I am so tired, it's been a very busy day.

Woke up early to chat with a good friend online who was going to be online after working nights last night. My alarm went off but i promptly fell back asleep, darn! An hour later my next alarm went off, so that i could call our hairdressers for an appointment...sure enough we were about to get an appointment at 1pm, hooray. My hair is long, needs a cut and highlights.

So i decided since i had time, it was only 9am and mother and i hadn't gone to bed till 4am this morning, that i would go back to sleep until 10.30 am when i would wake up and call my friend Dave before he headed to work...so i set my alarm and laid back down. My mother was not happy and threatened to not go to our appointment, she wanted me to stay up but i was sleepy, so i slept. My alarm went off at 10.30am but i snoozed... and by that time i woke and called Dave but he'd already left. This day was not going so well.

I plugged in the curling iron and tried to fix my behead, not an easy task.... and it didn't go as well as i'd hoped... but in the end i gave in and just brushed it behind my ears and thought...what the heck, i'm heading to the hairdressers anyway. I put some makeup on but didn't fuss...i find i've really gotten away from it lately, perhaps out of laziness...i'll have to make more of an effort in future.

Then mother and i began to wonder what each would wear. I picked out my outfit fairly quickly...a tank top under a denim shirt..with black jeans. I was not happy once dressed so i changed into just a moss green tshirt with my black jeans. Ok..so i was ready...just a bit of perfume away from mother and her diseased lungs and that was me, all set.

So i found some clothes for mother...jeans and a tshirt. Jeans were not correct though, they were too dark, she wanted lighter jeans. Found those, they looked too big but she found another pair of capris...they would do. The tshirt was another story. A few weeks ago, for mothers birthday, i bought her two new tshirts...she had her heart set on one... but when she put it on, she said it felt too tight...shame because it was a lovely shirt...so she tried on the second one. There wasn't enough give in it for her, so she was unhappy...off i went to look for another tshirt. Found one, nope... didn't want that one...found another, got it on..she was happy with it though she was getting irritable, who can blame her...and she started in on me about how i shouldn't have gone back to sleep because now we were rushed for time...and her clothes needed ironing but i didn't have to do them, etc. So the blue shirt she'd settled on to go with her blue capris looked nice...until she went to tbe bathroom and came back...and as she was walking towards me, i noticed a stain. Was it water, i asked... no, upon closer inspection it was not, it was a grease stain...while i heard about how my laundering skills were seriously lacking, i searched for another and found another suitable tshirt that matched the pants. Finally, she was all set...except i had to dig out her portable oxygen machine, put a new tank on...put the used tank away for pick up another day...then switch her from the home unit to the portable one....and then we were ready. I had our shoes and purses ready, grabbed a bottle of water and a sweater for mother in case the a/c was on in the salon...called a taxi and off we went.

Thankfully we arrived with more than 5 minutes to spare, but they took each of us right away...and after some fun and laughter and waiting and waiting, we were done.

I made a trip to the bank machine for mother...then went to the chinese food store for some egg rolls and spring rolls to take home (they ended up being very yummy, mmm!) for a snack as we were starving. On the way we stopped at a grocery store and i ran in and picked up a few things for tonights dinner and then we were finally on our way home.

Once there, i had help mother in, she was right out of breath but she made it, i was proud of her...and i got her in the apartment and then tried to switch her from the portable to the home until...only it was sounding an alarm when we turned it back on. Uh oh... a problem. We kept trying to get it working properly, i even reset the machine..to no avail. This would not do, so i had to call Life Breath. They took the info and said they'd have someone call me back. Oh good..a few minutes later sure enough they called back...and diagnosed the problem. Apparently when we go out we shouldnt shut the machine off, as that tends to be when the machine will fail... so they had to bring us a new one. Mothers regular guy, Aaron came (what a hunk!) and replaced the machine...just basically dashed in and out as he had other calls to make. Right...that was sorted, thankfully. Mother is always much more at ease when she is on her home unit.

After all that i changed into shorts and a tshirt, got water and ice for everyone and got mother settled. We ate our spring/egg rolls and just sat gabbing for a bit. My sister was commenting on my hair, which turned out very nice. Its quite blonde after she did my roots and then gave me highlights, i love it. This time she did it all flippy..hard to describe but i love it.

While we were out, Michael had put the a/c unit in the living room window... but still had the one in my room to put in. After much waiting, he finally did so as i type this it is nice and cool (my computer is in my bedroom) ...and just in time as its really supposed to be hot and humid the next couple of days.

As they installed the a/c in my bedroom i whipped up a quick, simple pasta sauce and we had that over spaghetti. It was quite yummy, if i do say so myself. Of course, no one was really hungry by the time we ate but the three of us did eat (Michael didn't join us) and enjoyed it.

We ate late and it hasn't been long since i got the dishes done... now i'm almost ready for bed but i think i'll wait to see if Dave calls me tonight, he may or may not. Oh shoot, i just remember i have to called Rich... must go.

Goodnight blog...yawnnnssssss