Ten years younger

not so grey

Okay maybe not ten…

In many ways now that I’ve decided to dye my hair again I feel as if I’ve given up.


I think it’s better to feel it rather than look it!

I had lunch today with a friend who I haven’t seen in about six months.  She has a new man, is going for a new job and looks happier than I’ve seen her in a while.

I love that about female friendships.

You might not see eachother for ages as life – lets face it – does get in the way but when you get back together it’s as if you have been in touch every week.

I guess male friendships are the same?

For bloggers out there… I’m writing this on Wordpress 2.7.  I like it.  I like the layout, the groovy new functions like get plugin – oh that makes life easy, and well… all of it.

You might see a few new functions on the site as I’ve got lots of new toys to play with.

Let me know what you think, especially if it gets too cluttered.

If you use WordPress and haven’t upgraded – do it.  It’s worth it

And oh, Twitter.  I am fast realising what a time-waster that is.  I hardly had time to scratch myself between tweets today.  Lucky I had the day off!

7 Replies to “Ten years younger”

  1. You just reminded me to upgrade my WordPress, thanks!

    I love catching up with old friends who I haven’t seen in forever. The friends who you can pick up right where you left off are the absolute best.

  2. Your site and your hair looks fabulous. I’m getting mine done next week and ohmygod the roots. They are SO grey. If it wasn’t for the miracle of hair dye I’d look ten – no, fifteen – years older. Actually, with this heat I FEEL ten years older… I’ve heard this is what menopausal power surges feel like.

  3. Hmm, I think I’ve upgraded my WordPress… but I will have to check.

    Totally agree w/ the beauty of friendships things. My oldest best friend (as in time, not age) and I have been friends for twenty years, and we might only see each other two or three times a year, but we must be doing something right to still be friends. On the other hand, another of my best friends drops around at 10pm on her way home from work every week or so just for a glass of wine, and I speak to her most days, and that works too.

    The thing I love most about my girls would have to be how candid we can be. I mean, Rhys is my universe and I love him to death, but there’s just something I can get from my girls that I could never get from him. I really feel bad for people who get in to relationships and seem to forget that friends are important too. I go crazy if I don’t see my friends at least once a week… they’re definitely the people who keep me sane.

    By the way, the site looks awesome. About time that I got on with customizing mine, but I’m HTML/CSS deficient.

  4. Quote “I had lunch today with a friend who I haven’t seen in about six months. She has a new man, is going for a new job and looks happier than I’ve seen her in a while.”

    If that friend is who I think it is, she looks wonderful and is so happy.

  5. I look in the mirror at my grey hair and think I don’t look too bad. I get out the camera and use the mirror to take a self portrait. Oh My God. I look terrible in photos. not the colour, but the style. I just scrape it back into a ponytail leaving my whole face exposed. Square jaw, wrinkles, double chin, Ugh. It’s my mother all over again.

  6. What’s wrong with raising our self esteem a little? If you feel better with a bit of colour, go for it. Why on earth not?

    (I would say ‘lookin’ good babe but that might seem inappropriate)


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