'tis the season to become a blondie..

tra-la-la-la-lah...
i confess i've been a bit bah-humbug about the approaching season, but i woke up this morning with visions of make-our-own christmas cards. funny how my finished product didn't quite turn out like cette vision. (oh how i l-o-v-e rupert everett)
i think we'll buy/find little seashells and stick them on instead of trying to design anything brainy.


late this afternoon the gorgeous deb and i got matching mags to inspire us (well, they came with free salad servers which match my newly-acquired-camping-plastic-dinner-set) and after torturing R13 for nearly an hour: pulling strands of her hair through a frosting cap, deb and i shared a glass of baileys to calm our nerves while waiting for blondie's hair to do its thang.

i'm *so* chuffed with the result. when i grow up, i am *totally* gonna be a hair lady!!!
(S9 has just asked: "Mamma, can you dye my hair?"
My friend, you are Mister Cool.)