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This hair can be attained fairly easily if you have the right base hair for it. Mine is a shade lighter than his at the root, and a bit less textured, and I get away with doing cheap drugstore home ombre (hombre, my hairdresser calls it). I use a temporary colour that is very close to my natural shade to cover greys.…
I see that my Canadian credentials are shining through. Also, I'm a barrister.
Some woman barristers wear a skirt, but generally slacks are the way to go.
Me too, but I'm one of the few people I know who enjoys aspic. I think my digestive system wishes it had been born in 1930.
Tim Gutterson needs way more screen time.
I'm often tempted to tell my husband to deal with his folks for me, but I've known my inlaws for over 20 years, and we're pretty close, and he usually makes it worse by talking to them about issues like this. I've also given up on getting them to change how they interact with me.
Thank you! I am exhausted.
I just need to rant. So. I moved from North to South America last October with 3 weeks' notice, for husband's work. Between Oct and Jan I was back and forth multiple times between different cities and countries, all while trying to maintain my own work remotely and home school our two sons.
"and the outcome will be a surprise to anyone who has never seen a movie before."
I wear slips. And nylons. And was completely shocked 5 or 6 years ago when I was back at university and realized all these young women going out into the profession were wearing short skirts with neither.
It's only 11 am here, but I just moved a couple days ago, my inlaws are visiting, my washing machine's broken, my kids' bunk bed is broken, back to school is in a week (we live in the southern hemisphere) and we're not confirmed for school yet, and my period's a week late.
Mine are still at the "alcohol is GROSS" stage. For now. I'm clinging to it.
Ugh, right? He's older than my sons, but I am old enough to be his mother.
That is exactly what it's like! It was my go-to comfort food back in college and I'm editing a manuscript against a fairly solid deadline right now, which feels a lot like trying to get a paper in on time. That plus impending period = comfort food.
That you'd watched Donnie Darko, or something in that vein, recently? Or that your subconscious is feeling particularly fierce :)
Okay, I am a lawyer who is in no way at all qualified to answer your question (I don't practice in real estate, and probably don't know much about the law where you live).
Precious Things. And Space Dog. And Bells For Her... oh, who am I kidding. I love most of her stuff.