Change of Plans

I finally caved and went to get my hair cut. It was getting out of control. I think it looks lovely now, but I'm still unhappy about how much money was ripped out of my bank account for it.

We were going to go skating at the outdoor rink in front of The Empress after my hair appointment, but after an unexpected ankle-twisting fall I wasn't up for it anymore. (Of course the first time I set foot in a mall all Christmas season something goes wrong. In this case, the foot was wet and the tiled floor slippery from the torrential downpour outside).

Two beers and some curry later, my favourite watering hole and my favourite person granted me at least some distraction from my stinging ankle. The bag of ice from the bartender also helped. Now home to more Christmas crafting and card making.