'm worried about my mother visiting.  I need to go get more valerian root.

it's called DEEP, by AG. >> http://www.cutndry.com/ag_hair_care_conditioners.htm

It's really wonderful.

RTG, it is a bit pricey...but it is not a daily conditioner...I use it when my hair is getting colored or when my hair is misbehaving...and it does wonders.

JD

Well, I saw my first real, honest to godess, wild alligator today! We were driving back from a town called Vacherie, down the river, and for about 15 miles, there's a canal/ditch thing next to the road... I was staring off into the water, admiring the reflections of the trees, and well, there's MR. Alligator, floating in the water. At first I thought it was a log, but logs don't have nostrils and eyeballs, and don't typically have moving parts. Makes me nervous for the guys fishing not 100 yards downstream...

Anyway, on the other side of the river, I noticed something... we traveled down one particular road that had.. oddly tilted roadsigns. All the speed limit signs saying "45", were at a 45 degree angle, or at least, not more than 5 degrees in either direction.. when it was a deep curve, and the speed dropped down to 25... the sign was tilted quite a bit more severely, to what I'd estimate to be a ... 25 degree angle.    I'm not sure if nature has a sense of humor over on the other side of the river, or whether some sort of west bank prankster had a good idea and ran with it, but it made me giggle. I wish I'd had the camera...

I didn't know this, but somehow it doesn't surprise me... You'd have to know the people, I think...  traditional cajuns are not exactly gentle people...

Here, for your viewing pleasure, a picture of my first attempt, successful I might add, of a sock bun. I stuck some silk flowers on wires and added them for a bit of decoration. I love blue roses... To me they're the symbol of impossible dreams... Breeders have been trying for hundreds of years to breed natural blue roses... the closest they've come is a sort of violet. It can't be done... the only way to have a blue rose is by dying it, or genetic engineering... so a natural blue rose, is in itself, an impossible dream for these breeders.

Oh I like that!  Say did you use a sock bun or bun base?